and Beggars Gang

There is a tree in the center of Qingnian Road in Wuling City, a hundred-year-old peach tree.

On October 2, 2000, a young woman took a 4-year-old boy off the back seat of a bicycle. She said to the little boy: "Wangwang, wait for your mother under this tree. Mom goes to the toilet and will be back soon."

The little boy sat on the stone guardrail under the tree and said, "Okay."

Ten minutes later, the young woman came back, but the little boy disappeared. The young woman's face turned pale, and she stood under a tree and asked passers-by. Half an hour later, panicked family members arrived one after another. They called the police and took photos of the child.

Ask at nearby intersections, stations and docks. During the investigation, the police learned that the little boy was taken away by a woman. When the young woman heard the news, she collapsed on the ground. The onlookers helped her up. Some well-meaning people suggested that she write

A missing person notice was posted on the street. After a while, the young woman took off her shirt in front of everyone, bit her finger, wrote a missing person notice on the clothes with her own blood, and hung it on a tree.

More and more people were watching, and the woman, who was only wearing a bra, finally burst into tears. She sat on the ground and clenched her fists like a madman, shouting at the top of her lungs. Waves of heartbreaking pain changed the tone of her voice.

What she said was even more tragic and horrifying, which is enough to make every mother cry:

"My son is lost, oh, what should I say? God, he is gone. He was kidnapped by a woman. People say they saw him. I kowtow to him, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand, please.

Please. Oh, it’s windy, it’s cold, and my son is only wearing a small jacket. Wangwang, where are you? I can hear your voice. You cry, you laugh, call me mom.

.My son was taken away by a trafficker. Trafficker, I spit on you, a trafficker who deserves to be cut into pieces and sent to hell. If a woman steals someone else’s child, I will skin you, beat your tendons, and drink your blood.

, chop off your fingers, you deserve to die! Damn it! Damn it! That’s the flesh that fell off my body, he is only 4 years old. No, no, no, I said the wrong thing, you are so merciful, give my child back

Me, okay? I can't live without him. You are also a woman. Do you still have a conscience when you hold someone else's child? If you want to sell the child for money, I am willing to pay ten times the money, a hundred times the money.

Buy my child back. Tell me where my Wangwang is. I am willing to crawl on the ground. I want to crawl to my child. I am willing to sell the house and get a loan. I will give you all the money. I just ask you not to hurt the child. Don’t ask for it.

The organs in the child. Please, you evil woman, you will go to hell, go to hell..."

The next day, she stood under the tree again, looking dull, as if she had aged ten years overnight. For several days, people passing by saw a woman talking to herself against the tree. She looked like a pale, dull,

A gloomy ghost. Sometimes, when someone pushing a flat cart selling walnut cakes passed by her, she would utter a series of vicious curses, but because her voice was hoarse, no one could hear what she was saying - she was already crazy.

Half a month later, in the Huacheng Railway Station Square, an old beggar led a little boy to beg with a chain. The little boy had his trousers rolled up and three shocking sores on his legs. Flies were buzzing around him.

Half a month ago, this little boy was still in kindergarten. All he could do was sing a few songs, memorize a few numbers, and tell a simple story. Like all children, he had a face like an apple and a face like a bird.

With the same voice, if he digs a hole in the ground with a small shovel and finds an earthworm, he will happily run to tell his mother, chatter endlessly, and excitedly say something that no one can understand into his mother's ears, and then what he does is

He fell asleep on the sofa with his teddy bear in his arms. When he woke up, he didn't want to eat. Although he was only 4 years old, he would raise his little face and say seriously, "Mom, I haven't eaten ice cream in more than ten years." He has

He has little trains, planes and armies, and he rules over all the stars in the sky and all the flowers on the ground, that is to say, he rules over happiness and joy.

When a child and a dog merge into one and move in front of you at the same time, the neck that should be wearing a necklace is tied with an iron chain, the eye sockets are sunken, and his eyes have changed from frightened to dull. He does not speak, does not

Smile again, don't even dare to cry, he just kneels and begs like that; when this child with a yellow face, skinny bones, covered in dust, tattered clothes, and unkempt hair appears in your sight unexpectedly - even under the sun,

What this child tells us is: darkness exists.

A child kneels on the ground, stating the sins of all mankind.

According to a report by the Ministry of Public Security, in 2004, a total of 1,975 cases of child abduction and trafficking were uncovered, and 3,488 children were rescued. This is just the number of cases solved, the tip of the iceberg, and there are more unknown contents under the sea. There is no such thing in the world.

What is more cruel than a mother losing her child? When traffickers abduct one child, it is equivalent to destroying three or four families. How many parents who lost their children have become mentally disturbed, and how many grandparents have never been able to afford the disease?

In our country, the crime of abducting women and children is punishable by a fixed-term imprisonment of not less than five years but not more than ten years. Bai Baoshan, the main criminal in Criminal Investigation Case No. 1, was sentenced to four years in prison for stealing a few pieces of clothing; Ma Qingxiu was sentenced to three years in prison for the crime of huge amounts of property of unknown origin.

The sentence was suspended for five years. The amount involved in the case amounted to 9.31 million yuan (the maximum penalty for the crime of huge property of unknown origin is five years).

We can't help but ask, has the balance of the current law been tilted?

At both ends of the scale, is it sometimes too light and sometimes too heavy?

Not only that, we also have to question every pair of bare feet, why are there no shoes? Just look deeply through the ragged holes and you will find a world of suffering.

We should face up to this, because this is what we ourselves created.

That human trafficker and that woman are Gu Li.

After Cuban was imprisoned, Guli wandered around with Balang. She thought about working, but couldn't find one. She wanted to visit Cuban in prison, but gave up the idea because she was also involved in drug trafficking.

and bank robbery. During the days of wandering, she missed the grape trellises and cotton fields in her hometown, and missed the ordinary life in the past. In the end, she felt that she had no choice but to sell her son to a man in Shanxi.

farmer.

At that time, when Guli took the money and walked to the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, she farted. She giggled, laughed and cried again.

She returned to that house, and the honest buyer - the farmer with a bare house - asked her why she came back. She said: "I can't bear to leave the child, I will say a few words to the child." She held Balang in her arms,

Whisper in his ear: "Ten days later, if you sneak out of his house, I will wait for you under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, and I will pick you up again. Remember?"

Balang nodded as if he had some understanding.

She had only played this kind of trick three times. The second time, she sold Balang to Guizhou. When she ran away with Balang a few days later, the whole village was holding torches.

Chasing after her. The third time, she sold Balang to an old man in Huacheng named Apar, who made a living by begging.

Let me briefly explain here that in developed cities such as Huacheng and Shenzhen, there are a large number of professional beggars. Take the beggars near the hotel bus station in Shenzhen and Shanghai as an example. Several beggars from Henan only need to see the traffic light turn red.

, they would shout: "The light is red, get on quickly! Be fierce, the light will be gone as soon as it turns green!" They kept bowing to the vehicles waiting for the red light to beg for money. Each of them earns about 70 yuan a day.

2,000 yuan per month. This figure is very attractive to farmers, so people continue to join this group. Some families come out to beg together, and there is even a whole village of villagers who form a team to beg.

Apar is a professional beggar.

At first, he walked around the streets with a wooden stick and a broken teapot, earning very little. Later, he brought a disabled child from his hometown, a baby girl with a crooked mouth and drooling eyes, and sat at the door of the kindergarten every day.

.The entrance to the kindergarten is indeed the best place to beg. Parents who pick up and drop off their children can easily transform their love for their children into sympathy for the "grandfather and grandson".

In 1999, the year when chrysanthemum one-yuan coins were issued, Apar went to the bank to exchange two boxes of coins every month. One box was one yuan, brand new and shiny, and each coin had a chrysanthemum on it;

It's five cents, yellow, and exudes light like gold.

In April 2000, his cash cow, the sick baby, died. In late September, Guli sold Balang to him for 4,000 yuan. He was disappointed with Balang because Balang was too healthy and too old.

A little old, he expressed to Gu Li that he was willing to pay a high price to buy a child under 4 years old. On October 6, Gu Li brought a crying child.

In Apar's residence, a rental house in Tianhe District, Huacheng, he and Gu Li had such a conversation:

Appal shook his head and said, "I can't accept this child."

Gu Li asked: "Why?"

Appal said: "He is too cleanly dressed. Look, these clothes, these shoes, these arms and hands are too tender. Where did you steal them? The parents of the child are not crazy about it. They will."

Whoever comes up will beat me to death."

Gu Li made a breaking gesture with both hands: "You can cripple him."

Appal said: "You can't do anything that is unconscionable."

Gu Li said: "You have a good heart."

Apar said: "Unless you sell it cheaply."

Gu Li said: "You tell me a price."

Appal said: "4000, for the sake of my fellow villagers."

Gu Li said: "Deal, give me the money."

Apar said: "What kind of money should I give? We are even, you take Balang away and keep this kid. Your little Balang, he won't go to the streets with me to beg for food. He feels embarrassed and even takes a small knife."

, poke me, play outside all day long, come back to eat when you are hungry, you'd better take it away."

Gu Li cursed: "Ah Nang is dead (expletive), I will take Balang away in a few days."

That night, it started to rain lightly. Appal sat at a small round table and drank. He taught his children to call him grandpa. If the children didn't shout, he would hit the ground with his cane and say, "I will be your grandpa from now on."

Balang came back humming a song, grabbed the boiled sheep's hooves on the table and ate them. He saw a little boy tied to the leg of the bed and asked, "Who is this?"

Apar said: "I bought it and will take him to the streets tomorrow."

Balang said: "Then I will put makeup on him first."

Balang smeared the oil on the little boy's clothes and poured the cigarette ashes on the little boy's head. The little boy cried.

"This makes you look like a little beggar. Don't cry." Balang took out a butterfly knife and threatened.

The little boy stepped back in horror.

"What's your name?" Balang stabbed the little boy in the stomach with a knife.

"Wangwang." The little boy replied. He was so scared that he almost cried, but he didn't dare.

"Wangwang." Balang repeated the name and laughed, "You are a puppy. I will call you puppy from now on."

"Puppy, where are you from?"

The little boy shook his head.

Balang patted his forehead and changed his question method: "Where is your home?"

The little boy thought for a while: "Building 4, Guanghua Community, Qingnian Road, Wuling." He said it very skillfully, and it seemed that his mother had taught him a lot.

Apar said: "If you dare to talk about Wuling again——"

The old beggar raised his cane as if to hit him: "I'll beat you until you jump around."

"Your mother doesn't want you anymore." Balang said.

The little boy rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and started to cry.
To be continued...