In the living room, Qi An occupied the entire dining table by himself, with takeout boxes piled high with all the main dishes.
The three generations of the family squatted on the ground, feeling dejected. In front of them were several dishes that looked terrible, appearing dark and unappetizing.
Qi An ate heartily, the tempting aroma filling the entire living room. The three of them chewed mechanically, the food in their mouths utterly tasteless.
Suddenly, the three of them screamed in unison and spat out their food.
The white rice that was spat out turned into red rice, and there were thin blades mixed in with it.
Blood flowed down their lips, and their tongues and the inside of their mouths were in excruciating pain as they covered their mouths and screamed in agony.
No one knows how the razor blade got in there, but the two old men suspected He Jiabao first because of his criminal record.
“Baby, how could you… how could you do such a thing?” Mother He scolded.
He's father fared even worse; while the other two at least had teeth to defend themselves, Qi An had knocked out most of his teeth with a single punch.
His entire mouth was slashed and bloody by the razor blade, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.
He Jiabao was furious upon hearing this. He didn't dare to act arrogantly in front of Qi An now, but he was still 100% irritable in front of the two old men.
He slammed down his chopsticks, grabbed his rice bowl, and threw it at Mother He's face.
"I didn't do it, you old hag, don't try to frame me."
Despite the cut on her forehead, He's mother immediately apologized to him: "It's Grandma's fault, Grandma misunderstood you. Don't be angry, baby."
She was confused, thinking that Bao Bao put the razor blade in the food to get revenge on He Qing, forgetting that Bao Bao herself was also injured.
Since it wasn't the baby who did it, then it can only be...
The three of them covered their mouths and looked at Qi An in unison.
Qi An swallowed the rib in her mouth, eating with great relish, without even looking up: "I put it there, aren't you surprised? Aren't you?"
The three glared resentfully at Qi An, especially He Jiabao, whose fat cheeks trembled strangely, almost to their limit.
"How could you be so vicious?" Mother He cried and accused.
Qi An looked surprised: "How could you say I'm vicious? It was just a joke, are you all so sensitive?"
Mother He trembled with anger: "What nonsense are you talking about? Swallowing a razor blade will kill you. You clearly want to kill us."
"So you knew this was murder, huh? You didn't say that before." Qi An's smile faded, his expression turning icy.
Mr. He and He Jiabao seemed to remember something, but dared not speak.
Qi An slowly wiped his mouth clean, stood up, and looked down at them.
"Back then, your dear grandson put a razor blade in his classmate's food, and the boy's vocal cords were cut, so he could never sing again. His parents called the police. What did you say at the time? Have you forgotten?"
"I...I..."
Mother He remembered and guiltily looked away.
She threw a tantrum at the police station, saying, "My baby was just joking with him. It's his own fault for being careless. He should blame himself and stop trying to extort money from us."
"Looks like you've remembered. How does it feel? Do you still think your beastly grandson was joking with his classmate?"
Mother He dared not speak.
"Why are you no longer complaining? It seems you only know the pain when you put the knife in your own mouth."
Qi An pointed to the spilled food on the ground: "Then keep eating. Wasting food is not a good habit. Eat it all up, including what you spit out."
"He Qing, don't go too far."
He Jiabao roared with a twisted expression, his eyes brimming with barely concealed murderous intent, his eyes turning red from holding back his anger.
Qi An slapped him so hard he fell to the ground.
Then she lifted her foot and stepped on his back, pressing his face against the food: "I said, eat it all."
"He Qing, what are you doing?"
Mr. and Mrs. He lunged at Qi An, but were knocked down by two punches from him: "Do you want me to feed you myself?"
"It's not impossible."
Qi An chuckled sinisterly: "However, if I were to feed it, I can't guarantee there won't be anything else mixed in."
"Have you decided? Do you want to eat by yourselves, or should I feed you?"
A few seconds later, the three of them, grandfather, grandmother, and grandson, gagged and grabbed food stained with blood and dirt from the ground, stuffing it into their mouths.
Their mouths were bloody and raw, each bite felt like swallowing razor blades, with blood dripping from the corners of their mouths and a nauseating, metallic taste filling their mouths.
"vomit……"
Fugui and Ata were disgusted by it.
The three members of the family also felt nauseous. Qi An said calmly, "Eat every single bite clean, including what you vomited up. If I remember correctly, I paid for all of this."
The three of them immediately stopped vomiting.
Of the six members of the He family, only He Qing has a job. He's mother constantly complains about being poor and asks He Qing for money.
It can be said that He Qing has been supporting this large family all these years of work.
Finally, for the parts that couldn't be picked up by hand, Qi An made the three of them kneel on the ground and lick them clean like dogs.
Fu Gui and Atal laughed heartily: "Haha. This is the right way for livestock to eat."
Qi An smiled; this was just the beginning.
That night, fearing that Qi An might harm their precious grandson, Mr. and Mrs. He slept in one bedroom.
In the middle of the night, the three woke up screaming, feeling something slippery and cold moving against them.
They were each bitten while struggling.
He Jiabao turned on the light, pulled back the covers, and saw several snakes intertwined on the sheets, their bright red tongues flicking.
Mother He rolled her eyes and fainted, while Father He went limp as a lump of mud.
Enraged, He Jiabao grabbed a kitchen knife and banged on Qi An's door, yelling, "You bitch, I'm going to kill you!"
The door opened, and a bucket of swill was poured over their heads.
He Jiabao was furious and grabbed a knife to slash at Qi An.
Unsurprisingly, he was given a severe beating in the middle of the night, his front teeth were knocked out, and he lay on the ground with his limbs twisted in a bizarre way.
Qi An stepped on his face, leaned down and smiled: "You're angry already? Isn't this something you've already done before? I saw you having a lot of fun with it before."
"You were clearly laughing happily when you put snakes in the girls' bags and poured swill on them."
"What, you can't stand it when it's your turn to be played? Nephew, you can't be so hypocritical."
"Oh, sorry, I forgot, you're not human, you're a genetically mutated monster, a born evil seed."
He Jiabao was panting heavily, covered in cold sweat from the pain, and almost fainted, but he still managed to threaten Qi An: "You just wait! I will definitely kill you."
"Alright, I'll be waiting, nephew. Don't let me down."
Qi An snapped his twisted limbs back into place, and He Jiabao fainted from the pain.
The next morning, Mr. He stepped on the oil on the floor as soon as he left his room, fell heavily, fractured his coccyx, and became paralyzed.
While washing her face, He Jiabao was scratched by a needle hidden in the towel.
When He's mother was drinking water, 84 disinfectant was poured into it, causing her stomach to burn terribly.
These were all the methods He Jiabao had used on He Qing before, and now Qi An had returned them tenfold.
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