Chapter 1558    Practical Difficulties

"He wants you to take her away."

Liu Dan spoke lightly.

"What?"

Wang Hui was stunned.

"Let you take his granddaughter to live a good life."

Liu Dan sighed, "He said, Chinese people are good people and rich!"

The meaning here is very clear. As long as the girl can escape from the sea of ​​suffering, nothing matters.

Even if a Muslim girl is allowed to marry a foreigner, as long as she can... survive.

Wang Hui looked at the girl in front of him.

He looked like sixteen or seventeen years old, thin and big eyes, wrapped in a black robe - Buka, with dodging and fear and...a hint of desire in his eyes.

Before coming here, Wang Hui noticed that "students" soldiers were smearing billboards with female images on the street.

Buka, Cador and Abaya are all dressed.

However, no woman dares to wear clothes she likes like a Chinese girl, even revealing her sexy look.

However, compared to the last time the "student" took power, the rules this time were much more moderate.

Women go out without men's company and can go to and from get off work alone.

This is a huge progress for "students".

Wang Hui respects other people's customs, so naturally he won't say anything.

However, he was not a noble man in ancient times, so he took away the girls from kind families at will.

The old man was so excited that he gestured to Wang Hui, and told him that Liu Dan was roughly translating, in short, hoping that Wang Hui would take the girl away and live a good life, otherwise he would starve to death with the old man.

Even Sharif interrupted and said that if Wang Hui wanted to take the girl away and he could help.

Wang Hui naturally refused, and Sharif didn't force himself, but just comforted the old man and took the two of them away.

After walking out of here, Sharif explained the situation to Wang Hui with some apology.

The old man is Sharif's distant elder.

That girl was the old man's only granddaughter.

Because the girl's father worked for the previous government and had hurt "students", the girl's father was hanged after the "students" entered Kabul.

Even if the girl gets married now, her life will not be much better.

Because of the bad "ingredient" of the family, those who want to marry her don't have the courage, and those who have the courage don't want to marry her.

Being trapped in a dead end.

Sharif smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, if you don't want to take her away, as long as she has a precious virginity, you just need to exchange for supplies."

Wang Hui waved his hands repeatedly.

This is simply...unthinkable.

"To be honest..." Sharif said, "We still have some supplies.

You have also seen that there is still a supply of food and daily necessities, but the key is that there is no money.

After we returned to Kabul, many former government employees did not have jobs and had no income for several months, and now many people are being owed wages.

On the other hand, you also know that the US dollar that we have in the United States has been frozen.

Now, in order to ensure that there is no run, we have to restrict the withdrawal of money from the bank and the withdrawal of foreign exchange.

So, everyone has no money to spend."

Speaking of this, Wang Hui and Liu Dan learned from insiders what difficulties are in Kabul and even the entire Afghanistan.

This is another dead knot.

While thinking, suddenly a figure fell in front of Wang Hui, raised his hands high, and said something with a sad expression.

Sharif's men wanted to drive them away, but Sharif stopped them.

Wang Hui saw clearly that the other party was a disabled person.

Both legs were cut off from the middle of the thigh, and their hands were covered with thick gloves, which were supported on the ground to support the weight of their bodies.

"What is he talking about?"

Wang Hui asked.

"He said that the Chinese are all messengers sent by Allah, and I hope you can give him some money. He also said that another Chinese messenger gave him money two days ago..." Sharif said helplessly.

"Why is his legs gone?"

Wang Hui asked.

Sharif asked immediately.

When the disabled person answered, he raised his head, his face was not sad, but only numbness.

"He said that his parents and several brothers and sisters died during the war, and now he is the only one who is left."

Wang Hui felt a little nervous.

This man with his legs is not over thirty years old.

In China, young people of this age should be working hard for their careers, yelling their boss while calculating overtime pay.

Young Chinese people have their own difficulties.

Young people in Afghanistan also have their own difficulties.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not consistent, but Wang Hui can feel them.

The man's begging attracted many people around him to stop.

Among them were women with miserable faces, children with dirty faces, drug addicts with haggard appearances, and many disabled people who, like young people, lost their bodies in the war.

There is no light in their eyes.

There is no future in their dictionary.

They don’t even know if they will last until tomorrow.

Wang Hui watched a middle-aged woman slowly fall down along the wall not far ahead, motionless.

Someone walked over and looked at it, then shook his head, and directly found the patrol soldiers and asked them to deal with the bodies.

This is the most painful picture Wang Hui has seen in his life.

The corners of his eyes were a little wet.

First of all, as a human being, I felt the pain of the same kind.

This pain drags a country with mineral abundance into a muddy abyss, and even a person responsible for such humanitarian disasters cannot be found.

Or, the country that should be responsible for the past has disintegrated.

The country that is responsible now has retreated.

Things seem to have never happened, but the pain brought to ordinary people is endless.

Liu Dan looked at a dirty little girl and wanted to pay.

But Wang Hui stopped him.

He gestured to the surroundings with his eyes.

There are not only homeless wanderers on the streets, but also addicts with green eyes.

Due to historical reasons, the drug problem has never been solved.

Giving money to the little girl is equivalent to letting her die at the hands of an addict.

"That's so pitiful!"

;Liu Dan also wiped the corners of his eyes.

A tear stayed on her cheeks, and Wang Hui subconsciously raised his hand and wiped her gently: "I can do something."

“Yes, we can do something.

The city of Kabul is like this, and you can imagine the countryside.”

A sense of compassion arose in Liu Dan's eyes.

...

After seeing all living beings, Sharif finally brought the two of them to the hotel.

Before entering the door, a call came from behind.

Everyone looked back and saw that it was the little girl who almost left with Wang Hui just now.
To be continued...