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    Mo Ran smiled again when he said this, and then continued: "A long time ago, there was a child."

    Chu Wanning closed his eyes: "Isn't it a cow eating grass? How is it a child?"

    "Listen to me first." Mo Ran smiled and said, "Once upon a time there was a child who was very poor. He had no father and mother, and he worked as a child laborer in a landlord's house.  A cow. The landlord¡¯s family gave him three cakes a day, and the child felt very satisfied if he could fill his stomach.¡±

    "One day, he went out to herd cattle as usual. On the road, he met a vicious dog and bit the leg of the cow. For this reason, the boy was beaten by the landlord without any accident. After the landlord finished beating him, he let  He went to kill the vicious dog to vent his anger. Otherwise, he would not give the child cake."

    "The child was very scared, so he had to beat the dog to death as ordered and brought it back. But when he returned home, the landlord discovered that the one that bit his farm cattle was actually the county lord's pet dog."

    Chu WanNing opened his eyes: "What should I do then?"

    "Then what can we do? That dog is the county lord's favorite, and the dog is used to showing off its power. Who knew it was beaten to death in such a muddle-headed way. If the county lord knew, he would definitely not let him go lightly. So the landlord thought more and more.  The more angry, he still didn't give the child any cakes, and threatened that if the county master came to his door, he would be sent out."

    Chu Wanning: "what a mess, it doesn't make sense at all, I won't listen."

    "A lot of things are unreasonable." Mo Ran smiled and said, "It's more money than anyone else, whoever has a hard fist, and who has a big official. The next day, the county master came to find someone. The child was sacrificed  Because he was so young, the magistrate was ashamed to lock him up, beat him ten times, and then let him out."

    Chu WanNing asked: "The child escaped after he came out?"

    Mo Ran said: "Haha, there is no escape, the child still returned to the landlord's house, healed his wounds, and continued to herd cattle for them. He still eats three cakes every day."

    "Isn't he angry?"

    "As long as he is full, he will not be angry." Mo Ran said, "If you hit a meal, you will have a meal, and it will pass when it passes. It has been peaceful for more than ten years. Later, the cowherd boy grew up. With him  The son of the landlord¡¯s family is also the same age. One day, several distinguished guests came to the landlord¡¯s house. The landlord¡¯s son saw that one of the guests brought a very beautiful agate snuff bottle. He liked it and stole it.  "

    "That snuff bottle is a family heirloom and is very valuable. The guests were panicked and searched for his things all over the house. Seeing that the landlord's son couldn't hide it, he stuffed the snuff bottle into the cowboy's hand and told him that if  If he dares to tell the truth, we will never give him food and let him starve to death."

    "" Hearing this, Chu Wanning was speechless. Although Xindao Mo Ran had been living outside since he was a child and lost his loneliness, he grew up in Yuefu anyway, and his mother was the steward of Yuefu.  Although it is not happy, it is not miserable. No matter how you make up such a gloomy and gloomy story.

    Mo Ran said with relish: "The snuff bottle was found soon, and the cowherd boy had to bite the bullet and confess in order to eat, but what was waiting for him was another violent beating. This time, they beat him  He couldn¡¯t get out of bed for three days. The landlord¡¯s son escaped, so he secretly gave the cowherd boy a steamed bun with pork belly in it.  He has never tasted such a delicacy, so while holding the steamed buns, he kept saying to the landlord¡¯s son, thank you, thank you.¡±

    "I don't listen anymore." Chu Wanning was really angry this time, "Why don't you hate it? Don't hate a steamed bun? Thank you, what is there to thank!"

    "No." Mo Ran blinked innocently, "You didn't listen carefully."

    "Why didn't I listen carefully?"

    Mo Ran sternly said: "That's a steamed bun with pork belly."

    Chu WanNing: ""

    "Haha, look at your expression, don't you understand? That kid usually only eats one or two pieces of fat meat on New Year's Eve. He thought that he would never know what pork belly is like until he dies.  So of course I have to thank you.¡±

    Seeing that the younger brother was choked by himself and had nothing to say, Mo Ran smiled brilliantly and continued: "Anyway, this matter is over. He still holds his own three cakes and lives every day. There is  one day¡­¡­"

    Chu Wanning now understands the way Mo Ran tells stories, as long as "one day" appears, there will be no good things.

    Sure enough, Mo Ran said: "One day, the landlord's son committed another crime."

    "This time he molested a girl next door at the mill, just as the hapless cowherdThe steward of the guard house was sternly reprimanding him.

    "Your father is my colleague, and I feel bad when he is killed. But what can I do? It was you who were hungry last night, so he ran out to find food for you. You are so tired that your father died. Are you still tired of us now?  ?¡±

    Xiao Man knelt on the ground with disheveled hair and red eyes: "No, no, I'm not Dad, Dad. Please, let me see you, you have a way to prevent my father from getting up.  Dad was buried properly, please don'tdon't dismember himuh"

    When he said the word "dismemberment", he was already choked up.  Burying his face in his palms, he rubbed his face indiscriminately, his lips trembling: "I beg you let me wait for the young master to come back"

    "It's almost time for the son, the son is outside, how can he take care of your affairs? You know that ordinary corpses can be purified, but your father's blue spots and nails have mutated, how can you survive until the son comes back?"

    "Noit's ok, Uncle Liuplease, I'll be your cow and horse, I, I will find a way to repay you in the future, please, don't touch my fatherplease meI  please¡­¡­"

    Seeing him pleading so much, the middle-aged man in charge sighed, his eyes turned red, but he still said, "Oh, you know, you're killing all of us¡ªcome!"

    "Don't! Don't!!"

    But it was too late, no one would help him.  Everyone knows that if this corpse is kept, it will definitely become a vicious spirit when the time comes.

    The corpse of Xiaoman's adoptive father was forcibly dragged away, and he was torn up and dismembered outside.  Xiaoman was restrained by several people on the left and right, with blood and tears running down his face, his face was dirty, and he kept howling like a beast, and was finally half-dragged and half-carried away.

    After the turmoil passed, there was a discussion in the courtyard, and calm was gradually restored.

    Chu WanNing did not fall asleep, he bowed his head in thought.

    Mo Ran looked at the little junior brother sideways and asked, "What are you thinking?"

    "This man lost his dear one, and he did such a stupid thing. His adoptive father's body was taken away, so it is inevitable that he will resent others. I have an uncertain guess. I am wondering whether the failure of the Lin'an Jucheng relocation is due to him.  .¡±

    Ink Burning Strike Festival said: "I think so too."

    Chu WanNing shook his head and said: "But it's still early, don't jump to conclusions, pay attention to him first." (Remember the site website: www.hlnovel.com
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