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Author: Yan Aihua
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Publish Date: 2006-09-01
Features: Sold him, knocked him down, kicked him to death
Introduction: There's an old saying that even tigers don't eat their own cubs, but today the three new tales I've set forth show that humans are worse than beasts, reaching out with poison toward their own flesh and blood.
Sold him
On June 20, 2006, in a police station in Qingdao City, a four-year-old boy was carried into the reception room by the police. His face was filled with terror. His instincts first led him to notice a young woman standing in the corner. As his gaze swept over her face, the woman suddenly lowered her head. Just as the boy turned his attention to the restless young man and the old man beside him, they both rose simultaneously and rushed toward him. The young man grabbed the child into his arms, while the old man gently stroked the boy's hair with a trembling hand, murmuring, "Mao Mao, Grandpa missed you so much."
Startled by the sudden turn of events, the boy looked around desperately for the police officer he had just seen and screamed at the top of his lungs, "Auntie, I want to go home." The officer who had brought the child in stepped forward and gently held the boy's small hand, saying, "Child, this is your home. Your name isn't Xiao Xiao—you should be called Mao Mao. This is your father, and this is your grandfather."