A thinly dressed girl was bound and kneeling on the ground, her mouth dripping with blood, her face swollen, and she was begging for mercy with tears streaming down her face.
Next to her lay a middle-aged man, barely breathing, his head and face covered in blood, clearly having been split open.
A man, with his sleeves rolled up, was digging a hole with a shovel.
The girl was screaming for help, while the man dug a hole and mocked her.
"Yu Hui, it's no use shouting for help. This place is far from people, and even if those useless intellectuals hear you, so what? Who would dare to come forward to save you?"
"It's your good fortune that I've taken a liking to you, but you're so ungrateful that you kicked me. Just wait, I'll bury your father alive right now, so you can see for yourself what happens to those who don't submit to me."
"No, please let my dad go, I'll do it, I'll do it, please let him go, please save him."
The girl wept bitterly, filled with remorse, kowtowing and begging for mercy. Her forehead struck the stone, leaving it bloody and mangled, but she seemed oblivious to the pain, pleading for forgiveness again and again.
Dad, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I should have given in to him. I'm the one who ruined you. I'm the one who ruined you.
The father and daughter depended on each other for survival, weathering six years of storms together. Their home was drafty, and they ate worse than pigs. They worked from dawn till dusk.
The good old days of her childhood are gone, and the darkness seems endless, but she feels very happy because she has a father who loves her dearly.
He used his frail shoulders to support her seemingly endless future.
He told her that dawn would come one day and that she should not give up. He said that only by enduring hardship can one rise above others, and that if she could survive, her future would always be bright.
She believed in him, so she tried her best to live.
But at this moment, the person who loved and cared for her was on the verge of death from saving her.
She truly regretted not letting go of that damned pride.
So what if she's a worn-out woman? Dignity isn't as important as my own father's life. I really don't care.
"Heh, too late. This is what happens when you anger me. Don't worry, even if I bury your dad, you won't escape, will you? Hahaha."
Extremely arrogant and shameless.
Yu Hui felt helpless and desperate, her heart filled with sorrow.
God, why are you doing this to me?
All I want is to live well with my dad. I don't care if our family is broken, I don't care about the cold or warmth, I don't even want to have enough to eat. I just want to live. Is that not allowed?
Why are you pushing us to the brink?
Why?
The quack was so angry at that ugly face that it crackled and sparked from its antennae.
Here, the officials are like local tyrants, far from the emperor's reach, they act arbitrarily and without restraint.
It saw the list; Yu Hui's name was on the list of those returning to the city.
Both she and Gu Rou were considered precious by others. Gu Rou was lucky to have Huo Ting rescue her in time, but this father and daughter...
At 16, a time of youthful vigor and vitality, their prime years are being forcibly squandered.
The world is inherently harsh on women. In such an environment, without outside help, the weak are truly just fish waiting to be slaughtered on a chopping board.
Are there also pitiful people in these hastily made graves who resisted being buried alive?
"Thank you, stinky egg, bring Chou Chou over here. It's a matter of life and death, hurry up."
The next second, Ugly appeared, grinning, its leg poised to kick, and with a front kick, said, "Go!"
I missed kicking it. Because of the inertia, my leg went forward and my body went backward. I didn't have time to balance and fell on my butt.
"Ouch~, brother, what are you doing~." He was about to kick the bad guy.
The only one who could teleport him was his own brother.
Xie Lin had been watching closely, so he naturally saw what was happening on the screen. Before Guagua could even speak, he had already grabbed Nannan and was running frantically towards the grave.
"Huo Ting, something's happened. Go and call all the people who have been sent down to the cemetery."
This matter must be made a big deal out of.
It's no use just beating up those in charge; we need to let the higher-ups see the wicked faces of these people.
Not all those sent down were evil people; they were being reformed, not guilty of a capital offense. No one had the right to treat human life as a joke.
The fact that he was exonerated shows that he was wronged before, suffered so much for so many years, and died before dawn. It is truly a pity.
Huo Ting was confused. He had been sitting on the rock the whole time. How did he know that something had happened?
A grave mound?
His heart skipped a beat, and he grabbed Huo Rou and ran.
"Sister, you go and call the female comrades, I'll go and call the male comrades. We'll gather at the gravesite. Xie Lin wouldn't speak without reason; something must have happened."
Huo Rou didn't dare to delay, "Okay, Ah Ting, I understand."
"Ugly, you go save people, let me kick this bastard."
Poetry brand flying kick makes its debut.
She bent her left leg forward, leaned her body forward, pushed off the ground with her right leg, and leaped five steps into the air, striking a flying kick pose.
"You bastard, give me your life!"
When Huo Ting and Huo Rou arrived with all the people who had been sent down to the countryside, they found the farm manager tied up like a dumpling and thrown on the ground, kneeling down.
My hand was severed, and there was blood all over my mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, commonly known as bleeding from all seven orifices, which is the effect of the Guagua sound wave kung fu.
His eyes were blazing with anger, and his chest heaved violently, indicating that he was furious but could only stare helplessly with his mouth gagged, unable to vent his anger.
"Xiao Yu, what's wrong with your dad?" one of the old men asked Yu Hui.
Actually, there was no need to ask; he could vaguely guess what was going on. After seven or eight years on the farm, this was nothing new.
Yu Hui saw a glimmer of light in the speedster.
"Grandpa Tong, this bastard tricked me out. My dad was injured in the head by this bastard while trying to save me. It was these comrades who saved my dad."
With his thin clothes and disheveled appearance, what else is there that can't be understood?
Everyone sighed.
It's not that they don't want to resist, it's that they can't resist.
They can't fight city hall; their lives aren't their own. If they resist even slightly, the next little grave will be their final resting place.
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