Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 298: Eighteen Bends on the Mountain Road (3)

In order to make money, the owner asked her to learn difficult acrobatics. In order to show the best results, the owner was very strict with her and would whip her if he was not satisfied with her.

In order to get the three or five yuan tickets from passers-by, the original owner jumped up and down like a monkey and suffered a lot of injuries.

There are many other children in the juggling class, but these children have been exposed to the dark side too much at an early age, and coupled with their immature minds, they are particularly violent.

Apart from the whip of the class leader which could slightly suppress them, they all formed gangs and bullied each other in private.

The original owner had a soft personality and was often targeted, but she had no choice but to endure it dumbly.

After performing on stage at night, I am so tired that I almost faint. When I return to the house at night, I may have to endure the unexpected malice from my peers.

When she was younger, she would resist, but as she grew older, she became even more stupid and couldn't even cry.

When she grew up a little more, her figure became taller and her beautiful appearance also emerged.

Although the long-term malnutrition in the circus troupe made the original owner look quite thin, the advantages of genes and the environment are difficult to completely erase.

When she grew up, her long arms and legs were no longer suitable for acrobatics. She was not flexible enough and her entertaining performance was reduced.

The circus troupe needs to make money to survive, and they don't want to do a business that loses money. Seeing that her value has decreased, the owner of the troupe came up with other ideas.

At first, the boss was so lustful that he wanted to enjoy it himself first, but considering that the deflowered young melon could not be sold at a good price, he held back.

Anyway, he has a few hundred dollars in his pocket, so he can just go to the next street to vent his anger. Why should he waste his own money?

Over the years, the boss has already obtained the contact information of many human traffickers. With just one phone call, the traffickers will come to inspect the goods.

After meeting the original owner, the human trafficker was very satisfied and immediately decided to buy her for 20,000 yuan.

Although the boss was somewhat unhappy and felt that the payment was too little, due to the rules of the industry and the other party's connections, he gave up and hastily decided the matter.

After all, he had only spent 10,000 yuan to buy it from the original owner, and after using it for so many years, he could still sell it for 20,000 yuan, so it wasn't a loss at all.

When the traffickers took the original owner away, they also specifically confirmed with the owner whether it was an "original product". If it was not an "original product", it would only be worth 10,000 yuan.

After hearing this, the boss immediately patted his chest and guaranteed that it was absolutely original.

After the human traffickers left, he was glad that he had been patient for a while and earned an extra 10,000 yuan.

How ridiculous! After so many years of twists and turns, she is once again equated with 20,000 yuan.

In this way, the sixteen-year-old original owner was carried by human traffickers in a dilapidated van, bumping along eighteen mountain bends, and arrived at a village in the mountains.

The permanent population here is very small, only a few hundred people, and the houses are far apart and sparsely distributed.

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, the car could not drive in, so they had to walk. The human traffickers pulled the original owner out of the car and walked all the way to the deepest part of the village.

He took 30,000 yuan from an old woman and sold the original owner to her stupid son.

One hand pays the money, the other hand receives the goods. Selling people is no different from selling animals.

When the traffickers turned around and left, the original owner's hands were still tied behind his back with hemp ropes. He said nothing and looked even less lively than the old woman's stupid son.

The old woman looked at the original owner's buttocks several times with a critical eye, probably weighing the probability of the original owner giving birth to a son.

The human trafficker walked farther and farther away, and when his figure was about to disappear, the original owner began to struggle violently.

Perhaps she realized that once she came to these mountains, she might never be able to get out.

Although life was hard in the past, I could see a constant stream of people. Unlike this mountain, it is dead silent. Even if you roar, no one will even look at you.

Her fierce resistance aroused the dissatisfaction of the old woman, who picked up the broom standing by the wall and hit her. Her spine, which was already thin and protruding, was hit so hard that it was almost broken by the pain.

The original owner fell to the ground, losing the strength to resist, and allowed the idiot to touch him randomly.

In their eyes, the original owner was a bought thing, no different from the chickens, ducks and geese raised at home, a sow that gave birth to piglets, and a tool of slavery, but not a living person.

In fact, when seeing this, Jiang Qiuchen's spirit was about to collapse.

Compared with this, the world ahead is nothing. No one can get over such a tragic life experience.

But the original owner’s misery was not limited to this.

After being imprisoned, the original owner couldn't even get out of bed for a long time. He was treated like a toy all day long, tied to the bed with an iron chain, and allowed to be played with by that idiot.

Soon, she became pregnant.

Being pregnant did not mean that everything was fine, but it gave her the freedom to get out of bed. The old woman allowed her to go out of the house and help with farm work at home with her belly bulging.

Her range of activities extended from the bed to the yard.

After ten months of pregnancy, she is about to give birth.

This place is geographically remote, economically backward, and the villagers are ignorant, so almost no one goes to the hospital to give birth.

In other words, people who are willing to give birth in the hospital have already moved out of the village.

The people in this village abide by a set of rules from the past and have their own operating rules.

The old woman brought a tray of hot water and a pair of scissors and delivered the baby for the original owner.

The original owner suffered a lot during this process. She hadn't cried for a long time, but she cried very hard that day.

Unfortunately, she gave birth to a daughter.

The old woman cursed and beat her up as she had just given birth.

In the end, he stopped reluctantly after considering the 30,000 yuan he had spent.

Later, she became pregnant again, again with a daughter.

Her two daughters made her life even more difficult, but not long after, her two daughters were sold for the same price as she was.

Looking at the red banknotes in her hand, the old woman rarely swore.

The original owner's heart was completely dead, and nothing could arouse her reaction anymore. Looking at her sickly appearance, the old woman was extremely disgusted.

A woman who can't give birth to a son and is extremely thin looks unlucky no matter how you look at her.

The old woman used the money from selling her granddaughter to buy a new wife for her son, and the original owner was sold again at a low price.

Later, when the traffickers couldn't sell her, they simply locked her up in a shabby rental house and started to work as a pimp for her.

The original owner was exhausted and died in such desperate days day after day.

Her tears had long since dried up in the days and nights that had passed. When she died, her eyes were wide open, and there was only numbness in those eyes that should have been shining with moving brilliance.

Standing on the top floor of a bustling high-rise building and looking down at his business empire, Jiang Hualin could never have imagined that his own daughter would die so tragically in a corner of the city.

What’s even more terrifying is that after the original owner died, his body was taken away by human traffickers for a ghost marriage, squeezing out every last bit of value.

Life is hard, and death is difficult.