But in fact, those people did not leave at all, but hid outside the door and waited, made a silent gesture to his subordinates, and then hid by the wall outside the door and waited quietly.

The little beggar is worried about the old man and wants to go out.

Yun Xiaoxiao used all the strength of his body to suppress him, and the hand covering his mouth was bitten by him and he didn't let go.

The people at the door waited for a long time and saw that there was still no movement, and the boss touched the sparse beard on his chin: Could it be that he is suspicious, is the girl really not in it?

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, there was still no movement, and then he left with a group of people.

Hearing the footsteps of the people outside, Yun Xiaoxiao waited for a long time, and only let go of the little beggar when he saw that there was no movement.

She was now weak, her face was as white as paper, and her head hurt as if she had been beaten several times with a hammer.

The little beggar didn't pay any attention to her, but hurried out to find the old man.

Seeing the old man lying in the corner of the wall and not moving, the little beggar was stunned, staggered to the old man's side, sat down, shook the old man's corpse and cried: "Grandpa, wake up, grandpa, what's wrong with you, don't leave me, wake up soon......"

Yun Xiaoxiao heard the cry of the little beggar, and was shocked, the old man was really killed?

She tried to crawl out of the hole, but as soon as she moved, she fainted in pain.

When Yun Xiaoxiao woke up, it was already night.

The bright moonlight slanted in through the lattice, which was no longer covered with window paper, and it was barely possible to see in the dark room.

Winter nights are bone-chilling.

She was in a fever at this time, hot and cold, making her feel like she was in dire straits.

Raising his hand, he found that he had finally gained some strength after sleeping for a long time, so he endured the pain and crawled out of the hole.

As soon as he climbed up, he saw the little beggar sitting beside the old man's corpse, motionless.

Yun Xiaoxiao wanted to stand up, but as soon as she stood up straight, she fell to the ground with a "snap", so she simply crawled.

With great difficulty, he climbed up to the little beggar, reached out to wipe the two lines of tears from his face, and hugged him into his arms.

The little beggar lay in Yun Xiaoxiao's arms, and cried bitterly, beating her with a powerful little fist, again and again.

The corners of Yun Xiaoxiao's mouth overflowed with blood again, but he still didn't make a sound, didn't let go, and let him fight.

This is the punishment she deserves, she killed the old man, and killed the person who depended on the little beggar for his life.

After the little beggar beat her more than ten times, he stopped his hand and hugged her and cried darkly: "Sister...... Grandpa died. ”

Yun Xiaoxiao could only hug him tightly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" burst into tears.

Even when she was defiled, beaten, or thrown to feed the wolves, she never cried.

Now he is crying hysterically and hoarse.

A stranger who is not related to her and lost his life for her.

And her family, what did they do to her?

Hatred arose in her heart, she hated God's blindness, hated the cold-blooded ruthlessness of her family, and hated the injustice of this world.

The little beggar fell asleep in her arms when she was tired of crying, and she gently laid him down to let him sleep more comfortably.

Then he turned around and crawled to the old man's corpse, looked at the already cold corpse and shed two lines of tears: "Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of him in my lifetime, and I won't let him be cold, hungry, lonely, and miserable." ”

Yun Xiaoxiao was tired of crying and sat quietly for a while, before crawling to the place where she slept during the day, rummaging through the straw to find the half of the steamed bun, and found that it had been stepped on, but fortunately it was wrapped in oiled paper, and it was quite clean.

I opened the oil paper and chewed the steamed bun and ate it slowly, only to feel a little more comfortable in the empty stomach.

The place was safe for the time being, but not for long, and those people would think that she was still here.

She had to hurry to regain her strength so she could leave.

Turning his head to look at the little beggar curled up in a cold ball, he had killed his grandfather in order to save her.

She clenched her fists, her nails digging into the flesh without pain, and she took a few deep breaths before calming down.

That's it, after all, she killed the old man, and the old man was on his deathbed, so she would take the little beggar with her in the future, and the two lonely people also had a companion.

It's just that he is still being hunted down and killed, and his life is not guaranteed at any time, and I don't know if I can protect him?

If it involves him again, it will be really a sin.