Shi Xiaodan secretly observed his father.

He had been sitting there for a long time.

I don't have the heart to do so much work.

Just sit there stupidly.

The wind blew in gusts, blowing his hair messy and his body cold.

He didn't feel it, and sat there dumbfounded, his gaze unfocused.

A drizzle fell quietly in the sky,

Bit

Silently.

Fell on his hair, fell on his body,

Gradually, his whole body became damp......

What was he thinking?

The child watched him carefully.

Ever since he can remember, this father has always been so melancholy, looking at his eyes, he is always so unhappy.

He didn't know why, this father was always beaten and scolded by others.

Allowed others to be bullied, but he never dared to resist at all.

He has always been silent.

Sometimes, you don't say a word throughout the day.

When I talked to him, he didn't answer, just stared at him blankly.

At this time, I don't know what happened to him, he sat there alone for a long time, and didn't pay attention to himself.

Ignore yourself and ignore him.

Shi Xiaodan walked under the tree and started to grab stones by himself.

He knew that what he had to do was not to disturb his father.

This father, since he saw that old man this morning, has become a fool.

............

Shi Yue sat there in a daze, his eyes in a trance saw those scenes from many years ago.

His father taught him martial arts,

Hand in hand, one move and one style.

He also saw his father leading him on the field, galloping and fighting.

When the enemy threatened him, he fearlessly stood in front of him, desperately trying to protect himself.

............

I also saw a lot.

and himself, when he was newly married, his father gave him his sword purple jade......

His eyes were full of pain, and at some point, tears flashed.

However, he also saw his father angrily slamming the inkstone at him.

Hit yourself the head.

The pain was so painful that I almost fainted.

Blood flowed down and obscured his vision.

Although it has been many years, Shi Yue still felt the scene at that time.

Severe pain, fear, ......

And the ...... that borders on madness. Frenzy......

............

No matter how much the pain of the torture instrument was beaten afterwards, he could not alleviate his guilt, self-blame and regret for his father's words that he had offended him.

Shi Yue muttered: "I'm sorry ......"

"I'm sorry ......"

He knelt down and knocked deeply,

Shi Yue: "Forgive me!"

"Please forgive me ......"

The tears that had been rolling in his eyes for a long time finally dripped down,

Dripping on a weed on the ground,

Rolling, sliding down, dipped in the dirt.

..................

The prisoner finally chopped the firewood and moved it to the kitchen door to pile it up.

He was so tired.

I didn't rest and I didn't have anything to eat for two days.

In the past, some leftovers were poured into his broken bowl in the kitchen, so that his father and son could barely eat.

Hungry and full.

As long as the father and son have something to eat, they can continue their humble lives.

But in the past two days, the kitchen may have forgotten, and there was no food for the father and son.

I was so hungry.

I still have to do so many heavy work endlessly,

The slut was extremely weak, and his legs kept shaking.

He looked at the pitiful appearance of the child next to him, who was already so hungry that he couldn't speak, and his heart was really painful.

But he didn't dare to go into the kitchen to find food.

He looked at the bucket at the kitchen door.

Filthy leftovers inside......

Before he knew it, he actually walked towards the bucket......

At this moment, a cook came out of the kitchen.

She looked at the poor father and son, who were ragged and dizzy with hunger.

The eyes are fierce and full of disgust.

When her father saw her eyes, he stood there, curled up, afraid to speak.

But......

I'm so hungry.

The slut took his son and knelt down to the cook.

In his hand, he held the broken bowl that he usually eats.

Shi Yue: "...... Master, give me something to eat. ”

As if she hadn't heard it, the cook was doing her own thing.

Shi Yue: "......"

The slut mustered up his courage again.

Shi Yue: "Master, I haven't eaten for a day or two, give me something to eat!"

Shi Yue: "......"

Shi Yue: "I'm so hungry!"

The cook glanced at the humble father and son.

Shi Yue: "...... Oh, boy, I'm too hungry to stand it!"

He begged bitterly, begged humbly.

The cook returned to the kitchen, went in and brought out a large bowl of dirty bowls, and stood in front of the slut.

"Wash them!"

The slut didn't dare to disobey his orders, and picked up the bowl and washed it with a trembling tremble.

There were some leftovers in the dirty bowl.

He and the child took it with their hands, shoving the filthy leftovers into their mouths.

Seeing the father and son look so shitty,

The chubby cook almost threw up.

She walked up to the slut, raised the spatula in her hand, and struck it on the scarred back of the slut.

"Wash!

The slut was beaten, "oh oh" **, hurry up and clean the bowl.

Finally cleaned this large pile of dirty bowls, and the slut was already shaking his hands and feet, and he was dizzy.

He sat limply on the ground, unable to speak.

The cook came out with two dry steamed buns and threw them in front of the father and son.

The father and son picked up the steamed buns and gnawed hungrily.

For some reason, the child ate faster, and ate the steamed bun in a while.

He cast his greedy gaze on the remaining half of the steamed bun in his father's hand.

The father saw what his son meant, and gave him more than half of the steamed buns in his hand.

The child finished eating a few bites again.

Although my father was hungry, he ate slowly.

He saw the child staring at the steamed bun in his hand, swallowing saliva.

It's heart-wrenching.

He gave all the rest of the steamed buns to his child.

Then he turned his gaze to the bucket by the door......

The child stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth.

However, he looked up and saw his father's hungry eyes staring at the steamed bun in his hand.

I saw him swallowing uncontrollably.

The child wrenched the steamed bun in half and put the big half into his father's hand.

Father and son looked at each other and slowly divided the meagre amount of food that was left......

They ate slowly, as long as they could.

But they didn't notice the child standing under the tree not far away.

That aristocratic child.

pallor

The whole body turned out to be,

trembling uncontrollably,

Trembling......

And he saw his thin father, kneeling humbly before the servant, the maid,

Crying bitterly,

Seeing him being beaten and humiliated by the servants.

Seeing the father and son digging out the dirty and disgusting leftovers in the dirty bowl and stuffing them into their mouths,

Seeing my father's hunger, but repeatedly putting the pitiful amount of food in his hands,

Divide it for your own children, that kind of loving look.

His tears,

Restlessly,

Restlessly,

Flowed down......

............