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"You—where did you get it? ”

The man sitting at the root of the tree stared at the roast chicken in Jiao'er's hand with straight eyes, and the aroma almost made him unconscious. But he still knew that Jiao'er had no money on him, and he couldn't get a chicken.

"An uncle gave it to me. ”

Jiao'er pretended to be natural, and then tore off a chicken leg and handed it to his father-in-law, "Father-in-law, eat it." ”

"Nope. The man swallowed and looked away. His conscience did not allow him to eat food of unknown origin. In his heart, his children should be upright, kind, and backbone people.

And where are there any people in these barren mountains and mountains? Even if there are people's homes, they are all broken houses, where is there surplus food for them? Who can believe that they are even given a chicken?

"What's wrong?" was still a little dazed, after all, he had gone to great lengths to get the food.

"Tell me how this chicken came from. Are you ......" The man stared into Jiao'er's eyes, unable to bear to say more. He thought that the roast chicken had been stolen from the family down the mountain.

"Me. Jiao'er's eyes dodged for a moment, but he didn't say any more.

The man's heart was still a little puzzled, but when he saw Jiao'er's reaction, his whole heart was half cold.

"Sure enough!" the man was angry, and pushed away the hand that he held the chicken leg out to himself, and the chicken leg flew upside down and fell into the grass in the distance.

"Father-in-law!" Jiao'er's eyes quickly covered with a layer of mist, staring at the pile of wild grass in a daze, and said in a choked voice: "You, how can you ......?"

"I'd rather starve to death than eat food like this!" said the man, who, with the last of his strength, snatched the remaining chickens from his hand and threw them into the distance.

The roast chicken hit a tree, rolled to the ground, and was drowned in the grass.

He stared righteously ahead, gasping for air.

Jiao'er slowly turned her face to look at him, her cheeks covered with tears.

"Father-in-law......

The man was also softened by the pitiful appearance of torture, but he still couldn't forgive his child for doing this!

Thinking like this, he tilted his head a few more stiffly, not letting his peripheral eyes see the poor torturer.

"Do you know what you've done...... "Jiao'er wiped her tears and cried aggrievedly.

The man pricked up his ears, wanting to hear what his child would say. He thought that if he admitted his mistake, he would forgive him and reason with him.

"Before Father Yan was arrested, tell me to take good care of you......"

When the man heard him talk about her husband, his eyes immediately drooped and he lost his strength. This child is also very pitiful, he has lost his father Yan, and he still has to serve his half-dead father-in-law. Are you asking too much of him?

Isn't it just stealing a chicken? The child is filial piety and survival, which can be said to be reasonable, right?

"Then you shouldn't steal from other people. The man still couldn't help but sigh with a little reproach and a serious tone.

Jiao'er was stunned for a moment, and when he heard his father-in-law say this, his crying became even louder, and he shouted aggrievedly: "Father-in-law, what are you talking about? Jiao'er didn't, Jiao'er didn't steal anything, it wasn't stolen by Jiao'er, you wronged me......

With that, he stood up indignantly and ran into the grass in the distance looking for roast chicken and chicken legs.

"No, you didn't steal it?" The man was also a little surprised, what else could it be if it wasn't stolen? Could it really be that a well-wisher gave him a chicken? Why? Why should people give him a chicken when such a chicken doesn't lay eggs and birds don't poop?

He felt that he didn't know much about his child anymore, and after only a few days of hard life, his bad nature was exposed......

Jiao'er didn't say a word, her eyes were filled with tears of grievance, and she stubbornly played with the grass to find the roast chicken back.

"How could it be that you didn't steal it!" The man saw Jiao'er's unconvinced look, and felt that his face was disgraced for a while.

Bao'er still didn't speak, and vigorously uprooted the grass on the ground and threw it aside. It's not so much that he's looking for roast chicken, it's better to say that he's losing his temper to show his father-in-law.

"What are you doing with all the grass, you kid!" cried the man red-faced.

"I'm looking for chickens. ”

Torture finally spoke, but the attitude was tough, which only made the man more angry.

"What kind of chicken are you looking for! You can't be angry! We are all desperate, what do you usually learn from your Yan Father!" The man was so angry that his body trembled. His husband was a man of integrity, majesty, loyalty, righteousness, reason, and faith, but how could his son ......

"I didn't! I said I didn't steal!"

As soon as he heard the man mention Father Yan, whom he had always respected, his grievances and anger swelled even more, making him cry out loud.

The man was so upset by this voice that he asked, "Then tell me how the roast chicken came from?"

As soon as this question came out, Jiao'er was silent again, dodging his eyes, and his arrogance went down a lot.

"Why? Don't you dare to say it?" the man choked up, "Although your Yan Father is no longer here, you can't forget what he taught you so quickly!"

"I haven't forgotten!" Kou'er stubbornly wiped away her tears and stood still.

"Then look at the way you are now! How do you talk to me? Are you all pretending to be filial piety before?"

"Me!" he looked at his father-in-law, and saw that his sick white face was also covered with water droplets, and he felt that he had done something wrong.

But he was wronged, and he couldn't help but complain that his father had wronged him, "I didn't ...... I really love you, Father-in-law. Although you have been sick all these years, I rarely see you, but after all, we are close relatives, not to mention that Father Yan also asked me to take good care of you. ”

The man tilted his head and said nothing angrily.

Jiao'er knelt down, "Father, I was wrong, I shouldn't have confronted you." ”

"You shouldn't have contradicted me, but your bigger fault isn't this!" the man angrily pointed at the torturer, hoping that he would know his mistake.

"I, I really didn't steal. Jiao'er looked around helplessly, feeling a word of suffering.

"Then you say!How did the chickens come about?"

Seeing that Jiao'er didn't speak again, he said cruelly, "If you don't say it today, I will immediately crash to death on this tree, I Duan Yihang don't have an unfilial and unrighteous son like you!"

Hearing this, Jiao'er struggled with her eyes looking at the ground, but she was still silent.

"Okay!" Duan Yihang supported the tree with his hand to make himself barely stand up, looking at the thick trunk, trembling and about to hit his head.

"Father-in-law!"

Jiao'er stepped forward in three steps and two steps to grab him, crying and shouting, "What the hell are you going to do! Jiao'er has lost Father Yan, and you are the only relative like you, do you still want to leave me!"

He trembled with fear, and he almost lost his last relative.

Duan Yihang couldn't help but feel sad when he heard Jiao'er say that he had left him.

Looking at the pitiful appearance of Jiao'er crying with a handful of snot and tears, he only felt a heartache. Looking at the sky and crying.

"I didn't steal the chickens. As she spoke, Jiao'er untied her clothes, and said, "I am a chicken that I bought for a day of carrying water and firewood for the owner of a manor." ”

Duan Yihang looked at the red and blue marks on Jiao'er's shoulder, and trembled in distress and wanted to touch it. But he was afraid of touching the torture, so he hung his hand in the air with tears.

"I'm afraid that you will feel distressed when you hear it, so I won't say ......it," Jiao'er cried aggrievedly.

"Child......" Duan Yihang pulled his clothes, put them on him, held him in his arms, and sobbed incessantly.

"Father-in-law. Jiao'er didn't dare to forget Father Yan's teachings. Jiao'er hugged Duan Yihang's waist in fear.

"Good boy, it's my father-in-law who is wrong, and my father-in-law shouldn't have wronged you. Duan Yihang kissed Jiao'er's forehead with tears in his eyes, "You are a good boy." ”

"It's a pity to roast the chicken...... Can't eat it. You're still hungry......"

Jiao'er still couldn't help but look at the grass twice.

"It's okay, my father will eat it if it's dirty. That's what Torturer has worked so hard for. Duan Yihang held back tears and pulled out a smile.

Jiao'er cried and nodded vigorously.

Duan Yihang hugged him tightly, wanting to give him warmth and give him a feeling of home. A child has to endure such pain, who can understand him?

"Father-in-law. ”

Torturer called softly.

"Well, I'm here. ”

Jiao'er was silent for a while, shrunk into Duan Yihang's arms, and asked in a low voice, "Father Yan, ...... Can you come back?"

Duan Yihang's heart was tugging. Will he come back......

"Will we be arrested too?"

Jiao'er continued to ask.

Duan Yihang cried and shook his head, "Father doesn't know. ”

"Can we still go home?"

Jiao'er's questions one after another finally made Duan Yihang unable to say a word. yes, can I still go home, where is home......

"Father-in-law?"

"Hmm. ”

"Can't you go back......

His voice grew quieter and quieter, so much so that at last he didn't have the confidence to ask any more.

Duan Yihang suddenly felt that he couldn't hurt the child like this, and he always had to give him hope.

Thinking of this, he tried to pull out a smile and rubbed Jiao'er's head, "How could it be." God wouldn't be so cruel. ”

"Oh my God, do you mean God?" said Jiao'er, looking up at her innocent face.

Duan Yihang was stunned for a moment and smiled, "Yes, come, let's eat, go to the temple, God will definitely bless us." ”

"Temple?" said Jiao'er, a little excited. That gave him a glimmer of hope.

"Hmm. Come on, let's get the roast chicken back. Duan Yihang gently patted Jiao'er's buttocks.

"Father-in-law, don't move, I'll come. ”

"Then you are not allowed to pull weeds again. ”

“...... Well, got it. Jiao'er pouted shyly and hurriedly ran to find the roast chicken.

Duan Yihang slowly looked up at the blue sky, the clouds were rolling up, and he couldn't help but murmur: "Really...... Is there a God......"

After looking at it for a while, he suddenly felt a warmth in his heart. How could there be no God? Heaven and earth are so big, and if there is no God, who created all this?

He slowly closed his eyes, his lips touched slightly, and he said as if to himself: "God, please bless the life of my husband Jun Chen Qu......"