2236: C2236 Life as a Dream What Is Creation

C2236 Life as a Dream What Is Creation

This also let him know that in his parents' arms was the cradle that was used to sleep their children. Their words were not scolding people, but rather a melodious nursery rhyme, the kind of nursery rhyme that made people want to sleep just by listening to it.

It turned out that parents always left the most delicious food for their children.

So …

The little boy was about to faint, and he struggled to crawl out. He had to crawl out, or else he would really be beaten to death by his father.

"Stop hitting me, Abba, I know I was wrong..."

"Please... Stop fighting! "

Qin Feng, who was watching from the side, nodded. What did he see?

Not to be taken in by a tiger!?

Even if they were strangers, they wouldn't treat a child that was less than a meter tall like this.

If he had a physical body now, he would definitely slap the man awake.

Let him be a man, not a beast.

Finally, the little boy crawled out of the thatched hut. The man really did stop, he ran out angrily.

The little Dou Ding lay on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

When night fell and his Abba didn't come back, Dou Ding finally struggled to get up from the ground.

He went back to the house with a body full of wounds, supported himself on the wall, and lit the oil lamp with a smudge of black.

In the dim light, Dou Ding had just climbed onto the kang.

BOOM!

With a clap of thunder, the little Dou Ding ran up with her head in her arms. Then, she squatted in the corner with Oil Lamp in her arms as she shivered.

"Abba, I'm scared!"

"Come back, little Dou Ding will never make you angry again!"

The little bean called out helplessly. It was an instinct, but it was also an extravagant hope.

Even if Father came back, so what?

He had to endure all the fear by himself.

The thunder roared all night, and by the time the lamp went out, the fear was ten times greater than it had been before.

At daybreak!

Dou Ding was still drowsy and leaning against the corner. A smile appeared on her dirty little face.

Because it was morning, it was raining, and the thunder had stopped.

The man also came back. With a loud 'kicks', he was left with wounds all over the place!

He leaned against the wall and opened his mouth wide!

"Wine, where's the wine?"

The man moaned weakly and fell unconscious on the ground.

When Dou Ding woke up, he saw his father. He gritted his teeth and forcefully dragged his father onto the kang, using the torn quilt to fix his wound.

Then, he walked out of the house, carrying the broken machete on his shoulder as he walked down the street.

People were working on both sides of the street.

When they saw the little peas, they all instinctively turned their heads away, not daring to look at him.

"Aunt Zhang, you're washing clothes so early?"

The little girl, Dou Ding, was very weak. Her face was pale, but she endured the urge to greet him.

However, Aunt Zhang turned her head away and ignored him.

This was very strange. Little Dou Ding was in the village, and all the men, women and children in the village treated him very well.

She greeted him warmly.

This child, not even nine years old, had already taken care of that drunkard father of his.

However, every once in a while, the villagers would start to treat the young Dou Ding coldly.

Dou Ding didn't know the reason.

"Uncle Zhang, the door hasn't been repaired yet. How about I help you?"

The little girl, Dou Ding, lowered her head and didn't blame Aunt Zhang. When she passed by Uncle Zhang's house, she saw that he was still repairing the door and hurriedly asked.

"There's no need. Hurry up and leave, stay away from me!"

Uncle Zhang seemed to be afraid of the little peas as he waved his hands and said.

However, Dou Ding shook her head and firmly stood back down.

"Hurry up and leave, or else your father will come back to our house and act like a drunkard or scoundrel again. Little Dou Ding, you better not come and play with me from now on."

A little girl said angrily as she laid at the door and revealed her little head.

"Don't spout nonsense and quickly go back!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Zhang hurriedly carried the little girl away before closing the door.

That door was even more broken than yesterday, and one could even see streaks of blood.

What did he just hear, Father?

Father, he actually went and caused trouble for Uncle Zhang?

Thinking of this, Dou Ding bowed deeply towards the broken wooden door before leaving.

Along the way, he met many villagers who were hiding when they saw the young Dou Ding. Many of them had broken down their doors.

At the village entrance, Dou Ding discovered that Uncle Liu's family was doing something.

A few old monks were chanting.

Aunt Liu and her daughter, Qiao Qiao, were crying in grief.

Moreover, the courtyard was covered in white silk, forming a mourning hall.

The little Dou Ding stood and watched for a long time. It was only then did she realize that Uncle Liu had not come back since early in the morning.

It was actually his father who found him. He found a piece of meat that looked like it had been bitten by a wild beast at the entrance of the village. It was everywhere, so he was sure...

Uncle Liu's death was very miserable. Even his internal organs had been hollowed out.

The corpse was split into several pieces and scattered into the grass and mud at the village entrance.

Everywhere.

He was very sad. Uncle Liu usually treated him very well and would often give him some food.

Why can't good people live long?

Thinking of this, the little Dou Ding walked into the Liu Family courtyard. Then, she walked in front of the mourning hall and knelt down.

He wanted to kowtow a few times to Uncle Liu, which was his last time thanking him.

"What are you doing here? Hurry up and leave. Don't come back from now on."

Unexpectedly, when Aunt Liu saw the little girl, she was very agitated, as if she had seen her enemy.

She pulled him to his feet and pushed him out.

"Aunt, I just want to kowtow to uncle. Can we leave immediately?"

Little Dou Ding Ding was on the verge of tears. He didn't know what he had done wrong.

Every once in a while, the entire village turned against him.

It was the same at the royal locksmith's funeral last month. The whole village was sent to the funeral, but he could not get close to it.

Everyone was filled with disgust and disgust at him.

But after a few days he gradually recovered and began to treat him well.

"No need, my family doesn't dare to have anything to do with you. That dead dad of yours is right, you're basically a dead star. Even your mother was eaten by a monster, it's all because of you!"

Aunt Liu was extremely agitated. Her hair was in a mess as she pointed at Dou Ding and cursed, "I should have kicked you and your stupid father out of the village!"

The little Dou Ding rubbed her eyes, looking extremely wronged.

His father had always said that his mother had left the village and had not been eaten by monsters.

However, there were rumours in the village that his mother had been eaten by a monster, and not even her corpse could be seen.

It was even more miserable than Uncle Liu.

In the end, who was speaking the truth? He had asked his father a few times, but all he got in return was a beating.

He didn't dare to ask, but the question was buried deep in his heart. It had always been there.

"His wife, what are you doing, a little kid, what's with your temper!"

At this moment, a white-haired old man walked over.

He pulled the little Dou Ding behind him, isolating Aunt Liu.

"Village Chief, all my men are dead. That drunkard father of his is still making trouble in the mourning hall, and his mouth is full of vulgarities. He's scolding my man for what he deserves."0

"He was the one who said that his son was a lost star, not me!"

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