A rough, narrow wooden cart!
The planks are only half a meter square, the wood is rotten, with barbs, underneath are four broken wheels, and there is a thick hemp rope in front.
If you curl up and lie on the ground with your healthy foot, you can indeed slide slowly on the ground step by step.
However, the posture will be very, very ugly and humiliating.
Xiao Ning used to be on the side of the road and saw some beggars lying on this kind of simple wooden cart, begging along the street.
But it has never been so shocking to see a disabled girl and a wooden cart like this moment.
After all, the age of eleven or twelve should be the age of sitting neatly in a junior high school classroom, studying hard and having no distractions.
Even if the family is poor, even if it is physically disabled, the Empire still has compulsory education and minimum security, and it is still possible to go to school.
She really couldn't imagine what it would be like if she broke her arms and legs and humiliatedly lay on the ground and begged along the street at this age.
With red eyes, she lifted up the little girl hard: "Go, I'll take you to a safe place."
The little girl grabbed the railing, whimpered and said something, looked anxiously at the wooden cart on the ground, and refused to go.
Xiao Ning felt even more painful: "Are you afraid that this wooden wagon will be lost and there will be no transportation, right? Or, who made this wooden wagon for you, if you lose it, you will be beaten?"
The little girl bit her lip and nodded vigorously.
By default.
Xiao Ning was going mad with heartache.
She really can't see others suffering, let alone being such a young girl.
She took a deep breath and said softly: "Don't be afraid. I won't let you ride in a wooden cart like this anymore. I will take you to a safe place, take a bath, change clothes, go to the hospital for treatment, and help you go to the civil affairs department. Register and find a better orphanage to adopt you, where you can eat and wear, and go to school, okay? When you are 18 years old, you can work and earn money to support yourself, and you don’t have to look at other people’s faces anymore. Bullying and living a life, okay?"
During this period of working in a law firm, Xiao Ning's obvious improvement is that when something happens, her thinking will be more logical.
It's not a mere impulse to help the little girl.
But in my mind, I have quickly formulated a help plan to prove that this matter is feasible and there is follow-up, instead of forcibly taking responsibility.
The beautiful blueprint drawn by Xiao Ning brightened the little girl's eyes for a moment.
However, it was only a moment.
Soon, her eyes dimmed again, her teeth bit her lip, and she was completely bloodless: "Sister...and younger sister..."
"what did you say?"
"Sister... My sister was **** by them..." The girl may have not spoken for a long time, and her throat seemed to have been stabbed. When she spoke, she was slurred and incomplete.
But Xiao Ning still struggled to figure out what she meant: "You mean, you still have a younger sister in their hands? Who are they? Where did you tie your younger sister? They are also begging on the bridge like you. ?"
The girl listened to Xiao Ning's questioning, her eyes flushed, and Dou Da's tears fell down!
A bad premonition flashed across Xiao Ning's heart: This little girl's sister is probably worse than her.
What was it doing?
If she didn't know, it would be fine. Now this kind of utterly conscience happened before her eyes, and she really couldn't sit idly by.
After thinking about it, An Wanrui gave her one day to investigate the case.
She try again!
If there are any major clues to this day, she will come forward in the name of a law firm and file a complaint against those who have lost their conscience!
She doesn't believe it anymore. If you destroy a pair of twin sisters like this, can those people still live in this world wantonly?