3. Confinement X Forest X Pain
Hua was indeed caught by Mitt on the spot. Looking at the three children covered in dust, Mitt bit his words and said nothing. He just asked them to clean up quickly. Hua, who had escaped by chance, smiled and made a victory gesture to Xiaojie, then skipped upstairs to change clothes.
Maybe it was the effect of her mood, the creaking of the wooden planks under her feet seemed like the background music, accompanying Hana's jumping and waving footsteps, and gradually subsiding with the sounds of Gon and Killua's fighting behind her.
After finishing her routine, Hua jumped a bit, then slowly came to a stop. She looked out the window. The flock of birds above the forest took flight again, their black silhouettes circling in the darkness. Restlessness stirred within her, making her dizzy. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, paused, and slowly exhaled. After repeating this three or four times, she felt much better, though still restless.
Hua patted her cheeks, smiled, and rushed downstairs.
The warm light on the dining table swayed warmly, making Hua's eyes feel a little sore. She put food into her mouth intermittently, watching the crosstalk between Xiaojie and Killua, and the warmth made her melt.
"As a result, Xiaojie actually caught such a monster, and it stared at me." Killua gestured the shape of the fish in an exaggerated manner.
"It's just a fish, Killua is making such a fuss!" Gon immediately retorted, "If you want to be surprised, Killua's house door weighs two tons at the lightest. That's more surprising."
"Is it so heavy?" Mitt looked at Xiaojie in surprise. "Wouldn't it be very inconvenient to go out?"
"It's not inconvenient. Although it's a door, it's actually a kind of defensive fortification." Killua straightened his back unconsciously when he said this, looking a bit more like a young master.
"After all, they are a wealthy family." Mitte nodded. "It seems that the TV show is not nonsense."
"It seems that it's not the same thing." Hua couldn't help but droop her upper eyelids, revealing dead fish eyes, and her expression was somewhat helpless.
Gon and Killua continued to tell their stories, but Hana gradually couldn't hear them clearly. Their voices became meaningless in her ears and finally turned into a rustling background sound.
The mother-in-law was the first to notice that Hua had fallen asleep. She did not interrupt Mitt who was chatting with the teenagers, but gently put the coat hanging on the back of the chair on Hua.
The warm colors in the room shone through the window onto the ground in the yard. The wind blew across the ground, picking up nothing, and flew towards the forest.
The treetops were blown, collided, rubbed, and shook, waking up the two poachers hanging on the tree.
"Where is this?" The poacher with two bruises on his face stared around with wide eyes. His frightened mouth pulled the wounds on his face, making a hissing sound.
"Idiot, hurry up and help when you wake up."
The two green poachers looked in the direction of the response, and could only see a pitch-black shadow with two irregular protrusions on the head of the shadow, which was towering and even trembling slightly.
Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, the black shadow began to spin, as if heading towards the two green poachers. This must have stimulated the two green poachers, and his eyes rolled back and he felt dizzy again.
The poacher, with two bumps and two bruises on his face, watched his companion's head droop. "Damn it! What can you do with that thing? You bastard! Wake up!"
However, it is really difficult to wake up a person after he faints. He kept shaking his body beside the person but failed to wake him up. On the contrary, he could clearly feel that the tree trunk on his side was shaking.
"You two are just as useless as each other." The voice from under the tree made the man's body freeze quickly. He stammered and was silent for a long time. Finally, he shouted tremblingly: "Help."
"Help! Brother!" Hua screamed and ran around the room. Xiaojie stood at the door and watched Mitt catching the child in Hua's bedroom, shrinking his neck nervously.
"Brother! Brother! Why are you just standing there watching?" Hua was nearly pinned down by Mitt, but she flexibly shrank her body and tried to run, but Mitt grabbed her legs with his backhand. Hua hurriedly pulled her legs back and leaned her upper body forward. Mitt tried to grab her again, but Hua continued to dodge.
"I think you are just taking advantage of the fact that we have guests at home and acting lawless!" Mitt tried frantically to catch the man several times but failed. He rolled up his sleeves in frustration. Xiaojie was sweating profusely as he watched from the door.
"Ah, it seems like Killua is calling me, I'll go check it out."
He muttered as he left Hua's room, ignoring Hua's sophistry behind him.
But he left early, and Hua was not beaten tonight. Mitt took Hua and looked around carefully. After confirming that she was not injured this time, he let her go with confidence.
"Listen, kids who don't keep their promises will be grounded." Mitt stared at the flowers with a serious face. "Grounded for a week."
Hua jumped up, and at this moment she didn't care about the sorrow of her past life or this life. If she didn't say something, she would really be grounded. Hey: "Aunt Mitt, you can't!"
"One month." Mitt crossed his arms over his chest, looked at Hua squatting on the ground with a wronged look, and couldn't help sighing.
Although she felt that Hua and Xiaojie both loved the forest because they inherited it from their elders, which was a very helpless thing, but it was not a good thing for them to always come back with injuries, especially for this naughty kid in front of her, who had just recovered recently and was messing around again.
"I've already made an agreement with my brother's guests," Hua said, mustering up her courage. "I can't go back on my word."
"I'll take care of it." Mitt didn't give Hua any chance to escape the confinement. These words choked Hua and she lowered her head dejectedly.
"But..." Hua raised her head again and prepared to persuade him, but found that Mitt had already walked to the door.
"Go to bed early, Hua, and don't sneak out to play." Mitt closed the door and spoke outside. Hua sat on the ground dejectedly, not moving.
Being grounded made Hua feel very uncomfortable. She had actually thought about what to do tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, but Aunt Mitt's grounding directly disrupted her plans.
"How can I not go out?" Hua rubbed the top of his head with his hands and muttered to himself.
Suddenly, Hua felt the temperature rise sharply. She couldn't help but gasp for breath in the hope of getting more oxygen. Her chest kept rising and falling. The swaying shadows of the trees outside fell on the ground through the window, but no matter how hard she tried, it didn't seem to get any better.
Hua felt her heart pounding so loudly that she could hear it with her ears, but her body became sore and weak. Hua forced herself to stand up, her legs shaking constantly. She sat on the edge of the bed, still feeling very uncomfortable.
She lowered her head and looked at the shadow on the ground, but found that the shadow on the ground was becoming clearer and clearer. Hua looked out the window and saw the fire burning in the forest as bright as the sun.
"What!" Hua suddenly jumped up, leaned on the window and looked at the forest outside, but fell down dizzy. She wanted to steady herself, but she had no strength, and watched the ground getting closer and closer to her.
"I…?"
Hua opened her eyes and found herself lying on the floor. The sunlight shining into the room made her eyes hurt. She was about to sit up, but her vision went dark and she was about to faint again. She could only lie on the ground and roll around.
"Hua, time for breakfast."
When Xiaojie opened the door, he looked around first. Just when he was wondering if his sister had committed a crime against the wind, he saw his sister rolling around on the ground.
"Brother--" Hua Mantis rushed to Xiao Jie and raised her head. She had been awake for a while, but her throat was getting more and more painful for some reason, as if it was burning. She felt that she could not make any sound when she spoke.
"Hua, did you hurt your throat from shouting yesterday?" Xiao Jie hurriedly helped Hua up, but Hua had no strength at all and was helped limply to the bed by Xiao Jie.
"No... no." Hua retorted, enduring the pain. Although her throat was sore and she couldn't speak, she had to speak if she wanted to, otherwise she would suffocate. "It's just... grounded, not... beaten."
"Flowers." Xiao Jie laughed, "It's a good time to grow them. I'm so lucky."
"This..." Hua swallowed her saliva and said, "I'll give you luck, do you want it?" Her voice became distorted and trembling at the last part, but there seemed to be knives in Hua's eyes, stabbing at Xiaojie.
"I don't want it." Xiao Jie scratched his head, "Hua, I'll go get you breakfast."
After saying that, she threw it away. Hua, who was in the middle of the quarrel, lay on the bed and trembled with anger. She looked at Xiaojie's back as he was beaten out, and felt her body shaking uncontrollably and violently. Hua tried to control it several times but it was useless. She could only endure it and gradually fell asleep while shaking.
When she woke up again, it was Mitt beside her bed, stroking her forehead.
"Aunt Mitt." Hua was stunned as she spoke. Her throat seemed to make a hoarse sound that she could not quite understand. The tone sounded very much like a duck.
"Pfft." Mitt suppressed his smile, looked at the devastated Hua in front of him, straightened his face and said to her: "Just take good care of yourself during this time, don't make such trouble."
"Something happened..." Hua struggled again. The two poachers had not been sent away yet and were still hanging.
"Xiao Jie said he would help you deal with it." Mitt pressed Hua's forehead with his hand, "Don't worry, just take good care of yourself."
"My own business..." Hua wanted to struggle again. She felt that she just had a sore throat and weak legs, but it should not affect what she wanted to do. After all, the poachers' business was easy to deal with, but those black air and filth would be difficult to deal with if left for too long.
"Hua." Mitt's cold face was covered with a smile again, which made Hua shudder. "You are still under house arrest."
"Yes, yes." Hua's back was covered in cold sweat and her hands were stiff. She looked at Mitt in front of her and felt a little nervous. Mitt would not hit a child, but it was in this situation that people didn't know what the punishment would be.
"Take good care of yourself and don't go out until you recover."
After that, Hua couldn't hear anything Mitt said. She wanted to go out. Damn it, Hua was extremely resentful of her current physical condition. It was so unfortunate that she fell ill just after being under house arrest.
But Hua still accepted the fact. No matter how she expressed her displeasure to Mitt, she could not change Mitt's decision. She might as well take the opportunity to sneak out. Hua sat on the bed and ate, watching Mitt busy cleaning up and taking care of the house, and closed her eyes with some guilt.
She and Xiaojie, who had no memory of their previous life, were actually quite self-centered and stubborn children, so they would often come back from the forest covered in dirt or injured. Mitt rarely said anything to them, and when they came back late, she would usually help them pack up silently.
Thinking of this, Hua silently looked at the forest outside the window. She didn't know what the dream was about, but she really couldn't go to the forest to check recently. She could only hope that Gon and Killua could handle it.
If not, Hua thought about it and slowly made up her mind.
The treetops were blown by the wind again. Hua looked for a long time but did not see the flock of birds fly away.
“Something’s wrong.”
Killua looked up from under the tree canopy. Of the two poachers on the tree yesterday, only one was left, swaying in the air with his toes wobbling. Gon quickly climbed up to take a look and found that the poacher was dead.
"What's going on?" Killua waited for a while but didn't see Gon coming down, so he had to chase after him and found that the poacher had two bruises on his face and was pale. There were no scars on his body, but his eyes seemed to have been pecked clean by something.
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