Outside the firewood room, the yak cow took out a dagger from his arms with a wicked smile, and walked towards the firewood room with a sad face, the tattoo on his face was the same as his face, flickering and dimming, in the dim halo of the shadowy lanterns in the courtyard, like a ghost.

Liu's pupils were so frightened that he forgot to breathe, and when the yak pushed the door open, Liu didn't know where he got the strength, and suddenly rushed into the thatched pile under the window to make firewood, and his whole body was hidden in it.

In front of the thatched pile, there was a pile of firewood, just blocking the thatched pile, and the outside couldn't be seen clearly, and I couldn't imagine that there were people hiding in it.

Liu hid his body in the haystack, bit his lower lip tightly, suppressed his nervous and trembling body, and looked at the firewood door through the gap in the firewood pile without blinking.

The door of the firewood room opened, and the yak ox lit the fire fold, and walked to a big pot stove in the corner of the wall like a leisurely stroll, with a ruffian smile on his face, and said complacently: "Little rabbit cub, you Lao Tzu and I are here again." ”

The yak cow stood beside the stove, held the edge of the pot with both hands, lifted it hard, lifted the whole cauldron, put it at his feet, fished out a small body with his right hand in the pot, and fished out a small body, the small body struggled desperately, but could not draw the slightest strength, and the writhing appearance was like a weak earthworm, without half the power.

The yak cut the rope that tied the baby, and looked at the little guy with his hands and feet but weak.

This stove is specially used by the inn to boil bath water, the countryside is afraid of cold in winter, do not like to bathe, so idle time mostly, even if someone wants to boil water, these jobs since the Yuan brothers came are done by them, giving the Yuan brothers an opportunity to take advantage of, this as a Tibetan location, the official came to search once but in vain.

The baby has been placed at the bottom of the pot for too long, and the small body is black and gray all over the head, and he can't see his true face clearly, but from the point of view of his body, it is a five or six-year-old male baby.

Liu's heart almost jumped out, and he tried his best to climb out of the dry thatch pile with his hands and feet, but he saw the yak reach out and take off a jade crown hairpin on the male baby's head and the gold lock plate on his chest, and threw the male baby into the cauldron, the cauldron was forced, and turned twice like a spinning top, and the male baby wanted to scream, but he opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

Liu didn't dare to act rashly, and his heart was slightly relaxed, this baby, although the body shape is similar to Song'er, but Song'er can't have gold or jade jewelry, and at first glance he is the little son of a rich and noble family.

Yak Niuzi looked at the little guy who was dizzy in the pot, and couldn't help but be happy, stretched out his big hand, and turned the cauldron quickly, causing the little baby to close his eyes, support the bottom of the pot tightly with his four feet, hold the edge of the pot tightly with both hands, and open his mouth to scream in fright, but in the end he could only make a "hmm" sound.

Liu's fists clenched, although this baby is not Song'er, but this yak cow treats a baby like this, how can it not make people angry, helpless, she is a weak woman with a single shadow, and going out is also the end of her life, the only thing she can do is to rinse and shed tears, wet the withered grass, but she is helpless.

Yak Niuzi played enough, held the cauldron down, and then pinched the baby's cheeks with one palm, and picked up the dagger with the other hand, and slashed a knife on the baby's face without pity.

Yak Niuzi looked back and slapped the little baby, and said gloomily: "It's the same as your old man!" I engraved the words for Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will now engrave the word 'adultery' for his son, and then send it to you in person, and you will end your life in front of him! Let him feel guilty for the rest of his life, and he will not be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life! ”

Where does the cow care if the baby struggles or not, and he scratches his forehead ruthlessly until the baby faints.

After a word was drawn, the baby's forehead was already blurred with blood, and it was all over his face.

Liu's heart was like a drop of blood, thinking about the sin suffered by this baby, his son Song'er could also be tortured like this, I don't know whether it is life or death, and an unprecedented courage suddenly surged in my heart, feeling that this baby is her Song'er, for her Song'er, she can no longer be as weak as many years ago, and the mother and son are separated.

Liu quietly crawled out of the thatch, the yak was so excited that he didn't pay attention to the sound behind the firewood stack behind him, and was holding a dagger to measure whether the second word "lewdness" was engraved on the left cheek or the right cheek.

Liu gently pushed open the ventilated window behind him, carefully climbed out of it, hurriedly ran to the shopkeeper's room, and called a few times and no one replied, only for a while, Liu's head suddenly became a little dizzy, and then he remembered that just now Yuan Dalang ordered to light the incense in the courtyard, Liu Shi was busy covering his mouth and nose, and followed the cigarette smoke, and found a finger-thick incense in the upwind outlet of the inn courtyard, and hurriedly threw the incense on the ground and stepped on it.

The people in the store were all caught in the incense, and no one could be found to help, so Liu had to sneak into the street outside the door again, and the street was as quiet as the inn, and there was no one to patrol the street.

Liu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, at night, the baby would be a little more dangerous, Liu saw the neatly laid firewood next to the medical hall, his heart was ruthless, he took off his coat, lit it with a fire fold and threw it on the firewood pile.

This firewood is pine firewood for boiling medicine, and the weather is dry and dry, plus Liu's clothes, in the blink of an eye, the fire will be raging, reflecting half of the sky, and there is a posture of burning in pieces.

Liu hurriedly dodged back to the inn, hid in the dark corner, and secretly looked in the direction of the firewood room.

Just for a moment. There was a noisy firefight, followed by the shouts of the old man in the medical hall who was eager to help others, and then more and more people rose up to help, for fear of being burned by the fire.

The eyebrows of the yak cow in the firewood stack couldn't help frowning, thinking that when he made an appointment with the Yuan brothers, why did he arrive so soon? Isn't it the prison, what's going on there?

The man grabbed the baby under his armpit, and was just about to step out of the firewood room, when an eager gong suddenly sounded outside the door, and he was so frightened that he threw the knife and the little baby at his feet at once, looking at more and more shadowy people outside the door, the yak cow took care of the baby flawlessly, threw the baby into the firewood, shook his hand and knocked over the fire fold standing on the stove, and then escaped from the inn door alone, and ran to the backyard of the county government.

Gao'er's head was already scarred, and he was knocked to the ground all of a sudden, and suddenly woke up in pain, opened his eyes, and entered the majestic fire, and his whole body was roasted hot, and the fire snake was like a real poisonous snake, spitting out provocations and devouring Gao'er, Gao'er wanted to turn over and crawl to the door, his limbs were suffocated in pain, and he couldn't move; I wanted to open my mouth to call for help, but I couldn't make a sound.

Seeing that the fire was about to burn to his clothes, Gao'er's tears flowed down instantly, and two white tear troughs were instantly washed out of his swarthy face, is this going to die? Is it finally going to die? That man tossed himself every time, not to eat, not to drink, and now it is a knife cut, and it is burned again, so if he dies, can he no longer hurt? In this way, can you meet the mother you have never met before?

Gao'er's eyes were gradually blurred by tears, and when he was desperate, in the bright red firelight, a pair of soft hands picked him up from the fire, and those eyes, so sad, looked at himself deeply, deeply; Those arms, so warm, hugged themselves tightly, tightly; The warm and moist cheeks were quietly, quietly attached to his blackened and dirty little face, for fear that he would disappear forever.

Gao Er couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth and murmured, "Mother! "But there are walnuts in my throat, and I can't make a sound.

I don't know if Liu Shi can distinguish it from the shape of his mouth, or if he empathizes, tears fell down, and he replied eagerly: "It's a mother, it's a mother, don't be afraid, it's a mother." ”

Gao Er smiled at the corner of his mouth, then tilted his head to the side, and fainted, his little hands tightly grasping Liu's clothes, for fear that Liu would leave him.

The firelight outside was wave after wave, and from time to time there was a shouting and killing sound, Liu Shi doused the fire in the firewood room with water, and hurriedly retracted into the room, not daring to go out to find Langzhong, so he had to do it himself, carefully pulled out the walnuts in Gao'er's throat, wiped and wiped Gao'er's black cheeks and wounds, sprinkled with trauma medicine, and bandaged them with a handkerchief.

Gao Er, who wiped off his little face, his face was as white as blue and white porcelain, and his eyebrows were picturesque, like a fairy child carved in pink and jade.

Liu gently touched the heavy handkerchief bandaged on Gao'er's forehead, this injury is healed, I'm afraid it will leave a scar, this yak is really damned, he did this poison to such a young child, not only scratched his forehead, but also took him away and killed him with his own hands in front of his father; If you don't have time to take it away, you have to burn the six-year-old baby alive! It's just a beast!

It was the first time in Liu's heart that he was so angry. This kind of anger is comparable to learning that Song'er was secretly sold to the Liu family by the old mansion; It's comparable to learning that Song'er was almost sold by his adoptive father for the second time.

Liu's tears flowed involuntarily again, on the one hand, for this poor Gao'er; On the other hand, I thought of Song'er, I didn't know whether Song'er was alive or dead, and I was worried.

Afraid that tears would drop on Gao'er's face and wake him up, Liu wiped the tears with his hands from time to time, and couldn't stop it, his fingers trembled and wanted to touch the wound on his forehead, and he was afraid that it would hurt to wake him up.

Or out of instinct, Gao Er actually opened his mouth in his sleep, Liu was delighted, took out one of the steamed buns left for Xiao Cui and a few people, soaked them in the water and softened them, and fed them to Gao Er little by little.

Gao Er's sleep was unusually unsteady, and he would be shocked or trembling every few moments, Liu simply held Gao Er in his arms, humming a little song like coaxing Mingyue, Mingyang and stars when he was a child, and gently patted Gao Er's back with the palm of his hand.

Xiaoqu'er's words are extraordinarily simple, "A child's life is as humble as grass; Can't sleep warmly, can't eat enough; Mother's heart is broken; My son, my ......"

In the gentle tune, Gao Er gradually fell asleep, but his hands were still tightly grasping Liu's clothes; Gradually, Liu's hands became numb, his legs were sore, and even his throat was dumb, but Liu didn't dare to move for half a minute, for fear of breaking Gao'er's quiet sleep and returning to this cruel world.