My niece is my elder brother’s third child and she is a member of the superborn guerrillas. My sister-in-law often says that this mistress is very much needed and she will either be rich or suffer hardships in the future.

My niece’s name is Juanzi. The “Land Contract Responsibility System” was implemented when she was born. My eldest brother and sister-in-law went to the fields to harvest crops, so they left Juanzi in my care.

I was also a child at that time, only a few years older than my niece. I had all the attributes of innocence, playfulness, curiosity, naughty, annoying, and lovable attributes that I had as a child.

A few friends and I run around the world all day long, and my niece is my little tail, taking her with me wherever we go.

One day, the friends proposed to go fishing in the Xihe River. We took shovels, washbasins, nets, baskets, and buckets. My niece was very happy and ran ahead of us happily.

We found a section of the river that had stopped flowing, and used shovels to seal it into a small earthen dam. We then placed the basket in the middle of the earthen dam, and some friends began to pick up the washbasin and find the direction of the basket. Splashing water, splashing water, accompanied by the cheers of her friends, Juanzi jumped around to pick up small fish, covered with mud and river water.

After all the small fish were caught, someone went to collect firewood nearby, someone brought a broken cooking pot from home, and someone found a few bricks in the grass to prop up the pot. After a while, the water boiled, and the small fish rolled up and down in the pot. The fragrance of the small fish floated far and wide...

My niece followed me, and she was dark and shiny from the sun, but she I am very happy, never tired, crying or making trouble, and sometimes can give me advice.

We were all hungry. I jumped on the table and picked up the basket of steamed buns. The basket was empty. My niece said: "Sister-in-law, let's boil eggs?" I said: "Where are the eggs?" She pulled me to the chicken coop.

The chicken nest was in an old basket on the window sill. A black and white hen was lying in the chicken nest. We reached out to pick up the eggs, but before we could reach the bottom of the nest, the hen grabbed us. It pecked back, then stretched out its hand and was pecked back again. My niece took a long bamboo pole and poked it into the henhouse. When the old hen laid the nest, we took out the eggs.

My niece and I boiled seven eggs in a bucket of water. My niece worked very hard and pulled the bellows loudly. Before the eggs were cooked, we turned into panda faces.

Before the fire under the stove was extinguished, we couldn't wait to take out the eggs. We were dumbfounded when we peeled the eggs open. Inside were bloody chickens. We were so frightened that we randomly picked up a small piece of dirt. Pit, quickly throw the eggs in and bury them.

When my sister-in-law came back from the fields, she saw the old hen wandering around under the chicken coop, crowing as she went. Only my niece and I could hear the resentment of the old hen. My sister-in-law asked us, what happened to the old hen? My niece and I both said, "I don't know."

The next day, my old yellow dog sniffed the eggs and picked them out. He waggled his tail happily and ate the eggs. My sister-in-law asked my niece and me: "Where did the old yellow dog get it?" Eggs?" My niece and I said, "I don't know." A few years later, my sister-in-law said that she actually knew that it was us who boiled the eggs in the hen's nest. The reason why she didn't expose it was because she was afraid of scaring us.

As soon as the adults went out to work in the fields, we were free from restraints. When we got tired of playing, we started to look for other things. My friends came to us and asked me and my niece if the watermelons in the North could be eaten. Not going? There is no reason not to go, we are very happy.

A friend said that a person should be left on guard at the edge of the field to give a shout when he saw someone coming. My niece was recommended by everyone to stay. As soon as we entered the field and before we touched the melons, we heard my niece's timid cry, "Hey, someone is coming." We were so frightened that we hurried out of the field.

"A false alarm" is not a melon-watching old man, but a passerby. My friends and I had just picked a few, when my niece's timid cry came again, "Hey, someone is coming." We rushed out quickly again, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was the cannon seller from the neighboring village.

Before entering the field, several of my friends and I scolded my niece. If you call us when you are right, you will break out in a cold sweat before the melon is even stolen.

My niece was very interested this time. We were almost caught by Lao Litou, and she panicked and shouted, "Oh, someone is coming." My friends and I crawled out of the melon patch without thinking about picking out the good ones.

In a cornfield, we gathered in a circle to share the melons. My niece only got two shriveled melons. My niece felt very wronged and burst into tears on the spot. Her friends were also very annoyed. She said that if you hadn't shouted when you saw Lao Li Tou, we could have gotten more. My niece said, "It's all because Lao Li Tou changed his clothes today. I didn't dare to shout because I couldn't tell."

After my niece went to school, we spent less time together, and sometimes we did homework together. One day she asked me: "Sister-in-law, where do you most want to be when you grow up?" I said: " I most want to go to Tiananmen Square in Beijing." My niece asked me again: "Sister-in-law, have you ever thought about marrying somewhere else?" I said, "I haven't thought about it, but I'm afraid of going far away."

The year I got married, my niece was in the third grade of junior high school. She occasionally comes to my house to have a meal and chat. When I gave birth to my eldest daughter, my sister-in-law and her niece came to borrow money from me.

My niece told me that she didn’t want to stay at home, she wanted to see the outside world. I know my niece, and the decision she makes will not be changed easily. I give her everything I can.

My niece has not been home to celebrate the New Year for several years. Apart from sending some money and clothes home, she rarely makes phone calls.

A niece came back during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there was a young man from the south with her. My first impression of this young man was that he was smart and rich. I pulled my niece aside and said to her: "Juanzi, this boy can only make friends, not be entrusted with him for life."

What I said was true. My niece called me and said that the southern guy wanted to open a shop with her and invest in the business together. My niece invested 20,000 yuan in the early stage, and he invested 5,000 yuan. The business went bankrupt not long after.

My niece said that after the shop closed, the proprietress next to her house said that the young man was very carefree. When her niece was not in the shop, she would invite other girls to pick out clothes. When her niece went to purchase goods, he would bring her to spend the night. .

I said to my niece, now that you know it’s not too late, just treat the 20,000 yuan as tuition fee.

My niece continues to stay out of town. I have tried to persuade her to come back many times but she has refused. The niece said that she would live the life she wanted through her own efforts.

One day when my husband came back from the town government, he told me that something happened to Juanzi. A friend from the police station told him privately that Juanzi was involved in a pyramid scheme.

I was afraid that if my elder brothers and sisters-in-law found out about this, they would not be able to bear the blow, so I did not tell them. In fact, even if I told them, they would not be able to solve it. I still have to worry about them and try to comfort them. . So I hid it silently. I was very anxious and sometimes couldn't sleep at night.

My husband and I invited a friend from the police station to have dinner and asked him if there was any way to get Juanzi out. The friend said that Juanzi’s current situation is that she is unwilling to come out. She has been seriously brainwashed. Unless the police station Bring out evidence to prove that she has violated the law and bring it to trial.

My friend said that it was illegal to forge evidence and he did not dare to take the risk. Later, my friend was so frustrated by us that he had no choice but to reluctantly agree to go with us, but he was not sure that we would get it done.

We and our friends worked hard and finally brought our niece out of a dilapidated building. She was very stubborn and did not cooperate with us at all. She would not eat, drink or talk to us.

My husband and I each held her arm and dragged her to the station. When she saw a police patrol coming, she shouted for help, saying that we were human traffickers. The police took out their walkie-talkies, and soon a car arrived. A police car roared in, and a dozen heavily armed police officers jumped out of the car.

This time, thanks to a friend following him, he took out his ID and tried to explain to no avail. We were all taken to the police station. After my friend’s strong request, the police station implemented it for him. identity.

The police chief is a man with a strong sense of justice. He said that you are more than two thousand miles away from home, and there is no telling what might happen on the way. If something goes wrong and the child jumps out of the car, it will be very dangerous. I will send a car. I'll send you back, and we'll bring Juanzi home safely. This thing has always warmed us.

The work at home was even more difficult. Juanzi did not appreciate our kindness at all. She cried and made a fuss with me, saying that I had ruined her bright future and that she would hate me forever.

I searched everywhere on the Internet, how can I help people who have made mistakes in MLM quickly get out of their misunderstandings? How to quickly communicate with people who are doing MLM? How to get along with the MLM people you just rescued? How to make MLM people recognize the dangers?

In addition to searching online, I also went to the city to consult with lawyers, experts and professors, and people I trusted for their opinions.

I didn't dare to tell my neighbors and people around me. People's words are terrible. They don't know what's going on and they think my niece is something like that. My niece wants to get married well, so I want to protect her.

Now my niece is still stubbornly confronting me. I consulted online and found a closed school for adults. I want to send her there. I am not afraid of the high tuition, but I am afraid that it will be a disguised mental hospital. (To be continued)

[Day 16 of Wujie 365 Extreme Challenge Daily Update Camp]