Chapter 317
Yan Hui stared at Yan's mother and saw that she was smiling but her tone of voice did not allow for questioning.
He held the bowl and, ignoring the gaze of Yan's mother, picked up the chopsticks and started eating voraciously.
Jin Chaochao really didn't lie to him. The food in her family was indeed unique in taste and so delicious that he wanted to swallow his tongue.
After a while, he finished a bowl, looked at Yan's mother, burped, and asked, "Can I have another bowl?"
Yan's mother raised her chin and said expressionlessly, "You can have another bowl, but the prerequisite is that you have to listen to me obediently in the future."
Yan Hui nodded frantically, "I'll obey you!"
After a while, another bowl was brought from the kitchen.
The food this time was different, but just as delicious.
Yan Hui started crying while eating.
He found that it was the first time in his life that he had eaten such a delicious meal.
When he was a child, his parents didn't cook and the nanny cooked light meals. Later, he was imprisoned in a villa and the nanny cooked for him alone, but the meals she prepared were very perfunctory.
He himself could only cook some simple meals, and over time, he almost forgot what delicious food tasted like.
Mother Yan looked at Yan Hui and saw that he looked like he hadn't eaten for eight hundred years. She shook her head helplessly, but she didn't feel any sympathy for him at all.
Eat and drink enough.
Yan Hui went back to take a shower, and Yan's mother went back to her room, but she kept staring at Yan Hui.
After taking a bath, Yan Hui went out and strolled around the Fu family's house.
He walked along the quiet path into the garden, which was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
"Why is this peach tree so strange?" He noticed a peach tree in the yard that was growing rapidly and blocking out the sun.
The peach tree is very strange, with flowers, growing fruits, and ripe fruits divided into three areas.
From a distance, you can see a field of peach blossoms in full bloom, a field full of green peaches, and a field full of ripe peaches, each one so plump and juicy that you can't help but want to pick one.
Yan Hui had never seen such a strange sight before. He came to the peach tree and climbed up the tree like a monkey.
He spotted a big, red peach on the trunk and was about to reach out to pick it when he suddenly felt a vine hit his back hard.
He nearly fell off the tree, but luckily he managed to hold on to the branch with both hands and escaped.
"Who hit me?" Yan Hui often dissected corpses. In his opinion, there were no ghosts in this world.
The garden was so quiet that there was not a sound at all, not even the chirping of insects could be heard.
He looked back and saw that the peach was still on the branch. He reached out to pick it again and was hit on the back by the cane again, this time with greater force.
Before he could make a sound, he found that the tree trunk under his feet was smooth and he fell directly to the ground.
He fell from a tree trunk that was six or seven meters high and landed on his back, but he was not hurt at all.
"Who? Who is here?" Yan Hui had never been afraid before, but at this moment he inexplicably felt the hairs on his back stand up.
No one in the garden answered him.
The shadows of the trees are swaying, and the lights at night create bright spaces.
Yan Hui quickly ran back to his room, lay on the bed, and gasped for breath.
Why is the Fu family so weird?
After Yan Hui left, Yan's mother walked to the peach tree and said with a smile, "Well done, next time he tries to pick peaches, I'll beat him hard."
Xiao Tao was praised and happily picked a peach and handed it to Yan Ma, "This person has a strong evil spirit. I don't like him."
Yan's mother took the peach and patted the little peach's branch, "Be good, it just so happens that I don't like him either."
Mother Yan ate a peach and came to Yan Hui's room. After making sure that he was asleep, she went back to her room to rest.
It was late at night and everyone in the Fu Mansion was immersed in sleep.
The old lady from the ancestral hall floated out of the painting and found her way back to Yan's room.
She looked at the sleeping Yan Hui with a sneer on her lips.
"You little brat, don't you like dissecting people? Today, she will let him see what it feels like to be dissected alive."
Yan Hui was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly woken up by the cold.
He opened his eyes and found himself in a foggy space.
Not far above his head, an old lady radiating golden light was sitting cross-legged opposite him.
"Who are you?" he asked curiously and cautiously.
The old lady rested her chin on her hand and looked at Yan Hui, "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is you!"
"What's wrong with me?" Yan Hui felt the malice from the old lady. He looked around and wanted to run.
The old lady laughed and said, "I heard that you like to dissect people, and I like it too. Boy, I'll give you three seconds to run. If you can't run and I catch you, I'll dissect you."
Yan Hui felt his scalp tingling and his back chilled, so he turned around and ran.
But no matter how he ran, the old lady was floating three meters away from him, surrounded by dazzling golden light.
After an unknown amount of time, he was exhausted, panting, sweating, and finally fell to the ground and almost cried, "Who are you? I haven't offended you."
"You didn't offend me, but did you offend my granddaughter? She is my precious baby. If you dare to hurt her, you are seeking death." Grandma stared at Yan Hui. It turns out that this kid is afraid too.
It seems that the Yan family imprisoned him in the villa not only to prevent him from hurting others, but also indirectly protected him and turned him into a lawless person.
He didn't know that good and evil in this world will eventually be rewarded.
He didn't know what it felt like to be bullied by someone stronger than him.
Tonight, she will teach him a lesson.
If he can't change his bad habits, she doesn't mind coming to see him every night.
Yan Hui's legs felt weak and he crawled on the ground, trying to get away from his grandmother.
But grandma wasn't kidding him at all.
She waved her hand and Yan Hui fell into her hands.
She stretched out her palm, and a beam of golden light turned into a sharp scalpel.
Yan Hui looked at the knife on his neck, his eyes widened in horror, "Murder is against the law, you can't kill me."
"Really? If you're not afraid, why should I be afraid?" Grandma sneered. This was in Yan Hui's dream.
She controlled his dreams and dissected him in his dreams, allowing him to feel real pain without endangering his life.
Furthermore, the knife in her hand was made of good virtues, and when it touched by evil things, it was like a punishment.
Yan Hui struggled hard but couldn't break free.
He watched helplessly as the scalpel cut open his hands, his feet, and then his stomach.
The process was very similar to the process of him dissecting Jin Chaochao.
He was awake throughout the whole process. The pain from the wound almost made him faint, but he couldn't really faint.
When Yan Hui's body was separated and only his head was left, grandma floated in front of him, lifted his chin and said with a smile: "I tell you, if you dare to tell anyone about what happened today, I will come to dissect you three times every night. If you dare to escape from this place, I will make you live a life worse than death every day."
"Ah!" Yan Hui was frightened.
He saw that only his head was left, but he could still speak and breathe.
Just when he was extremely frightened, he woke up from his sleep screaming.
He sat up from one end of the bed and found that the quilt was soaked with sweat. It was bright outside and nothing had happened in the familiar room.
He raised his hands and saw that they were still there. He touched his feet and they were still there.
Is he dreaming?
No! The dream felt so real. In the dream, he was dissected and his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were all dug out and put on display.
The old lady also said that his liver and heart were a little dark and he needed more sun exposure to recover.
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