When he was seven years old, Duan Min was personally put into a trafficker's car by his biological father and exchanged a wad of banknotes.
Her stepmother broke her ribs, and her father coaxed her out of the house, then turned and handed her over to a stranger. She escaped, was injured and hungry, and fainted in the mud of Ma Tou Gou. She was picked up by her grandmother and young man Feng Zheng and took her home.
Feng Zheng applied medicine on her, taught her how to write, and named her Feng Pingan. I wish you a safe life and no more suffering.
One day, he accidentally saved a pregnant woman. She and Feng Zheng were sent to the health center, but they were targeted by someone behind the scenes.
On Sunday afternoon, Feng Zheng went to school as usual and never came back. My grandma fell ill and passed away. On the night of the funeral, my cousin came to the house to make trouble. He pushed and pushed the candlestick over, and the old house burned to ashes. She took advantage of the chaos and left, becoming a homeless soul.
And Feng Zheng disappeared completely.
Sixteen years later, she came back.
She investigated Feng Zheng's affairs from scratch, and gradually approached Chen Xiaowei and the person who took the lead in beating Feng Zheng. She unexpectedly met Feng Qingxu, and the two began to join forces.
And Chen Zhuan, a person with status and status in the county, is also the protective umbrella of human traffickers.
They thought that what happened back then was already rotten in the ground.
Little did they know that the two people who crawled out of the traffickers' den had all the evidence of their crimes in their hands.
Justice is late but arrives
He once gave me a name, and I gave him the truth.
They put the devil in jail with their own hands.
Feng Ping'an is the rusty knife wrapped in velvet, and Feng Qingxu is the piece of velvet.
Collect me and take you to witness a trial that is sixteen years late.
Parallel world, purely fictional.
Purpose: I wish there would be no crutches in the world!