At this moment, the authorities took away Mrs. Luo and other villagers involved in human trafficking.
Just as the vehicle was driving away, Mrs. Luo's simple-minded son, not knowing where he came from, appeared with a shovel in his hands and chased after the car with fury, shouting as he ran, "Mom! Mom! Don't take my mom! Let her go!"
He kept running until suddenly, he tripped and the shovel in his hand pierced his own heart, killing him instantly.
Upon turning and seeing this scene, Mrs. Luo was stricken with grief, "My son! My son!"
What a sin!
Buying a child from the trafficker only to end up with nothing; not only was the child gone, the money gone, but now her only biological son was gone too.
She used to not believe that doing bad things would lead to retribution, but now she believed.
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