The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Chapter 5, Human Trafficker_1

"Daohua, what are you looking at? It's time to go into the inn."

Yan Wentao saw Daohua constantly turning her head to look back and pulled on her hand. At the same time, he moved closer to her side, carefully protecting her to prevent the people around from bumping into her.

Daohua was quite attractive, even now dressed as a boy in coarse hemp clothes, she still stood out a great deal, quite eye-catching. After getting off the carriage, many people were looking their way.

Old Lady Yan also looked over: "Don't look around."

In the midst of their tugging, Daohua quickly withdrew her gaze, suppressed the unrest in her heart, and dared not turn back for another look.

She wasn't a real child. Through the corner of the curtain that had been lifted, the swollen purple-red delicate cheek that was revealed had instantly made her aware that something was amiss.

But she didn't dare to investigate the truth.

No other reason, but that stood next to the carriage were two burly men in the prime of their lives.

Soon, Daohua was pulled by Old Lady Yan into the inn, while Uncle Sun and Sun's wife, who had gone to park the carriage, also returned.

Old Lady Yan called for two guest rooms, one for her, Daohua, and Sun's wife, and the other for Uncle Sun and Yan Wentao to stay in.

"We've traveled a whole day; let's all go back to our rooms to rest," she said.

Old Lady Yan pulled Daohua along toward the room, and during this time, Daohua could hardly resist and turned her head back to look outside the inn once more.

Regrettably, the curtain of the carriage was now fully lowered, and from the outside, nothing seemed amiss.

However, the two strong men were still standing beside it.

Daohua glanced at the bulging areas around the men's waists, her eyes flickering uncertainly.

After returning to the room, Daohua became somewhat distracted. When the meal was served, she only ate a few bites hastily.

Seeing this, Old Lady Yan thought her granddaughter was exhausted from the journey and urged her to go to bed and rest.

At night, Daohua tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Every time she closed her eyes, the swollen purple-red youthful cheek would reappear in her mind.

Were they human traffickers?

Or some dirty secret of a wealthy family?

No matter what it was, it seemed like it was not something she could deal with, nor did she have the ability to do so.

The two burly men who might have concealed weapons around their waists obviously were ruthless. On her side, her grandmother, Uncle Sun, and Sun's wife were all old, and her third brother was just a 13-year-old boy—they had no power to confront them.

One careless move, and they might endanger themselves in the process.

"Why haven't you slept yet? Are you tired?" Old Lady Yan noticed her granddaughter was still awake, suppressing her drowsiness, and gently patted her back.

Looking at the old lady's tranquil face, Daohua's heart gradually calmed down. Her brain went blank, her eyelids grew heavier, and slowly she fell asleep.

The next morning, Old Lady Yan woke Daohua up early.

"There are more and more refugees on the roads; it's better for us to get to Linyi County earlier."

Old Lady Yan worried about the safety of the road and, after thinking it over, decided to quicken the pace of their journey.

After breakfast and checking out of the inn, Old Lady Yan led her grandchildren away from the inn. _{fгeewebnovёl.com}

When leaving, Daohua paid attention to the carriage in the inn and found that the suspicious carriage from yesterday was gone. Her feelings were mixed; she didn't know whether to be relieved (no need to worry about whether to save or not), or to worry about the people in the carriage.

Along the way, Daohua and the others saw more and more refugees.

And from time to time, they also witnessed some refugees robbing travelers.

For safety's sake, Old Lady Yan spent some silver to join a convoy from the Escort Bureau, and they hit the road together.

Due to the frequent robberies on the road, their travel speed was inevitably delayed. By the evening, the Escort Bureau couldn't make it to the designated inn and could only find a dilapidated temple to rest in.

As soon as they entered the dilapidated temple, Daohua's face changed instantly.

That carriage!

The carriage was tied up in the courtyard of the temple, and the two burly men squatted next to it, having lit a fire, now roasting a piece of meat whose identity was uncertain.

"Wuu wuu wuu~"

As everyone passed by the carriage, they heard sounds coming from inside and looked over.

At that moment, a woman laughed as she crawled out of the carriage: "The child at home is throwing a tantrum."

Hearing this, the people from the Escort Bureau said nothing and went straight into the temple.

Old Lady Yan's face grew stern; she tightly grasped Daohua and Yan Wentao and quickly followed the Escort Bureau people.

"Big Brother, there's something wrong with that carriage; there are at least a dozen children inside," a young man from the Escort Bureau whispered to the chief.

The chief of the Escort Bureau glanced back at the carriage in the courtyard, "When traveling outside, don't meddle in others' affairs."