Chapter 278 The Third Valley (3)
"Third sister!"
Zhou Kui caught up with his third sister in just a few steps. Although he was only three years older than his third sister, he was much taller than her.
Hearing the sound, the third sister lowered her head and turned around. Zhou Kui then saw that she was holding a large dark golden kettle in her arms. It was almost as wide as her waist, making people wonder how she could hold it with her two small arms.
The third sister's voice trembled with fear, "Brother, I just brought hot water to the mother, and I'll go change the hay later..."
"It's okay, don't be afraid. That's not what I'm asking you." Zhou Kui lowered his head to look at his third sister, and she also lowered her head to look at her feet. Zhou Kui could only see her thin, soft whorl of hair, which was small and dry like firewood.
She looks like my younger sister. No, Third Sister is my younger sister.
Pushing the strange thoughts out of his mind, Zhou Kui softened his heart and lowered his voice: "Were you injured by the father's kick just now? Let me..."
What to do? Zhou Kui was stuck, but before he could think any further, Third Sister suddenly raised her voice, like the dying wail of a captured prey.
"No, you are mistaken. I am not injured."
Zhou Kui didn't react for a moment, and said patiently: "Don't be willful, it will be troublesome if your internal organs are damaged."
As soon as the words fell, the third sister opened her eyes wide and held her breath.
Weird, did I say something ambiguous? Zhou Kui opened his mouth to explain, but suddenly froze.
The third sister knelt on the ground, holding the brass kettle.
"What are you doing? Get up."
The third sister dodged his outstretched hand and trembled, "Brother, my injury won't affect my work. Please don't report my injury to Father. Please."
I'm not worried about your work efficiency. Zhou Kui wanted to clear up his third sister's misunderstanding, but her next words left him confused.
"Just like before, I can give you any piece of meat you want. Please!"
Meat, what kind of meat? Aren't the rations given by Master Yan Zhenting just roots, stems, leaves, and rice? We do have ewes and cows in the backyard for milking, but only the mother and father can drink milk...
ah.
Zhou Kui's eyes fell on the skin exposed by the third sister's tattered clothes, her arms, her calves, the scars and discordant depressions that silently told him the source of the flesh.
Meat. My father said that it is okay to eat meat occasionally.
I am bigger than my third sister and even bigger than Lu Yanyan.
Zhou Kui took a step back.
Nausea welled up in his throat, the urge to vomit welling up in his throat. Impossible. Zhou Kui shook his head weakly at his third sister, as if to deny the reality before him.
But with this impact, vague memories slowly emerged in my mind.
Yes, it was because of hunger that he started looking for food. Every day at noon he had only a piece of flatbread made of grass, roots and waste rice, and at night he drank a bowl of cold soup made of leftover rice and well water. He was so hungry that he couldn't stand it.
If you report someone, you can get a big bowl of rice and a big piece of meat from the father.
That night, he was so hungry and dizzy that he staggered around looking for prey. Finally, he found it - the third sister secretly licked the milk can that contained the mother's milk before washing the dishes.
The third sister in front of him was no longer the third sister, but rice and meat. Zhou Kui excitedly went up and grabbed her thin wrist, and was about to drag her to her father's room, but the third sister who was still crying just now said.
"Master Father must have gone to bed. If you wake him up, he will definitely be angry."
Yes, that's right. I'll report you tomorrow.
"Tomorrow morning, the Mother will be drinking milk from the milk can. If you leave the milk can unwashed until tomorrow, the Father might punish you as well."
Zhou Kui was silent. He was only seven at the time and couldn't understand such a complicated thing. But what the third sister said seemed to be right.
"Are you hungry now? I know another person has made a mistake - he broke the wall bricks, and I know where he hid the fragments. I'll give you a piece of meat, you eat it today, and I'll give you the fragments tomorrow, and you can report him."
Then the second time, and the third time.
No, don't think about it anymore.
Zhou Kui suddenly hugged his head. Seeing him like this, the third sister quickly stood up, walked a few steps closer, and whispered worriedly: "Brother, do you have a headache?"
The faint sound overlapped with the memories, and the originally vague memory scenes were restored along with the sense of smell and taste at that time.
"vomit!"
Zhou Kui couldn't help but double over and retch. How could he do such a cruel thing? This was so strange. How could a person eat another person?
The strong shock turned into strong disgust. Zhou Kui kept hitting his head with disgust for himself, trying to dispel the memory, but the third sister, the carrier of the memory, was standing in front of him alive and stretched out her hand to him.
Skinny hands, hands covered in scars. If you told him the owner of those hands would die in the next second, Zhou Kui wouldn't doubt it. He stopped beating his head.
This is my sin. Am I going to run away from it? Do I think that if I don't think about it anymore, I haven't done it to her?
Zhou Kui looked up blankly, and as soon as his eyes met Sanmei's, he immediately turned his head to the ground. His chest felt tight, and his guilt surged. He trembled as he spoke, "Sanmei, you, you don't hate me?"
The third sister silently placed the brass kettle on the ground and reached out to support Zhou Kui. Zhou Kui trembled all over, but he didn't even have the courage to push her away. His feet felt like they were stepping on cotton. He didn't know where to go.
After crossing the gate, they walked into the backyard. In the middle of the backyard, there was a well.
Supporting Zhou Kui, the third sister whispered, "Is this hatred? I don't know."
"I'm too weak, so I can only live like this."
No, no. Zhou Kui shook his head with difficulty.
"Being eaten is helpless. You are stronger than me. You ate me, and you protected me, so I am still alive today."
You could have lived. Zhou Kui wanted to say this, but he couldn't open his mouth. He had no right to say this to his third sister.
"At least let me do something for you." Finally, he could only groan in pain.
The third sister stopped, let go of her hand, and they stopped in front of the well.
"Have you seen your face now? The well water is very clear, just take a look."
Zhou Kui followed his third sister's instructions in a daze. He leaned halfway into the well and saw his own face.
It was a tender but fleshy face. Although it was pale and sweaty, it was still obvious that the owner of the face ate well.
It was in stark contrast to the third sister's face, which was so thin that it stuck to the bones.
Yes, he grew up to be like this by eating the flesh and blood of this girl and living shamelessly.
"If you are chosen as the father in the future, will you continue to eat me?"
No, no. This ugly thing ends here.
Zhou Kui closed his eyes, relaxed his body, and let himself fall into the cold well water.
Third update~ Finally finished writing this, I was so tired of holding it in. The way to kill a gentleman is through morality. How's that for a death? By the way, Zhou Kui's memories are the memories of Yi's sister and boss in real life.
By the way, I would like to add that Sister Yi has always been an exploited character in the Third Valley, and her role really began to transform on the spirit ship.
I've been really stuck on writing these days, so I'll just make a note of the chapter I owed yesterday. I'll definitely make it up when I get my writing done.
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