Wu Nian lowered his head and glanced at the wrist that blocked him. There was a trace of being strangled, as if he was carrying something for many years, and then he left some mark.
Her eyes flashed, then she looked at that direction and asked, "Where is that?"
Li Fu smiled, "It's a pigpen. You said it's so inconvenient for a girl like you to go to a pigpen!"
Wu Nian smiled and said, "I have never seen what the pigpen looks like when I grow up so old. I have to visit it." The more he refused to let in, the more tricky he was inside.
Seeing that Di Wu Nian could not stop him, Li Fu tried to grab her wrist, but she did not expect that she would easily avoid it. "Get out of here, don't go in." While saying that, he ran towards Di Wu Nian. Le Youyou, who was standing behind, raised his kick and kicked him directly to the ground. His back was covered with a tingling sensation, and it was difficult to get up at this moment.
The fifth day attempted to push open the pigpen door, but because there was a lock on the door, it couldn't be pushed open.
Li Fu was inexplicably relieved. He thought that if the fifth thought could not be pushed open, there would be no other tricks.
Unexpectedly, the next second, she kicked open the locked pigpen door.
A trace of despair flashed in Li Fu's eyes, and his heart was full of uneasiness and uneasiness.
A foul stench that was almost fuming so that the fifth thought could not even open his eyes. She looked at the pigpen. It was about ten square meters. There were two pigs in the bottom, and they were still groaning for the bastards they stepped on on the ground. On the other side were straw, and a very thin quilt laying on it. A child in thin clothes laying on it. His face was pale and thin, and he was almost skinny and boneless, without a dozen meat on his body.
Since becoming a expectant mother, the fifth thought seemed to have not seen such a scene. My heart suddenly hurt. I stepped forward and touched the child's already cold hands. I had no pulse and my body was frozen. She couldn't help but take a deep breath. Unspeakable sadness hit her heart, and she slowly closed her eyes.
In this pigpen, what is left is the loneliness and despair of the child before his death. She let the Buddha see Jiang Xiaoshan's small body forming a ball, constantly patting the wall, and shouting weakly, "Uncle, give me some food!"
"Uncle, I miss my dad, take me to find my dad!"
"Woooo, uncle, I don't want to stay here, just let me out!"
He dragged his tired body and had to compete with pigs for food every day. The wind was too strong at night. He wanted to grab the thin quilt and wrap himself tighter, but it would still be cold to the point of trembling. Jiang Xiaoshan used his fingers to press the wall closest to his house, trying to dig a tunnel, and maybe he would go home in the next second, and answered his father's side instead of staying here. His uncle was so terrible.
When his uncle saw scratches on the wall, he beat him, and he screamed in pain.
He didn't understand why his uncle beat him and even beat him. The pig's miserable screams almost covered his voice, leaving him unable to ask for help.
In Jiang Xiaoshan's world, this is hell on earth, and he finally can't wait for his father to come to find him.
Dad is also a bad guy. He clearly said he wanted to buy him toys, but in the end his mother and uncle stole him. He remembered that Dad looked at his desperate eyes at the end.
It was so cold that he had started to feel sleepy...
Dad, I'll sleep for a while. When you come to find me, I'll wake up again. Do you think it's okay?
Oh, by the way, Xiaoshan also wants to eat the mohua you often buy, which is sweet and soft, and is extremely delicious.
Although I was very hungry, I couldn't resist the deep sleepiness.
Jiang Xiaoshan slowly closed his eyes, not knowing that his sleep was the end of his life.
The fifth nun shed tears silently. He was just a child, just a child. No matter who is right or wrong, how could he use a child to vent his anger?
She bowed and picked up Jiang Xiaoshan. She was obviously a seven-year-old child, but he was as thin as if he didn't have a few taels of meat.
Seeing that Di Wu Nian hugged Jiang Xiaoshan out, he immediately changed his face, "Who are you? Let go of the child."
Wu Nian looked at Li Fu coldly, "Don't you know he is dead?"
Dead?
Li Fu's whole body froze. Although he didn't like Jiang Xiaoshan, he never thought of letting him die!
There are so many people outside today. If this woman takes the child out, he will be over in his life. He doesn’t know how to pluck up the courage from there, and he gets up from the ground in a mess and rushes to the fifth thought to steal the child.
She slightly turned her body. Before Li Fu could react, Le Youyou kicked him hard at the back of the butt, and he had already pounced on the pigpen. He fell into the bumpy and uneven feces trash that was stepped on under the pig's feet.
He disgusted the pig manure stained on his face, and the indescribable smell made him disgusted frequently.
"Damn it!"
The stage built in front of him was the host who worked hard to make fun of it and sang old songs desperately. When the fifth day of the fifth day walked out with a thin little boy, the whole thing became quiet.
Wu Nian's eyes swept towards Min Yuchen who had already stood up. In an extremely quiet and depressing atmosphere, the words he said were very light, "Jiang Xiaoshan is dead."
Everyone's eyes touched the stiff and cold child in the arms of Wu Nian. They couldn't help but be shocked, and everyone howled at the top of their throats. They were suddenly barking. By the time Li Fu rushed over from the backyard, the scene was no longer under control.
He stepped forward and wanted to grab Jiang Xiaoshan in his arms. Min Yuchen picked up the bowl on the table and hit Li Fu's knees quickly and accurately. He did not fight back because of inertia.
The village chief took the lead and asked, "What the hell is going on?"
Li Fu gritted his teeth secretly, "Village Chief, this bitch woman killed our little mountain." After saying that, another empty bowl hit Li Fu's forehead. With a clang, he was hit before he could react.
Min Yuchen stepped forward, his cold and bloodthirsty eyes locked on Li Fu, "I don't mind sewing your mouth so that you can't speak for the rest of your life."
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Chapter completed!