Blood began to flow from his trouser legs. The man was in so much pain that he started swearing nonsense.
Widow Liu had no way to bend down and drag the dog, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
No one had the energy to care about Ruan Mian next to them.
She silently said thank you to the dog in her heart and ran away.
Arrived at Ling Yue's house.
I could smell blood before I even entered the yard.
The girl was a little scared and slowed down her pace nervously.
In the moonlight, I could see a rope tied to a branch at the door, with several skinned hares hanging on it.
The sticky blood was still dripping down, forming a small pool of blood with a pungent smell.
Ruan Mian covered her nose and knocked on the door.
"Ling Yue, are you there?"
When no one answered, she pushed the door tentatively and found it was not locked.
"I'm coming in..."
Although this is called a living room, the floor is actually made of cement and has some uneven spots.
There was very little furniture, just an ordinary second-hand brown sofa and a solid wooden table. Judging from the structure of the shelf in the corner, it seemed that he had made it himself.
There are also various knives, ropes, nets and unknown animal bones hanging on the walls, which may be used as specimens or for other commemorative purposes.
She put the clothes on the shelf and folded them neatly.
"Why are you in my house?"
The sudden deep voice behind her frightened the girl so much that her fingertips trembled slightly.
The man's dark eyes swept over her and saw the washed clothes. He seemed to understand the purpose of her visit, and the hostility in his eyes eased a lot.
Can be visually transformed.
What Ruan Mian saw was Ling Yue wearing a black butcher's apron, his body stained with blood, and his bony hands holding a sharp bone-cutting knife.
The girl's face grew paler, and she felt a lingering sense of nervousness.
"I'm just here to return the clothes, don't get me wrong."
The man paced over, giving off a strong sense of oppression. The tip of the knife in his hand was still dripping with blood, so he might have been chopping bones in the side room, which was why he didn't hear me come in.
He held the knife, which reflected cold light and was still covered with blood foam.
The color on the girl's cheeks disappeared, and a chill rushed over her body, making her hands and feet numb. She could only watch helplessly as the other person was only one step away from her.
Her stunned eyelashes met Ling Yue's sharp Adam's apple, and the corners of her eyes were wet.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have barged into your house without permission..."
Judging from her tone, she was about to cry.
The man raised his arm, which was covered with blue veins, brushed the small jade-like earlobe, landed on the shelf, and took off the rope.
He turned again and went to the side room to continue his unfinished work.
Ruan Mian breathed a sigh of relief and stepped out the door.
I turned on the flashlight and shone it on the dark road, and the croaking of frogs echoed in the fields.
But to go back, I have to pass by Widow Liu's house. Will that man be waiting for me on the road?
It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening and most people in the village had fallen asleep.
The winding path was lined with fruit trees and walls on both sides. It would be very easy for someone to ambush her there without being discovered by her.
After thinking for a moment, the girl came back.
She drew aside the curtain and saw a spacious, thick wooden table next to the stove.
It was covered with a layer of linen, which was so dirty from years of blood that it could not be washed clean.
Ling Yue pressed a thick animal leg bone onto the chopping board. It was too hard for the bone-chopping knife to cut through, so he switched to a bigger axe.
"Bang, bang."
As the knife slashed, even the floor was shaking.
The man's high and straight nose bridge makes his face more three-dimensional and as delicate as a sculpture.
He skillfully separated the flesh and blood from a basin, then roughly pickled it with salt and pepper and hung it on the window to dry.
It's tiring and time-consuming, but Ling Yue never gets tired of repeating it.
Ruan Mian's legs were numb from standing, so she moved to sit on the sofa in the living room. She had planned to wait for the other party to finish and then ask him to take her home.
But when I heard the horrible sound of chopping bones, I actually felt at ease, and my eyelids closed without me noticing when.
When the man came out after wiping his hands, he found the girl curled up on the sofa in his house and sleeping soundly.
She dropped her feet in mid-air, her knees folded, her posture awkward and her brows occasionally furrowed.
Maybe they were worried about staining the sofa.
Ling Yue's hawk-like eyes contained incomprehensible emotions. He walked into the yard and took a shower without fear of the cold.
The man's strong, honey-colored skin was covered with scars, most of which were almost healed, but some were new.
Drops of water slid across the strong abdomen and fell into the darkness. The winding water on the ground was mixed with animal blood.
Half an hour later, he returned to the house with a towel draped over his shoulders, water still dripping from the tips of his black hair.
Ling Yue took the blanket and covered her with it, then went into the room to sleep.
The birds on the branches chirped non-stop, and the scattered sunlight shone through the glass onto the girl's closed eyelashes.
Ruan Mian rubbed his eyes in a daze, looking at the unfamiliar environment in confusion. It took him several minutes to come to his senses. He actually fell asleep in his house.
He stood up in a hurry, causing the blanket to fall to the ground.
"Is this what Ling Yue built for me?"
You can't tell, he's a nice guy.
I wanted to say thank you, but after walking around for a while, I found that the other person had already left.
At seven o'clock in the morning, the temperature was neither hot nor dry, and there was still thick fog lingering on the hillside in the distance.
Girl walking on a country road.
Some people were busy harvesting corn in the fields. They divided the work and cooperated with each other. Even though their trouser legs were wet with dew-soaked weeds, they didn't feel cold.
Back home.
Hu Mei has already prepared breakfast.
"Mianmian, where have you been so early in the morning? Have you eaten yet?"
When the woman learned that she was sleeping at her nephew's house, a smile played on her lips and she treated her more intimately.
"That's just his personality, but he's very cautious..."
Ruan Mian was chewing on the fried eggs with wild vegetables. She felt that her second aunt was praising Ling Yue all the time. She didn't interrupt and just listened quietly.
As she spoke, the woman's mood became depressed.
"Alas, Xiaobao is already old enough to go to school, but no teacher is willing to take her in."
When Ruan Mian first arrived, she discovered that the little guy seemed to be in poor health.
"Second Aunt, is the baby feeling unwell?"
This was asked in an extremely tactful way. The woman sighed softly and explained.
"I took him to the hospital before, and the doctor couldn't find anything wrong with him, but he's just much dumber than other kids his age."
I guess the medical conditions in the town are not good enough. I guess I have to go to a big city for a detailed examination to find out what the situation is.
Hu Mei has been taking care of herself these days. Ruan Mian had an idea and wanted to help her.
"Second Aunt, I'll ask the school for you and find a suitable class for Xiaobao to attend."
The woman tried it last year, and the response she received was, "We're sorry that your child can't keep up with our pace."
There is a shortage of educational resources in mountainous areas. There is only one school and not many teachers, so they naturally will not waste time on children with obvious intellectual disabilities.
In the same amount of time, he could teach other people a hundred words, but Xiaobao couldn't even remember two, and the teacher was helpless.
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