The villagers who lost their madness finally went crazy again, and what endured their madness was naturally the waste of wood. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info This weird, hateful idea has once again passed the consent of the whole village, and they have already made a plan, that is, last night, to completely destroy this peerless Xiao Tun.

Although the villagers are basically crazy, there is still a person, and there is still a little conscience, or maybe it is the guilt in the heart, this person is Xiao Tun's mother, on the eve of the villagers' actions, she quietly ran to the place where Xiao Tun lived, although it is said that Xiao Tun lives in the place, but this place is not like a home at all, more like a grass shed that was temporarily erected.

I saw a boxy house built by people with trees, this house was built by people with a lot of withered yellow grass, and it was very difficult to see that the builders were very difficult to build, because some of the withered grass still had a little blood stains on it, and the builders firmly trapped the gaps between the trees with the withered yellow grass, trying to bring some warmth to themselves in the cold night.

In the grass shed, there is no decent furniture, and the boxy room is also a boxy bed, but this bed is not a bed with a quilt and a warm bed that ordinary people sleep on, it just has the same pile of dead grass, but this pair of dead grass is slightly more delicate than the dead grass built, and it looks softer.

In the middle of the fine grass there was a shivering young man, his handsome, peerless face was covered with cold sweat, he tried to curl himself up in a circle, hoping that he could warm up in such a cold night, and the mother who came to be Xiao Tun saw this, and the people were sour.

It was she who was sorry for this child, let the other party be born in this world, but did not let the other party have the slightest warmth, let the other party live in this twisted, perverted village, it was she who was useless, she failed to give this child an excellent gengen talent, it was she who was useless, and she could not stand up boldly and fearlessly to protect the child when the child was bullied.

Everything is her fault, Xiao Tun's mother thought about it, tears slipped down her face, looking very sad, she is not a local village of this village, she is a woman brought back by Xiao Tun's father outside, after coming to this village, her originally considerate and gentle husband changed his temperament overnight, no longer gentle, no longer careful.

This situation became more and more intense, until in the end, in order to exchange goods with the people in the village, the man directly traded the young woman at that time as an item, and Xuangen was poorly talented, and his own understanding was not good, and he was born with a woman's disadvantage, which directly gave her no chance to resist, but fortunately, in that case, the villagers found that there was a Xiao Tun in the woman's body.

The village that will only die without a new life finally began to have the hope of the birth of a new life, in the days when she was pregnant with Xiao Tun, it was the last period of time for this woman to live in this village, but everything changed completely when Xiao Tun was born and tested her talent at the age of three.

Xiao Tun is a waste material! Although it is the only new life in the village in the past hundred years, a waste wood is not what the villagers are looking for, what they need is a new life that is enough to lead their whole village out of this ghost place.

Since then, Xiao Tun has had a hard time, and the originally beautiful woman has become much older because of the reason that she gave birth to Xiao Tun, and her skin has become darker and yellower, but this may be a gift for the woman, and this change makes the villagers who are above the top of the eyes no longer be able to do anything to her.

However, Xiao Tun is different, because of his talent, Xiao Tun is disgusted by the villagers of the whole village, and he can't wait for this child who does not belong to his village to die, but fortunately, at this time, the son of the village chief with fat head and big ears appeared, he has always been the person who takes the idea in the village, and his words are often more effective than the village chief.

And in a few words from the fat-headed and big-eared son of the village chief, Xiao Tun was sent to hell.

No one can understand that a young child is instructed to coerce and curse in the cold winter, and then he carries a pile of clothes much higher than himself and goes to the river to wash his clothes, the water in the river has already frozen into ice, and all the young children need is to find some slightly larger stones and stones and hit the river fiercely.

Some of the ice on the surface of the river would splash out and smash mercilessly on the child's face, and the cold would make the child's face blush, and then a person shivered, and the child used this laborious and time-consuming method to open a corner by himself.

When he put his hands into the river again, the child's teeth couldn't help chattering, and he could clearly feel that the hands in the river water had been frozen to the point of being unconscious, but the child only tried to overcome himself, insisting on slowly throwing his clothes into the river one by one and starting to wash them again.

The young boy didn't have much thought in his heart, he never knew why he was facing these terrible things, he only knew that he had to bear it alone, and he had to endure the cruelty of the truth that people couldn't believe it.

He couldn't find anyone to spoil or complain, and there would be no one who would gently hold a frozen child in his arms on a cold night.

Nothing, anyone, nothing.

Xiao Tun's mother's gaze may be too obvious, or maybe it is the tears falling on the boy's body that alerts the child, in short, the seventeen-year-old boy woke up, and he said to the visitor with some excitement and happiness. "Mother, you've finally come to see me."

The young man's mother's tears were still flowing, and the young man was anxious, and he asked anxiously, "Mother, what's wrong with you, did I make you angry?" "Why are you crying.

The boy's mother just shook her head, she suddenly didn't dare to tell the boy everything that was about to happen, but in the end, the guilt in her heart still made her speak, she told the boy everything, the boy heard this, looked at her in disbelief, and muttered, "Don't, don't ......."

What the young man said was not impossible, but no, seventeen years was enough for him to know that these villagers could do anything, the young man's mother saw this, and her heart was even more painful, she made up her mind in her heart, no matter what, she would take the young man away! No matter what the cost.

She knew that her meager strength could not really help the boy get out of this twisted place, but she really didn't have the courage to watch the boy face that cruelty again, this time, let her do one thing for this child as a mother, and it would be impossible to recover.

(To be continued.) )