When I woke up, I was held in my arms, it was the woman who held me in my arms, why I didn't feel a trace of pain, it was a trace of warmth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The woman looked at me, and I saw the tears in my eyes.

"Why?" I said this without warning.

Before I could finish saying this, the woman was grabbed by the head and dragged on the ground by some of the people who rushed in, and for the first time the embrace broke free, and the woman held my hand tightly and was beaten away with a stick.

It's broken, the woman is in front, I am dragged behind, she is really my mother, that's right, it's the mother who wants to protect me desperately, I hurt, I hurt, this layer of skin is ground on the ground and there is flesh and blood.

Not far away, tears have fallen.

That's my father, that's my brother? What did we do wrong and why did we do this to us.

In order to save me, my mother always told my father and brother where they were hiding, and it seemed that the hatred of this group of people for my father and brother was deeper, so deep that they could open the flesh and skin.

"Why?" I can't stand it.

Our heads are trampled on the ground with our feet, and we have no right to speak, so we are so humble.

"Kill to pay for your life, and pay off your debts."

"What do I owe you money?"

It may be too humble, no one answers me, I just know that the foot on my back never stops, it never stops, my nostrils, my mouth is full of mud.

When I was still moving, a family of four was dropped in the hut.

I don't know why at this time, the memories began to enter my mind bit by bit, this is my home, remote to the corner of the corner.

In fact, my brother is not a good person, and the premise that defines my brother as not a good person is just stealing chickens and dogs, it may be too poor, once a person is poor, many things will become terrible, and it is a pair of pants when two brothers wear it.

Poor mountains and bad water out of the people, this sentence is true, simply put, the ruffians in the village hacked the money in the village, the little ruffians in the ruffians stole the money of a group of ruffians, the villagers hate the ruffians, the ruffians hate the people who steal money, and the villagers hate the ruffians who steal money, in this era without evidence, the ruffian who stole money is my brother.

But this is not the fuse of everything, the fuse is a woman named Liu Mei, is the concubine of the ruffian, but a widow, the ruffian said that as soon as the rumors passed, my brother took the money and kicked the widow's door and went to the widow's bed, I thought that my brother did not have the courage, but the widow's unexpected evidence surprised me.

In our village, serious people understand not to kick the widow's door and not to dig up the grave of the household.

Maybe there are too many factors, where do the poor have the means to manipulate their fate, and all I can think of is this, ants crawl up on our bodies, as if burrowing into us, and when we wake up, the stench will make us lose our minds.

It was all too strange, but I don't know what made me familiar with it, I began to remember everything here, between the familiar and the unfamiliar, my mother's face was horribly bruised, my father and brother were not bloody, and the corners of their eyes were swollen.

I don't know why I was able to suddenly break free from the rope that was hanging from my arm, but the scars on my wrists told me I was struggling to dislocate.

The moment I landed, I was on my knees, and you should know the suffocation when you kneeled and looked at your hanging loved ones.

The moment I got home, I was exhausted, and the woman, my mother, told me that I had saved the family, but suddenly I couldn't remember how I had saved the family.

It's as if time is skipping from one point to another.

All this came too quickly, so fast that my father was seriously injured in the shoulder, there were sequelae, my mother was too frightened, her body was getting worse, my brother was blind in one eye, his arm was broken, and he was wearing bandages, and the so-called bandages were tied with random cloth.

Somehow the incident subsided, and now in front of me was the calm of the family, and an old man in his fifties pushed open the door.

"Kid, I'm here to see you."

It was the words of a middle-aged man with a child, a girl, and the woman pointed to the child and said to me that this is my sister.

Younger sister.

I have an extra sister, and I actually have a sister in my memory.

He, I recognize, this middle-aged and elderly man, like a wave directly hitting my brain, isn't he a man who eats his son's flesh and blood, why would a mother give her daughter to such a man.

My sister sat upright in her seat, like a dead corpse, the whole family was like a dead corpse, the middle-aged man cooked for our whole family, in this age when there was no meat, he made garlic fried meat, this is not made from his son's thigh meat, no, his son has been eaten by him, maybe his wife or brother, I actually sat with a monster who ate human flesh and drank human blood.

They're all eating, should I eat too?

Why?

He slowly began to smile at me, sneering, sneering, sneering, maybe he wanted to eat my flesh.

When I woke up, I remembered that I was eating at the dinner table, but why is it in front of the coffin now, the coffin? Who died?

They are all crying, mother, father, brother, why are they crying?

Wasn't that middle-aged and elderly man eating human rice with us before, why did he suddenly disappear, and where was he?

The coffin, empty, why only a few pieces of clothing?

And my sister, why is my sister missing, doesn't it mean that I still have a sister?

Why do I think that the man eats human flesh, and is he really eating human flesh?

Where is this? I was beaten before, but I was about to die but I somehow survived, and I saved my family, and I inexplicably saw the man who used to eat human flesh in my mind appear in real life, and by the way, I suddenly had a sister.

Am I still me?

Why is everyone crying and I can't cry.

Who the hell am I?

I'm Li Sansheng?

"Sansheng, I'm sorry ・・・・・・." The woman hugged me and cried so much, why did she apologize to me?

I'm three lives, three lives are me, why don't I cry, why is this place so strange, how can it be so strange, what the hell is going on with all this.

The cemetery has already been chosen, how long has this been dead, and the tablet says Li Siya, who is Siya? She is also surnamed Li, and she is my sister.

My sister died, from the time I knew I had a sister who was gone in the blink of an eye, why I can't remember how she died, why there was no body.

It's hard to be eaten by middle-aged and elderly men.

I, not me, this is not my home, no, not ・・・・・・.

"It's not my home, it's not, who am I, who am I? My sister was eaten, I'm Li Sansheng? No, my sister wasn't eaten, who the hell am I, who am I? "I screamed hysterically.

"Sansheng is crazy, crazy, come and catch him, catch him." The woman grabbed me by the throat.

My brother, my father, and my relatives all pressed me to the ground and held me down.

No, it's not my house, how could my mom think I'm crazy, everyone thinks I'm crazy, impossible, I'm not crazy, pinch me, no, I'm not me.

Help me. (To be continued.) )