Chapter 192



Chapter 192

After scolding her, He Guizhi no longer took the little girl Yunmian to heart. After helping her son and grandson to wash and go to bed, she turned off all the lights in the main house and the family went to rest.

With the dim moonlight, Yunmian groped her way slowly towards the cowshed.

She did not go back to He Fang and the small dark room where she lived, but went to get the things she had hidden in the afternoon, and then carefully and skillfully pushed open the door of the cowshed.

The creaking sound of the wooden door being pushed open was particularly obvious in the silent night.

Yun Mian held her breath. It was so quiet around her that she could only hear her own nervous heartbeat.

But fortunately, she was thin and small, so she only needed to push open a small gap to get in.

Yun Mian held the door and thought for two seconds, then reached out and took the stick on the wall to prop up the door of the cowshed, so that when he came out, he wouldn't have to open it again with fear.

However, when she stretched her head and quietly poked her head in, she was met with a pair of big eyes like copper bells.

Yun Mian was so frightened that she fell backwards and almost sat on the ground.

What a big cow!!!

Taller than both of her put together!!

At this moment, the five-year-old child suddenly developed the so-called "giant phobia".

Yun Mian, who was usually very reckless, stared at the cow for a moment, pursed her lips, took a small step back timidly, and said in a trembling voice: "Little cow, can you please move back a bit?"

She tried to communicate a safe distance with a cow.

In my head, I kept calling Uncle System, asking it whether cows would eat people, whether cow horns would pierce my stomach, whether I would gore, crush, or kick myself to death...

In just a few tens of seconds of looking into the cow's eyes, little Yun Mianmian had already imagined countless ways and scenes of himself dying at the cow's hooves.

A complete capital "coward".

The system couldn't help but feel curious, and flew around Yunmian in a funny way. It never expected that Yunmianmian, the village tyrant who was fearless, would be afraid of a cow.

But this height comparison is really a bit tragic...

"Don't be afraid of it, this cow is very docile. Just go around it." The system soothed the frightened child in a gentle voice.

Yunmian obviously trusts its system uncle very much.

Although she was still very scared, the system said there was no danger, so Yun Mian was nervous and cautiously stretched a foot into the cowshed.

The cow looked at the child in front of it, shook its head and flicked its ears as big as palm-leaf fans to drive away the mosquitoes and flies hovering around its body, but other than that it did not make any other movements.

Yunmian's pounding heart calmed down a little.

She plucked up the courage to stretch out her little hand to touch the bull's head, and then, following the instructions of the system uncle, she used a little strength and pushed the bull's head forward.

The next second, the cow obediently took two steps back, making room for Yun Mian at the entrance.

Seeing this, Yun Mian was completely relieved.

"Thank you~" After politely saying thank you with curved eyes, Yunmian held the leaf bag like a treasure and ran to the dark corner impatiently.

Yun Jinxing took a nap in the afternoon.

She could never fall asleep at night. If she closed her eyes a little, she could hear countless beatings and insults, and all she could see before her were disgusting scenes that were disgusting to watch.

It seems that all the evil and darkness in the world like to hide in the dark night.

She even hoped that there were evil spirits in this world that devoured sin and hatred. She was willing to give up her soul just to seek liberation, or... pay the price of never having to reincarnate again, and let this village, where every blade of grass and every tree was infected with sin, be completely destroyed!

But there is no redemption, no justice, and no punishment for the wicked.

There are only nightmares day after day, and only the despair of the approaching death that can be clearly felt every minute and every second.

It was despair rather than relief, because she was never relieved!

Yun Jinxing was counting down the days to her death. She could vaguely sense that her death was approaching. It seemed that such a hopeless and numb death had been repeated countless times without exception.

She had thought it would be the same this time.

But when the wooden door that blocked the light was gently pushed open with a creak, when the warm and bright light from the noon outside poured in and fell directly on him, when the little girl with a pale face and thin body but exceptionally bright and clear eyes squatted in front of him, her eyebrows curved and eyes were a little boastful when she explained the word "Yunmian" and called him mother in a soft and tender voice...

Yun Jinxing intuitively felt that something seemed to have changed this time.

But she couldn't explain it clearly. Her brain, which had been locked up for so long that it was in a daze, could no longer distinguish between the changes in herself and the outside world.

She was like a dying corpse, her soul wandering indifferently, watching herself approach death little by little.

Yunmian is an exception.

That bowl of porridge and that beam of light were all exceptions.

She didn't know what she was expecting, and she slowly melted her soul back into her body, trying to listen to the little guy's voice again, trying to feel the other's overly strong and warm intimacy and dependence.

I don’t know where it came from, but it keeps going deeper and deeper.

It was originally a phrase used to describe love, but now it was particularly appropriate for this little kid who was obviously afraid but still sneaked in under the cover of night.

Why do you call me mom so affectionately?

I hate the fact that you were born.

I hate everyone and everything in this village. Even every blade of grass and every tree is stained with my extreme hatred, and you are no exception.

I thought you should have died a long time ago. Being a female is the most unforgivable death penalty in this twisted and deformed village.

Part of the pain I endured during countless painful days came from fantasies of your death.

I think you should be strangled to death by a pair of hands, I think you might be drowned by having your head pressed into water, I think you might be buried in a shallow pit under a pear tree, nourishing the tree with your blood and flesh...

I have thought of countless scenes of your death that would drive me crazy and desperate.

Perhaps those were not just fantasies in my hopeless nights, because when I was still clear-headed and rational, every kind of death I imagined later... I had witnessed it with my own eyes.

Those baby girls were thrown into cesspools at random, had their faces pinched until they were blue and purple, were drowned in water with their hands and feet twitching, and were buried under pear trees, all because of a rumor that this would make the worthless baby girls leave completely and never dare to be born into this family again.

Yun Jinxing imagined countless ways of her daughter's death. Whenever she thought of any of the scenes, the evil and hatred in her heart would increase. When she was pregnant, she followed her intuition and said many, many words to the child in her belly. She named her daughter Yunmian, because she knew very well that if it was a girl in her belly, she might never have the chance to open her eyes and see this messy world as soon as she was born.

But the only thing she never thought about was that her daughter could still be alive.

Not only was he alive, but one day he carefully pushed open the tightly closed wooden door, stepped on the cow dung on the ground, and hugged her arm and called her "Mom" with eager eyes.

...It's like an illusion created by death bit by bit in a nightmare that you can't wake up from.

Even Yun Jinxing, the dreamer, couldn't tell whether this was a nightmare or a sweet dream, or perhaps it was a deeper abyss.

"Mom, this fruit is delicious, so sweet~" Yunmian held up a thin stick whose color could not be distinguished in the dark night and put it to her mouth, saying softly: "Mom, try it quickly. After you finish it, there are other fruits to eat."

She seemed to be using candy to coax a child who was smaller and more fragile than herself.

Yun Jinxing came back to his senses, looked at the small black shadow in front of him with a complicated look, reached out to grab the grass stalk, and really opened his mouth to bite off a piece.

It's sweet, crispy and tender.

The sweet grass juice filled his dry mouth as he chewed. Yun Jinxing chewed slowly without saying a word.

Yunmian tried hard to distinguish what was in the leaf bag in the dark. She picked it out for a long time by feeling it with her hands before she picked out a small berry that should be sweeter. She then fed it to her mother.

By the way, I stretched out my other hand, spread it to my mother's chin, and whispered as quietly as possible: "Mom, spit the residue into my hand, and I will take it out and throw it away secretly. No one will find it~"

Yun Mian was already very skilled at destroying corpses and covering up traces on the first day she came into this world.

Listening to the child's soft voice, Yun Jinxing paused his chewing, then lowered his head and spit the grass residue in his mouth, which had no taste at all, into Yun Mian's palm.

Yunmian immediately fed him another berry, and then asked eagerly, "Mom, is it sweet? Is it sour? I ate a very sour berry today, so sour that my mouth is watering..."

She didn't need to answer at all, she could just talk a lot to her mother.

Yun Jinxing ate quietly. Apart from the noise made by the cow, the only sound in the entire cowshed was Yun Mian's soft voice that could be heard from time to time.

It doesn't make people feel annoyed or noisy. Instead, they want to touch her head. They can't help but wonder how such a well-behaved and pure soul could be nurtured in such a place full of sin and resentment.

Yunmian didn't know what her mother was thinking, but as she was talking, she couldn't help but squeeze herself into her mother's arms...

But this time she failed.

Because she accidentally touched her mother's leg in the dark.

The legs were cold and looked no different from those of a corpse, as if only a layer of skin was hanging on the bones, but my mother didn't react at all.

After the system discovered it, it finally realized that something was wrong. It was silent for a few seconds after scanning, and then said to Yunmian dryly: "Mianmian, your mother's leg... is broken."

Both leg bones were broken to varying degrees, one kneecap was shattered, and the other tibia was smashed. And because they had not received any treatment, both legs were completely disabled.

Yunmian's hands rested stiffly on her mother's knees. As tears fell, the old woman's vicious words in the afternoon flashed through her mind.

"If you dare to go out again next time, I will break your legs. Let's see if you dare to run outside again!"

I will break your legs...

"Mom..." Yun Mian's voice trembled slightly with tears in her eyes. She reached out and hugged her mother's cold and thin legs, biting her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying out loud.

Yun Jinxing had become very insensitive to the movements in the outside world. She couldn't even feel that her legs were being hugged by her daughter. She just swallowed a sour fruit and raised her hand to touch Yun Mian's head awkwardly.

When he moved his wrist, the clanking sound of the chains became particularly obvious.

Yun Mian's breath choked and tears unknowingly slid down her cheeks. She sniffed and sobbed, then moved herself closer to her mother's arms, curled up into a small ball and nestled in her mother's arms, crying silently as she hugged her mother who was covered in bruises.

Good night, the main character team will appear tomorrow.

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:

Yunyu 50 bottles;

Cangjie 40 bottles;

24 bottles of super chewy shrimp paste;

Sweet text is the most Dior! 10 bottles;

1 bottle of Jiuyan;

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