Kidnapping for debt repayment

  At this time, he was still wearing the same clothes he had worn ten days ago when he returned from outside Luoyang City. They were now dirty and tattered, and even the beggars on the streets of Luoyang City were cleaner than him.

  He held a bulging package in his hand, containing one hundred taels of genuine gold and silver.

  He had just returned to Luoyang City and hadn't even gone home, but instead let Zhu Zi stop the car in the south of Luoyang City and walked alone towards Zhang's Tofu Stall.

  Now he only wants to drink a bowl of delicious soy milk from Zhang's tofu stall, and then lie on the river embankment blowing in the evening breeze, and sleep well.

  When he arrived at Zhang's tofu stall, he couldn't believe his eyes, so he rubbed them hard, no mistake, this was indeed where Zhang used to set up his stall.

  That old banyan tree with an old man often sitting in a rocking chair under it smoking water pipe, and the stone embankment not far from the river where he often takes a nap.

  The Zhang's tofu stall had changed beyond recognition, making him wonder if his eyes were playing tricks on him.

  The Zhang's tofu stall was in a mess at this time.

  Broken tables and chairs were scattered all over the ground, with tofu stall's stove also smashed to pieces, and shards of pots and pans everywhere.

  The guests who used to be crowded are now nowhere to be seen.

  There is no doubt that Zhang's tofu stall was smashed by a group of people in the most violent way.

  Zhen Ming hesitated for a moment, then turned around and rushed home wildly...

  ……

  As they rushed into the Zhang family's courtyard, what suddenly caught Zhen's attention was a blood-soaked donkey head hanging on the door frame.

  It was Zhang's little donkey.

  At this time, only one donkey head was left, a terrifying blood stain in the yard had dried and turned grayish-brown. Judging from the splattered blood stains, it seemed that at the time, someone used a sharp blade, knife or axe to suddenly chop off the donkey's head, causing its blood to spray 4-5 meters away. The bloodstains on the snow-white wall of Song Lao's house indicated just how frightening the scene must have been.

  On the wall was written in donkey blood eight bloody big characters: "Repay debts, no money arrest people".

  Apart from this, the only valuable stone mill in the courtyard has been moved away. The house where Song Lao lived and Zhang's side room have been searched clean, all the valuable furniture has been dismantled and taken away, even the tiles on the roof have been lifted, and the house is basically left with only earth and rubble.

  Zhen Ming rushed into Zhang's room, which was in disarray, with Zhang's clothes torn to shreds scattered all over the place.

  Zhen's face turned extremely ugly, he carefully looked around and his eyes finally stared at the 4-inch painting on the ground, which had been trampled to the point where the pattern on it was almost invisible.

  He walked forward, bent down and picked it up, confirming that it was one of the photos he had printed out using his mobile phone's printing function for Yang Dang.

  He furrowed his brow and carefully searched the room again, but found nothing except some of Zhang's personal belongings.

  He turned and walked out of the courtyard gate, just a few steps away, when he heard someone shouting behind him: "Zhen Ge'er, Zhen Ge'er, is that you?"

  Zhen Mingsu turned his head in the direction of the sound, and found an old woman peeking out from behind a large tree at the corner of the street not far away, with a look of surprise on her face, beckoning to him.

  By her side was a little girl of five or six years old.

  Zhen Mingkuo recognized the two of them at a glance, they were exactly the two people he met when he went to the back door of Hong Xiang's house to collect porridge, and also because these two had offended Fei Long's fellow villager, so they had a bit of a connection.

  The little girl saw Zhenming was in trouble and happily jumped up and down shouting "Big Brother".

  Zhen Ming walked up to the two of them with a bitter smile, reached out and gently patted the little girl's head: "Little Que'er, long time no see, you've grown taller again."

  The old lady looked around nervously, saw that there was no one else around, and then whispered: "Zhen Ge, let's take a step aside to talk. Xiao Que, you stay here and watch out, if someone comes, call me."

  "Oh." The little girl responded with a sound, and then played alone under the tree.

  Zhen Ming followed the old woman to a secluded corner on the street, and the old woman asked: "Zhen Ge'er, how did you end up here?"

  I live around here.

  "Do you know my niece?"

  "His niece?"

  "Weren't you just coming out of her house?"

  "Is Zhang Laobanniang your niece?" Zhen Mingxu's face was full of surprise.

  The old woman nodded: "This relationship is actually quite far away, my niece and I came to Luoyang to rely on her, it took two months to find her recently. Do you know my niece?"

  Zhen Ming nodded slightly: "Consider it acknowledged."

  "That's great, you quickly help me find her, she's in trouble!"

  "What happened? I haven't been in Luoyang for the past few days, and I remember that Old Lady Zhang was fine ten days ago. Today, when I went to her tofu stall to have a bowl of soy milk, I found it had become like this."

  The old woman's eyes turned red as she spoke, her voice trembling with sobs: "Heavens are really cruel! Such a good girl, filial, gentle and considerate, if it weren't for her, my grandson and I would have starved to death on the streets long ago. She herself didn't live well, but still took care of us two. Such a good girl was matched with such an evil-hearted husband, now she's been tricked into losing even her home, who knows where she's been sold to? Heavens are really cruel! Why not strike those wicked people dead with lightning?! Throw them down to the eighteenth level of hell..."

  The old woman spoke with tears streaming down her face, and by the end she was sobbing uncontrollably.

  "Lin, don't cry first, when did this happen?" The old lady gradually stopped crying and said: "Three days ago, I went to her tofu stall to collect living expenses. As soon as I arrived at the tofu stall, I saw a group of thugs with axes and clubs rushing to the front of the stall, smashing everything including tables, chairs, stoves, pots, bowls, and pans. My niece was taken away by them along with her cart, saying they wanted to take someone as collateral for debt. I followed them from afar until we arrived at my grandson's house, but neither they nor my granddaughter were there. I sneaked into the courtyard and was so scared that I almost fainted. The courtyard was covered in blood, and a bloody donkey head was hanging at the entrance. Everything had been moved away, even the tiles on the roof were removed..."

  "What about her husband?"

  "I never saw her husband, I'm just an old woman, can't think of any way to stop them, and could only watch as they took my niece away."

  "Have you reported to the authorities?" "I have, and Xiaojie and I have been waiting here for two days already. No one from the government has come to investigate. Nowadays, officials won't do anything for you without some silver greasing their palms."

  Focus on typing, head down and upload, don't look at the miserable data. Today I accidentally saw that a grassroots bookworm brother voted for an evaluation vote, thank you, thank you.