In a small hill not far from the town of Moyuan, in the dense mountain forest, sits a dilapidated log cabin, which may have been a resting place for hunters or a post station for pedestrians, but now it is the home of Arya and Alan's children.

In the silence of the night, a bright bonfire lit in the humble hut, the sound of burning dead wood and the sound of two young men talking.

"Arya, can you stop teasing me in the future?"

While eating the roast chicken leg in his hand, the young man muttered and said to the bad girl next to him helplessly.

"Then what's the matter, you're my dog's leg! Didn't you say okay, you will be blessed and difficult in the future, and now I can't stand it if I tease you a little and joke with you, and then I will have to do it later?"

"Don't just see me teasing you, in fact, I am cultivating you since childhood, in order to build you into a high-quality idol and find a beautiful daughter-in-law in the future, this is such hard work. You have to learn to be grateful and understand the good intentions of my mentor and friend. ”

Hehe, if you want to escape from the palm of my mother's hand, Alan, you are still too tender.

As a three-no eldest sister with no discipline, no quality and no conscience in the industry, how can she let go of such a hard-working, obedient and loyal little brother.

"Arya! you're going to make fun of me. Forget it, I can't talk about you anyway, and I don't know why you know so many crooked truths. ”

When chatting with Alan, as the flames flickered, I suddenly remembered the situation when I first met Alan.

At that time, although I was a beggar, I was not an orphan, and I lived happily with the priest Armani, who had adopted many young beggars, and the small courtyard was crowded with more than 20 brightly colored dirty children.

The children are precocious and full of personality, begging together, playing together, joking and crying together.

But at that time, everyone didn't like Allen, just because everyone thought that Allen, who had a dark red markings in the corner of his eye, was a person cursed by an ominous devil.

And at that time, only Pastor Giorgio Armani and himself did not have an indifferent attitude towards the lonely Allen. I was quite strange at the time, obviously they were such precocious children, how could they easily believe this kind of god-ghost remarks.

Perhaps blaming the miserable circumstances of childhood on the punishment of the gods can bring some comfort to the cold heart.

Behind the strong walls, there is often also a soft cowardice, just because the weight of being forced to be strong is too heavy for the soul to bear.

Back in the day, I just said, "Let's make friends!".

In the blink of an eye, little Allen was full of tears and cried his nose excitedly, and I thought it was funny.

After giving Allen a portion of the chicken leg that he couldn't eat, this cute little guy actually dared to cut his finger with a knife and swear a blood oath to learn to protect me for the rest of my life, and I was more or less moved while feeling funny.

Since then, I have a loyal dogleg behind me, and even in the face of fierce and vicious beasts, he will desperately guard in front of me.

But what makes me regret is that even if I give chicken legs to other people later, I can no longer give even one more leg of dogs, but let myself be hungry for several days.

This makes me feel very entangled, after all, no one dislikes loyal subordinates.

Probably because I was a little embarrassed to be stared at, or maybe the fire in the room was too strong, Alan was eagerly biting the chicken leg and suddenly stiffened, his little face was covered with red clouds, and the dark red markings at the corners of his eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of pink.

Looking at the face of the little guy in front of him holding a chicken leg and smirking, his innocent eyes did not contain a trace of impurities, and he felt a pain in his heart inexplicably, and he couldn't bear it.

"Alan, believe me, in the future, the eldest sister will definitely take you to eat and drink spicy food, there are endless chicken legs to eat, hot soup to drink, and a big soft bed quilt, so you can sleep until you wake up naturally. ”

Alan looked at me a little blankly, as if he couldn't believe that this was the black-hearted Arya he knew.

Just as I was about to slap this ignorant stinky boy on the head, I saw Alan put down the half of the chicken leg bone in his hand and said solemnly, quite seriously.

"Arya, I'm full, you eat. ”

Looking up at Allen's sincere little expression, he looked down at the half of the chicken leg bone tightly grasped in his dirty little hand, and inexplicably felt a little pain in his gums.

Maybe you shouldn't have spared those damn sympathies in the first place, especially for bear kids with holes in their heads.

Rubbing his eyebrows, sure enough, after eating a full meal, he will have the urge to hit people, which is human nature.

Well, I'm lying, because I've already started to flip the other person over.

I looked down and saw that I was knocked to the ground, even though I stomped on my head with my left foot, and my eyes were still staring at the pit boy who was holding on to the chicken legs.

It may be the unique reserve of a girl, which makes me feel that this action is a little unladylike, so I quietly withdrew my left foot that was stepping on Alan's head and secretly replaced it with my right foot.

Just as I was about to perform the horrific Otherworldly Ten Tortures on Alan, there was a rhythmic knock on the tattered and patched wooden door.

When... When! While!~

Oh, the knock on the door is two short and one long, short and powerful, the rhythm is brisk, capable and elegant, and the person who comes must be a promising young man who has read poetry and books.

"Is anyone there, please?"

Well, the voice sounds a little old.

Well...... In this way, outside the door should be a promising old man who has read poetry and books.

When outsiders asked, I inexplicably wanted to laugh, are people's heads in other worlds made of sweet potatoes?

The bright bonfire in the house, the flickering firelight, and the figure projected on the windows and walls are clearly visible, you are really my idiot.

It was late at night, an old man came to the dense forest alone, knocked on the door unhurriedly after seeing the firelight, and even said the greeting like an idiot.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good are not coming.

Silently, I looked down at Allen, who was trampled underfoot, and found that he was also looking at me in a daze.

The wordless tacit understanding allows us to communicate without speaking and just by looking at us.

So I lifted my chin and gestured to Alan with my eyes.

"See that stick behind you, don't you pick it up, get ready, let's do it first, fuck him!"

After receiving my signal, Alan nodded vigorously in understanding and stood up quietly.

And I showed a motherly smile, expressing my comfort that my son could be taught.

"I'm sorry! there's no one in the room, so hurry up!"

A calm and powerful child's voice exploded in the cabin.

The boy with a hole in his head turned around and gave me a thumbs up, revealing a row of shiny steel teeth, and an expression on his face that he was about to praise me, unaware of the distorted face of the girl in front of him who was too precocious and had entered menopause early, and was already so red and black with anger.

I'll hit ~~

A heavy punch hit Allen in the stomach, and the son is not the fault of his mother, which is a sin.

Looking at Allen, whose painful body was arched like a prawn, the two pieces of thick eyebrows tightly locked together, and the cuteness with an ignorant face that didn't know what was wrong.

The anger in his heart quietly disappeared a little, after all, the other party was a teenager with a hole in his head.

Really, I am so stupid to believe that this young man with a hole in his head can read his own high-grade and deep hints.

cough cough ~ cough cough ~

I coughed lightly, relaxed my tense vocal cords, and recalled my past life, and I gradually entered the state.

"Grandpa, who are you looking for? My adults said that it was late at night, and you couldn't open the door to strangers casually, because there would be big bad wolves to eat children. ”

"Grandpa, otherwise you just wait outside the door for a while, and my father will be back later!"

Ignoring the fact that he sat slumped in place, shivering, and pointed at a boy with a hole in my head with a look of horror.

I touched my chin and nodded in satisfaction.

Well, yes, the acting skills of the past have not fallen in the slightest.

The voice is sinister, sweet, three points cute and seven points ignorant, plus the innocent sheep tone is enough to break the defense of any ill-intentioned strange uncle.