Nights are the quietest time in the village.

Especially in such an extremely poor area, lighting a candle at night is a superfluous luxury. As the sun rises and the sun sets, every household sleeps peacefully in the silver moonlight, except for a wooden house separated from the villagers by some distance, and a louder cry is heard.

Barbara glared at her eldest daughter with a headache, crying, she knew that crying, she could make a mistake in doing such a trivial matter, just this ability, do you still want to be the incarnation of the goddess on top?

"Mom...... I, I didn't mean to...... There's a lot of blood, they're so scary, I'm afraid, woo......"

Aletha was just an ordinary child, and during the day she ran to tell the servants of God, recited those words in public as her mother told her, and showed the panic and fear she was asked to do, which was already a super-level performance for her.

The stench in the house, the blood totem on the ground and Agatha's face, the words that the old servant warned her, even the fire at the village chief's house...... All of this had quite a shock to the child.

Even, when she remembered Agatha talking to her now, she couldn't help but tremble in the bottom of her heart.

Barbara finally relented and took her into her arms and coaxed her gently.

There was another thumping sound in the utility room downstairs, the sound of a heavy and weak man slapping himself on the door.

Barbara reflexively showed disgust.

Despite such a challenging expression, her weather-stained and distorted face could still be seen to be gorgeous inherited from her mother's generation.

She was a beauty when she was younger, otherwise Sears wouldn't have bought her back from the tavernkeeper with all her possessions, oh, don't mention that damn idiot, if it weren't for him, she wouldn't have suffered so many years!

Barbara thought of the handsome and generous tavernkeeper, and then the idiot downstairs, and her face became even more ugly.

"Mom...... We haven't given it today, Hiccup, prepare food for him......" Alaisa reminded her as she hiccuped.

Barbara sneered contemptuously, "Someone will give it to him, it would be better if he starved to death, Uncle Deweyk is much better than he is to you, isn't he, baby?" ”

Alesa was stunned for a moment, compared it in her heart, and then nodded decisively.

"Speaking of which, what the hell is going on with that damn devil today, and who untied her rope? That blood was used to hook her mania, not to practice that damn communication! Barbara suppressed her anger and whispered, "Don't let me find that person, or I'll make him look good!" ”

Alaisa trembled, and her voice was weak: "I, I only told Dorjee...... But I don't know if he went in or not, inside, there was no one else ......"

"Dorjee?" Barbara's brow furrowed, she remembered that the kid was a street child adopted by Sears' sister and seemed to work at the temple - in other words, he actually had a lot of opportunities to meet with Moose!

She took a sharp breath and said solemnly, "Okay baby, listen to me, then you have to go and explain to Dorjee, as you and Master Moose said, it was Sears who beat Agatha to the point of bleeding, and you went for help because you were worried and couldn't find me, understand?" ”

"Also, we must be ...... to that devil next," she hesitated before she said with difficulty, "be nice to her, and so will Sears." Starting tomorrow you have to behave well, be kind to your sister, and take care of your father. ”

Barbara began to explain the rules to her eldest daughter one by one.

Obviously, for Alaissa, who was accustomed to the current way of getting along, this change came too suddenly, and she was unprepared and full of resistance.

Aletha was so surprised that she forgot to wipe her tears, and her little face was full of grievances: "Why?!" ”

She was not happy, in this house, Barbara was the head of the house, and she was the only child that her mother loved, as for the others, one was a fool and the other was a waste, why should she divide the limited things among two nasty ghosts?

"Because the committee has sent commissioners, they will come to inspect our family, and if you want to go back to the Holy Capital with them, do as I say." Barbara sat by the window, her face next to the moonlight side showing a rare seriousness, which made Alesa nod involuntarily.

As the mother and daughter were planning ambitiously, a slender black shadow left the doorway.

Lan Shuying listened to it with relish just now.

As she eavesdropped, the imprisoned man downstairs grew impatient, and before Barbara went down to beat her up herself, Lan Shuying went to the kitchen, fished out the freshly cooked potatoes from the pot, cut them into pieces, and sprinkled them with a thin layer of less delicate salt.

The dinner plate was stuffed through a gap about eight centimeters high under the wooden door, and was eagerly grabbed by the man.

However, Lan Shuying caught a vague "thank you", she was slightly stunned, and then playfully pulled the corners of her mouth.

In Agatha's memory, Sears was a qualified husband and father, and he believed in the goddess Degu like thousands of Paramanes, but his happiness threshold was too low for him to live peacefully with his ambitious mistress, Barbara.

The quarrels and fights continued for several years, until Sears accidentally fell off while repairing the roof.

Maybe it was because he broke his head that time, or maybe it was because the long argument pushed him to a certain point, in short, he became an intermittent mad fool, and the violent tendencies when he went crazy became the key point for Barbara's mother and daughter to attack him.

Let's put it this way, the group that came during the day didn't have the slightest suspicion of the information that Sears beat people, and the reason why Lan Shuying was able to pick herself out was because she played a good memory, and according to Agatha's only one theological class, she restored the charms in the books to the old god servant.

"Daddy, it's me, Agatha." Lan Shuying used Agatha's tone, as if talking to herself, about today's events.

In fact, when Sears was locked up here, most of the time Agatha brought food, and the little girl could not have contact with children of the same age, so she often spoke to Sears through the door, even if he could not communicate at all.

The people inside have long since stopped chewing.

He was listening intently to her.

Lan Shuying could feel Sears' breathing gradually moving down—he probably wanted to get a good look at his beloved little daughter through the eight centimeters under the door.

"The temple will send someone to our house," she said, not cooperating with his movements, but leaning against the door and whispering in a low voice, "I think this is a good opportunity for us to leave." ”

After a short while, a man's hoarse voice came from the other side of the door: "Yes...... My little goddess. ”

She feigned surprise: "Are you sober?!" ”

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