Dressed as a peasant girl, full of happiness

Chapter 482 Escape from the Farm

"Then do you have the memories of the original owner, Yang Xiaocao?" Wei Yuchen asked.

"Yes, but it's all a mess of bullshit."

"Then find out how Yang Xiaocao came to this place? If it is not illegal, you can rest assured. If it is illegal, you must find countermeasures as soon as possible." Wei Yuchen reminded.

"Oh, I see." Yang Xiaocao, who had traveled through time, said. Then, she fell into memories.

Because the original owner had contacts with the spy Li Lin, he was also identified as a spy and was sent to a farm in the northwest for forced labor.

Life on the farm was long and hard, and after working day after day, Yang Xiaocao's hands were covered with thick calluses in just a few days. It almost exhausted all her strength and hope.

But her eyes gradually became more and more indifferent and numb, and her behavior became more and more dissolute.

As long as someone can give her a little benefit, she will disregard her sense of shame and let others do whatever they want.

One day, the farm's boss, a man with a rough appearance but a delicate heart, was attracted to Yang Xiaocao. Unlike those cold and ruthless supervisors, he had a little sympathy and curiosity for Yang Xiaocao's experience. Gradually, he began to secretly take care of her, reduce her workload, and even handed her a bowl of warm soup when she was exhausted. The warmth not only warmed her stomach, but also quietly fostered Yang Xiaocao's desire.

One night, the night was as dark as ink, the stars were hidden, and on the outskirts of the labor camp, there was a surge of uneasiness hidden in the silence.

Yang Xiaocao pressed tightly against the cold wire fence, her heart beating like a drum, and every beat seemed to challenge this seemingly insurmountable boundary.

"Xiao Cao, are you sure you want to take this road? Once you are discovered, the consequences will be disastrous."

Old Li, the farm manager, the middle-aged man who usually took good care of Yang Xiaocao, lowered his voice, his eyes full of reluctance and worry.

Yang Xiaocao turned her head with a determined gaze. Under the moonlight, her face looked particularly paranoid.

"Old Li, thank you for your care over the years. But I have things I must do and people I must see. This is not my world."

Old Li sighed, took out a shiny dagger from his arms, and gently placed it in Yang Xiaocao's hand.

"Take it, use it for self-defense. Once you leave this door, the sky is high and the sea is wide, but you still have to be careful."

Yang Xiaocao took the dagger, her fingertips trembling slightly, but not because of fear, but a complex emotion of gratitude and determination.

"Old Li, I will always remember your kindness. If one day I, Yang Xiaocao, can turn things around, I will never forget your kindness today."

After that, she took a deep breath, found the weakest link in the wire mesh, and carefully began to cut it using the tools that Lao Li had prepared for her. Time seemed to freeze, and every second seemed to be extremely long, until a slight "click" sounded, and a hole large enough for her to pass through quietly appeared.

"Hurry up, take advantage of the night." Lao Li urged, while vigilantly observing the surroundings to make sure that the patrolling guards were not alerted.

Yang Xiaocao said nothing more, and quickly passed through the cave entrance, her figure quickly disappearing into the night. She silently said in her heart:

"Goodbye, labor camp. I, Yang Xiaocao, am free from now on!"

Under the moonlight, Yang Xiaocao shuttled through the barren fields. Behind him was the labor camp that was gradually disappearing into the distance, and ahead was an unknown but hopeful journey.

Because they knew that as long as they escaped from the farm, the farm would report them as dead and no one would be sent to track them down.

So Yang Xiaocao relaxed after escaping from the farm. Along the way, she relied on selling her body to obtain daily necessities and headed all the way to the capital.

She knew she couldn't go back to her hometown, so she wanted to settle down in a big city.

In her limited mind, the largest city she knew was the imperial capital Beijing. She felt that as long as she went to the big city of Beijing, she could be free and let herself go.

Little did she know that the imperial capital could not only fulfill people's dreams, but also hide some people's sins. When she first stepped into the imperial capital, she had already stepped into a death trap.

At this time, Lao Li, the little leader who let Yang Xiaocao go, looked in the direction where Yang Xiaocao left, without taking his eyes off for a long time.

It's not that he didn't know whether his actions today were right or wrong, but when he faced the fragility and beauty of Yang Xiaocao's tearful eyes, his heart softened, and he couldn't help but want to agree to everything Yang Xiaocao asked for.

"I hope she can succeed..." Old Li murmured to himself, turned around and reintegrated into the depressing night. He felt relieved but also a little bit of imperceptible worry in his heart.