In the village.

In the mansion.

The little boy packed up the dishes and placed them neatly aside.

The night has completely fallen, and the temperature will inevitably drop a little further at night.

The little boy rubbed his hands to keep warm, and kept breathing.

Bang bang bang!

Candles had already lit up in the room, and heavy slashing sounds came from inside.

"Damn it! Damn it! I'm so annoying! Why do you always have these messy things? You can't finish chopping them, and you can't cook them even if you cook them!"

The sound of men cursing came from the kitchen.

He raised his bloody and heavy kitchen knife and chopped the flesh and bones of unknown origin on the chopping board.

Then some chopped meat bones were thrown into the hot iron pot.

Some meat was already boiled in the iron pot, and the strong meat fragrance did not spread in the kitchen.

In the small hall, the woman sat next to the candlelight to make up for it. She heard the man's cursing voice and had a gloomy face.

"Chop chop! You know how to chop them every day! What's the use of chopping them! You can't even save your own children, you live so cowardly! A waste!"

"Shut up!" the man shouted angrily.

Meow Meow Meow!

There were sounds of cats outside the room, and the woman seemed even more irritable.

She threw the needlework on her hand aside, stood up with a gloomy face, walked towards the woodshed and picked up the hatchet.

"It's so noisy! It's so noisy!" She cursed and walked into the backyard.

After a moment, the cat's meow stopped completely.

The woman walked into the kitchen with a bloody hatchet.

With a bang, she threw a rib that was unknown to her on the cutting board.

There are some internal organs stuck to it.

The man showed a hideous smile on his face, and the kitchen knife in his hand was even more crazy.

Listening to the movements coming from the room, the little boy was so scared that he trembled all over.

"My father started again..."

"I want to do it quickly, otherwise my parents will scold me again later..."

"It's so cold."

The little boy said in a tender voice.

He picked up the small wooden barrel beside the well and threw it into the well, starting to fetch water.

"It's too cold, so you need to use hot water to wash it."

"I miss my brother, it would be great if my brother was still here..."

"Brother is here, so parents won't do this."

"Brother is here, and he will occasionally bring some candy back for me to eat..."

"I don't know where my brother went..."

The little boy shook his head.

"You should boil more and boil the hot water for parents to wash their faces and feet at night, otherwise they will say that I'm wasting firewood later."

"I obviously picked up these dry firewood from outside..."

"It's obvious that they don't do anything..."

"I do the work in the field, I make the rice, and I wash the dishes..."

The little boy muttered in a low voice.

He had no idea that his parents had been standing behind him silently, holding up the bloody kitchen knife and hatchet in his hands.

Under the moonlight, blood was mixed on the cold knife surface, and a strange red light flashed.

Their faces were ferocious and full of madness.

But somehow, he put down his raised hands again and walked back to the room dullly.

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, a sound came from the gate of the house.

The little boy set the pulled wooden barrel aside.

"Who?" the little boy ran to the door.

"Is anyone?" A man's voice came from outside the door.

"Who are you?" the little boy asked, obviously a little alert.

“I am a traveler passing by here, passing by here.

It’s like the cold and the road is hard to walk at night, so I want to stay here for a night.

We won't live in vain, just stay for one night and give you three big copper coins." The man's voice seemed very gentle.

The little boy was a little moved when he heard that he was rich.

My parents haven't gone out to work for a long time. They just rely on him to do some miscellaneous work, and the family can't get rid of the blame.

It’s already a lot to get three large copper coins if you only stay for one night.

He hesitated for a moment, thinking that his parents were all at home, so he opened a small crack in the door.

But when he saw that there were three people outside, and each of them was carrying weapons, he immediately closed the door.

These three people, one is a teenager, one is a young man, and one is a woman.

The young man who just knocked on the door and spoke.

The former is fine, but the woman is tall and burly and full of intimidation. The main reason is that the knife behind her is as big as a table, the little boy was instantly frightened.

This is not a traveler, I am afraid he is not a desperate person.

However, at this moment, the boy stepped on the door.

"Don't be afraid, we are not bad people." Lian Ying showed a kind smile.

He glanced at Yan Buhuo and Chen Tingting. The two of them understood and took out the candy that had been prepared from their arms, showing a kind smile.

"Don't be afraid, little brother, we are not bad guys."

"Come on, sister will give you candy."

The little boy hesitated, obviously he was greedy.

He has never eaten candy since his brother disappeared.

He stretched out his hand and took the candy handed over by Yan Buhuo, but he did not dare to accept Chen Tingting's.

He didn't dare to ask for the candy given by such a tough sister.

"But I think the accommodation fee is too low? It doesn't matter, I'll pay you more." Lian Ying said, taking out a string of copper coins.

Looking at a string of copper coins, the little boy's eyes stared straight at him, and he could no longer look away.

He swallowed and glanced at the three of them again.

The boy was dressed properly and had a furry marten fur around his neck. He was obviously a rich young man, the kind who was not short of money.

The young man was wearing a good dress, but the tough woman was a little worse, probably a guard.

The little boy nodded and opened the door without hesitating too much.

After entering, Lian Ying handed over the money to the little boy and asked, "Little brother, are you the only one at home? Where are your adults?"

Lian Ying remembered clearly that there should be a couple in this house.

Although there are candlelights in the room now, it is extremely quiet and there is no movement.

"My parents are all inside."

"Okay, I'll go and say hello to them." Lian Ying said.

But the little boy suddenly said, "No!"

"Um?"

"My parents don't like outsiders, they...they..." The little boy whined and said after a while: "My parents have bad tempers because of some things..."

Lian Ying pondered for a moment, nodded without saying much.

Yan Buhuo said before that the couple had a bit abnormal because their eldest son died.
To be continued...