As he walked down the road, he felt his eyebrows sink to his shoes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Recalling that when I went to the creditor's house, I had no way out, and I was forced to sell myself to work for the creditor. The boy's heart is cold. Life is only work, work and work, not to mention going out early and returning late, and in the middle of the night to carry water, wash feet, and wipe the back of the creditor. Who would have thought that a thirteen-year-old child would have to bear so much oppression. It's not a childhood.

But his efforts did not come in exchange for sympathy. Soon after, the creditor went bankrupt and ransomed him, his sister, and his parents to a prince who was notoriously cruel, and who had died at his hands by thousands. In the eyes of the royal family, he is a hero of great feats, but in the eyes of the people, he is a demon king who loves to kill.

Prince Wang was lustful because his sister was handsome, and he was afraid that others would know about his ugly deeds, so he simply killed Lin Tianming's parents. With the help of a kind old woman, he finally escaped, but he was left with indelible scars on his back.

It was eternal pain, my sister committed suicide because she was humiliated, her parents died, and she had to be reduced to being a mercenary for others. The mercenaries of Chu Ling, the salary is not high at all, but they have something to eat, a place to sleep at night, and 10 copper coins a week, Lin Tianming is very satisfied.

In the middle of his thoughts, a little fat man walked in front of him, holding a roast chicken with ten miles of incense in his hand, and he was gnawing happily. I couldn't help but remember my mother, when she was working at the creditor's house, she was sick and had no money for treatment, and her mother knew that she was hungry, so she stole a roast chicken in the kitchen, and for fear of being discovered, she put the chicken on her chest and burned her skin. Mom had never stolen anything in her life, and for my sake, she did. Tears filled Lin Tianming's eyes.

Realizing that there was a dead end ahead, he slipped into it so that no one could see it after the tears fell.

He cried hoarsely, from small sobs to cries. After crying enough, Lin Tianming's feelings gradually calmed down. Leaning his back against the wall, he fell asleep sweetly.