"Our village has been hunted down and killed." The old man was now sitting on the bed, holding his Ye Zigui tightly in his arms.

This is the village chief's house, and they sit on the side after solving the misunderstanding.

There were only the village chief, the Ye family father and son, Feng Naner and Hua Qianchu in the house.

So we built a cellar and a new house to escape their pursuit. The houses you entered the village were our former homes. The old man said, as if telling a distant story.

"What about the theater?" Feng Naner asked.

"The theater itself has been around for a long time, when I was younger, it was already there." The old man said, "It's just that I set up those mechanisms in the theater to protect the villagers innocently." ”

"We found this in the theater." Feng Naner took out the handbook he found in the theater, and the old man was very excited when he saw it.

He took it tremblingly, and the tears followed him page by page to the end.

"I didn't expect you to find ......" The old man's eyes were already blurred with tears, what an unbearable past, and this is also the culprit who allowed the whole village to live such a life of fugitive.

"Later...... What happened? Feng Naner asked softly, knowing that it must be a very sad ending.

The old man shook his head in pain and whimpered lowly.

It was a long time before he spoke, and it was time for the truth of those dusty pasts to be revealed.

"This handbook is a relic of my junior sister, and those soft ones.

I am an orphan, fatherless and motherless. It was the head of the regiment who took me in and taught me to sing.

When I was nine years old, the head of the regiment brought back a female doll who was only six years old, and that was my junior sister.

Since then, I have grown up with my younger sister, who is very talented in singing, but likes to be lazy from time to time.

When my sister was 14 years old, I performed on stage for the first time. My sister told me that the costume in Tsing Yi was very beautiful. Since then, she has been practicing diligently every day, and soon, she has the opportunity to perform on stage for the first time.

It's just a small color dan.

But the younger sister did not appear discouraged, but more diligent. The first time she put on the Tsing Yi costume was the makeup I put on her.

I thought, if only I could keep going like this.

But soon, everything changed.

The head of the troupe decided to take us out on tour, and the younger sister was very happy that she was finally able to fulfill her long-held expectations.

So I told the head of the troupe, let my junior sister make Tsing Yi, and I would just play a little student.

Later, after a performance, my sister often wandered and even became a little depressed. I decided to take her out for a walk, and when she came back, she couldn't hide the joy on her face.

I looked at my sister's happy appearance, and I felt happy for the first time. At that time, I knew that I had fallen in love with my sister inextricably.

But later, I found out that my sister fell in love with a man, and her joy and sorrow, and her depression were all for that man.

I'm sad, but I think it's good as long as my sister likes it.

But I couldn't help but go out and drink, and in the same restaurant, I saw the man.

He laughed frivolously, and he said to the few gentlemen beside him, if you can get that girl, I'll leave it for you to taste.

At that time, I knew that the Nizi he was talking about was referring to my junior sister.

I thought it would be fine if it was a sincere man, but how could this kind of livestock that is inferior to pigs and dogs touch my junior sister?

I couldn't wait to tell my sister that I was afraid that she would be deceived. But my sister was devoted to that man, and she didn't want to listen to what I said.

That was the first time I had an argument with my sister, and after that, I secretly followed my sister until she met the man.

I had a big fight with a man, and my sister did something to me in order to defend that man, and finally shed tears of grievance.

I couldn't bear to be in a dilemma, so I left. I warned the man to be nicer to my sister, but in the end I was disappointed.

It was the second half of the first month, and the head of the regiment decided to wait for the man's dowry, and then let the younger sister marry in a beautiful manner.

I wanted to stay with my sister for fear that she would be bullied.

But that night, I saw that my sister and the man had gone out and had not returned, so I waited for her at the door.

After that, the younger sister came back, disheveled, and there were traces of abuse on her body. I knew that my worst fears had happened.

The junior sister's eyes were red and swollen, and her eyes were blank. She walked past me as if she didn't see me.

I called her over and over again, over and over again, but she didn't get any response.

I grabbed her hand, but she screamed like crazy. She screamed and scratched my hand over and over again, trying to break free from me. She shouted: 'Don't touch me! I don't care about you! Get out of here! ’

My heart hurt so much that I could only hug her tightly and tell her that I was her brother.

She cried for a long, long time, and she told me that the man had lied to her and found a group of people to bully her, and she told me how much she hated him.

I'm afraid she won't be able to think about it, so I'll stay by her side. She told me she wanted to take a bath, so I boiled water for her. The younger sister kept taking a bath, and even rubbed off a layer of skin.

She tried to kill herself several times, but I saved her. She asked me why I didn't let her die, and I didn't answer.

Because I just want her to live well.

The younger sister became moody, and even became more and more irritable.

I have been hiding this from the regiment commander and dare not say it, but paper can't contain the fire after all.

That day, the head of the troupe invited us to the performance with a wedding card from the man's house, and I had no choice but to tell us everything. The regimental commander was so angry when he found out that for the first time I saw tears in his eyes.

He said, 'You are all brought up by me, why don't you tell me this kind of thing, even if you die, you are all my children!' ’

The head of the regiment cried bitterly, I held back my tears and did not speak, and then my sister came in.

She was dressed in red and looked indifferent. She heard the conversation between me and the head of the regiment, and when she saw the invitation after greeting her, there was no wave in her eyes.

The regimental commander snatched the invitation and planned to tear it up. But the younger sister stopped, saying that if they didn't go, then they would invite someone else to go. In that case, why give up this opportunity to make money to someone else?

The head of the regiment felt sorry for his sister, but he couldn't resist his sister, so he set off the next day.

When she got there, the younger sister went out early and returned late every day, and no one knew what she was doing.

Just the day before the man got married, the younger sister stayed in the boudoir without leaving for a single step, and attended the three meals regularly.

That night, my sister came to my room to look for me. To my surprise, she took off the last of her clothes when she saw me.

She said she didn't know how to repay me, so she could only give me her filthy body. ”

Speaking of this, the old man smiled mockingly, not knowing whether he was mocking his junior sister or himself, but the story continued.