Chapter 271: This Is the Difference Between You and Me!

The girl listened to Ye Wenjun's answer, her eyes swept around, and the expression on her face was tangled with doubts.

After a few breaths, she seemed to finally realize something, and her eyes began to slowly redden.

In the next moment, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes: "Woo woo, I want my mother, I want my mother, my mother..... Where are you, vines are afraid, woo woo woo ....."

"Shhhh Don't cry! Ye Wenjun heard the cry, his face showed a touch of anxiety, and he quickly turned his head and said to the girl.

"Hiccup!" The girl hiccuped in fright at the seriousness on his face.

After reacting, he cried even louder: "Wow, I want my mother, my mother, father, where are you...?" ”

The man outside the house heard the movement in the house, impatiently reached out and patted the wooden door, and scolded: "What are you crying about? Be quiet! If you cry again, I'll scratch your face! ”

"Hiccup!" The girl hiccuped again, frightened by the man's fierce words, but the tears flowed even more fiercely, and she continued to cry silently.

With that look, seeing Ye Wenjun next to him, a trace of distress rose in his heart.

It's really a girl who looks too good, with pink cheeks, round eyes, and white and tender skin, just looking at it will make him feel a, well, I want to treat her as a sister.

Unexpectedly, the girl's crying stopped, and the children who had fallen asleep before were woken up by the man's fierce scolding.

There was a cry in the house: "Woo woo, Ah Niang, Ah Niang, where are you?"

"A-Niang, I'm so cold, I'm so hungry, A-Niang...."

"Shut up! If you cry again, I'll buy you all into the kiln!" The man outside the door became impatient, slammed the door, and scolded the room with a fierce face.

The children in the house are not very old, most of them are about three or four years old, and the oldest is only Ye Wenjun, who is young in appearance, but his actual age is already seven years old.

Therefore, they do not understand the meaning of the word kiln, and naturally they will not restrain their crying.

And although Ye Wenjun was worried about what this man would do to other people, he was helpless in the face of this situation with his hands tied.

At this time, it was night, and the cries of more than a dozen children, gathered together, were still very noticeable.

No, the man who had just left and said he was going to have a glass of wine was alarmed by the cry.

He came over scolding: "You useless thing, didn't they just sleep well?" What have you done? Why are you crying again? ”

"Don't blame me, it's all that girl, she kept crying just now, aren't I also worried about attracting the attention of others!" The young man defended himself aggrievedly.

The man's slap slapped him on the head again, and he scolded: "They are all little dolls, they know a fart!" ”

"Didn't I tell you, if there is a disobedient person, it will be a faint, this little thing can't be done, it's really a waste!"

"What are you still doing? Why don't you go and get the medicine? You still don't think it's big enough? At the end of the man's words, he scolded again.

The young man nodded hurriedly, ran out of the house, and went to get the medicine.

When Ye Wenjun heard this, he quickly lay down again, and at the same time leaned towards the girl.

whispered to her: "Pretend to sleep, pretend to sleep, do you understand?" Don't understand? Then close your eyes, hurry! ”

The successive events made the girl subconsciously understand that her situation did not seem to be good, her mother was not around, and the only person she could rely on seemed to be someone of her age who was similar to her.

After listening to his words, this time he closed his eyes obediently.

Not long after she closed her eyes, the young man came back with a drugged cloth towel, and without the man's command, he walked directly to the boy who was crying the loudest.

Cover his mouth and nose with a cloth towel, and in just a few breaths, the child will fall asleep.

This frightened the children next to them, and they hiccuped, and their crying immediately stopped.

The crying in the house suddenly became half as small.

When the man at the door saw this scene, he smiled with satisfaction, and urged: "Hurry up, these babies cry and give me a headache!" ”

"Good!" The young man in the room answered, and walked to the other side, still crying children.

After doing the same to the two children, the room suddenly fell silent.

"Okay, keep an eye on them for me, and if something happens, see how I clean you up!" The man said another word impatiently, and turned to leave.

"Squeak!" With a bang, the door closed again.

Ye Wenjun waited for a few breaths before he slowly opened his eyes, and then he saw the girl opposite, her round eyes looking at him without blinking.

He whispered, "What do you see me doing?" ”

The girl blinked, and her immature voice sounded: "I miss A-Niang, can you take me to meet her?" ”

He struggled to sit up from the straw pile and whispered, "I'm trying to figure it out." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a soft snort not far from the house.

Ye Wenjun looked over there and saw a boy sitting up on another pile of straw.

The boy was not very old, also about four or five years old, thin and small, wearing patches and patches, and was looking at him with a sneering expression.

Ye Wenjun frowned, glanced in the direction of the door, and didn't say anything.

Time was in such silence, and an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

The man outside the door suddenly yawned heavily, and glanced into the room to see that the children were all quiet and sleeping soundly.

He sat down on the ground at the door, gathered his clothes, closed his eyes, and in a few moments, his snoring sounded.

Ye Wenjun in the room heard this voice, his eyes lit up suddenly, he looked at the boy opposite, and asked in a low voice, "What did you just laugh at?" ”

"Laugh at your incompetence!" When the boy heard this, he replied unceremoniously.

Ye Wenjun frowned slightly: "Why do you say that?" ”

"Huh? Do you still need to think about it? How can we get out of here with our hands tied and guards outside the door? The boy said as he looked at him with wide eyes.

"That's the difference between you and me!" Ye Wenjun's immature voice said such words like a little adult.

After saying this, he didn't wait for the other party to refute, and then asked, "How long have you been here?" ”

"I don't remember, it's been many days."

The boy's small face was full of disdain: "You better save your energy, we can't escape!" ”

"You don't even try, how can you know?" Ye Wenjun retorted, but he thought in his heart, it seems that this boy should be older than he looks on the outside.