Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 300: Eighteen Bends on the Mountain Road (5)

The mountains stand tall like ancient giants, revealing their endless, winding mountain roads in an almost provocative manner.

It is a maze carefully arranged by nature, making it impossible to escape.

The mountain road twists and turns like a slender silver snake, weaving and weaving among the mountains, sometimes clinging to the cliffs, making people's heart palpitate; sometimes disappearing into the depths of the dense forest and disappearing without a trace.

The road surface is either wide or narrow, and is covered with traces of time.

Mottled moss, sliding gravel, and ruts of varying depths, every step tests the courage and perseverance of outsiders.

At dusk, the dense treetops cast dappled light and shadows, adding a touch of mystery to this deep mountain road.

As we go deeper, the mountains become increasingly steep and shrouded in clouds and mist. Nature's ruthless barrier separates the outside world from the depths of the mountains.

Jiang Qiuchen roughly estimated that at least fifteen minutes had passed since he woke up.

In this van moving at a relatively constant speed, she saw many similar, almost repetitive scenes. The mountains were eternal mountains, and the trees were eternal trees.

Everything looked like copy and paste, making it unrecognizable, and Jiang Qiuchen couldn't sort out any useful information.

The endless mountains outside the window were gradually swallowed up by the night. The van drove for a long time, from dusk to sunset.

Later on, Jiang Qiuchen couldn't even see the mountains and trees. Occasionally, a few stars penetrated the clouds, but they couldn't illuminate this desperate journey.

Jiang Qiuchen's thoughts were like this mountain road, winding and twisting, with no way out.

Halfway through the journey, Jiang Qiuchen also thought about whether he could kill Zhang San, snatch the car from him, and drive away by himself.

Unfortunately, after evaluating various conditions and factors, Jiang Qiuchen gave up the idea.

First, her hands were tied tightly behind her back, making it difficult for her to move. Not to mention attacking Zhang San, she couldn't even turn around properly.

Second, she was too thin. Long-term malnutrition had made her so thin that her bones protruded. If she really angered Zhang San, she would have her bones broken before she could even do anything.

Third, if she cannot subdue Zhang San and make him lose consciousness in a short period of time, then she will have to be prepared to endure Zhang San's angry counterattack, and may even be subjected to more malicious beatings and abuse.

So after comprehensive consideration, Jiang Qiuchen did not act rashly, but stayed quietly.

After constant bumps and bruises, the journey finally came to an end.

Zhang San stopped the car in front of an inconspicuous village, turned off the engine, opened the door, and drove towards where Jiang Qiuchen was.

"pat-"

The car door opened and Jiang Qiuchen was pulled down.

"Wake up, you've been sleeping all the way. We've already arrived."

"Cheer up and follow me inside."

Zhang San took out the briefcase tucked under his armpit, patted Jiang Qiuchen's head, took the hemp rope on the back of her hand, pulled it forward, and signaled her to follow his pace.

Jiang Qiuchen was pulled so hard by the sudden force that he staggered forward two steps without saying a word.

Maintaining his original silent and silly personality, he walked silently behind Zhang San.

The weather is getting cooler and it is getting dark quickly. Many villagers are holding their bowls, standing in groups of three or four under the street lights, chatting and eating dinner.

I don’t know which village official went to the countryside to help with poverty alleviation to build this street lamp. The bulb is covered with a layer of dust, and the light seems much dimmer.

Most of the people who came out to eat were men, with only a few women. The men were young and old, while the women were only elderly. Seeing Zhang San coming, they were not surprised at all, but greeted him in a familiar manner.

"Hey! Lao Zhang, are you here to do business again?"

"Long time no see, you look more stylish now!"

"You have a bulging wallet, you are worthy of being a big boss!"

Flattery came one after another from all directions. Zhang San was obviously very pleased and waved his hands left and right.

"Thanks to everyone! Thanks to everyone!"

A dark-skinned old man came up with a grin and continued to chat with Zhang San attentively.

"I feel like you haven't been coming as often as before in the past two years. Is it because it's hard to find goods outside?"

"But I really have to thank you. The college student you found for my son last time is different. He has a good brain and his grandchildren are also smart."

"In our small place, if he wants to go to school, he has to go outside. It's really troublesome. Fortunately, his mother knows a lot and can teach him to read at home. In this day and age, every penny saved is a penny earned."

Zhang San smiled without saying anything, just took out a cigarette from the box and handed it over.

The old man didn't usually get to smoke such good cigarettes. After taking the cigarette, he couldn't put it down and smoked it immediately, so he just put it behind his ear.

In between conversations, their eyes were looking at Jiang Qiuchen without any consideration.

Jiang Qiuchen's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his body was so thin that it was heartbreaking.

The clothes looked particularly worn and loose on her, and the outdated patterns had been washed so many times that they were difficult to recognize.

Her arms were as thin as dry branches, and the blue veins were extremely obvious against her pale skin.

Her hair had lost its luster and was dry and sparse. It was tied casually behind her head, with a few strands hanging down in front of her forehead, covering her eyebrows and eyes.

At first glance, she looked like a crazy woman who came out from somewhere.

Her messy hair covered most of her face, leaving only her pointed chin exposed. Apart from her skin being noticeably whiter, her shriveled body failed to arouse the slightest interest in these people.

A person's aesthetic taste is influenced by many factors, the most direct and profound of which comes from his or her living environment.

For people in this small village, the purpose of marrying a wife is to continue the family line, so only women with plump figures and big butts are more popular.

At this moment, Jiang Qiuchen felt a little fortunate because his thin body allowed him to temporarily avoid being surrounded by a group of smelly flies.

Of course, this doesn't mean being thin is good. Only your enemies would want you to be thin.

In the days that followed, Jiang Qiuchen had to make himself as strong as possible and accumulate a little bit of energy for future escape and resistance.

"This is the item that Old Lady Dong asked you to buy. It doesn't look very good. It's far inferior to the one I have at home."

"When my child first came, he was still a little hot pepper. He either cried or made a fuss every day. It was only after I beat him that he finally calmed down."

"But I have to say, she is quite exciting like that. There is something interesting in it."

"The one you brought this time is as skinny as a chicken. I'm afraid she'll faint on the bed. That silly boy from the Dong family is incredibly strong!"

The man started telling jokes as soon as he opened his mouth, making everyone around him laugh.