Running with the ball, being vicious and rebellious, making her cry

The fat boy kicked the ragged little boy directly in the face.

He said bitterly: "What can't be given!"

Then, three or four boys kicked and beat the little boy for a long time.

The little boy just held on to the corner of the clothes and refused to let go.

The little boy murmured, "This... this is mine! Please... don't take it away..."

Finally, the three boys took wooden sticks and hit the little boy's back, arms, and legs.

A fat beating.

The rhythm of beating to death.

The fat boy was fighting with the little boy for that thing.

Finally, the little boy's clothes were torn.

A bright red sachet appeared in the fat boy's hand.

The sachet also had patches of various colors such as green and blue on it.

A young man nearby laughed and said, “Is it a money bag?

Is there anything good in there? "

The fat boy opened the sachet.

But I saw that it only contained Chinese medicinal herbs such as Angelica dahurica, Cunninghamia granatum, Kaempferia galanga and Nardostachys grandiflora.

This is a scent bag given to a little boy by someone, and it contains some spices.

However, the fat guy and the other guys around him didn't recognize what was inside the sachet.

All they saw were some wood chips and some particles of what looked like weeds.

Because I didn't see the money I wanted.

The fat boy spat bitterly at the bloody little boy lying on the yellow ground.

The saliva also fell on the little boy's face.

"Bah! How dare you lie to me!

I thought it was some rich thing! Damn it! "

The fat boy cursed.

He was so angry that he kicked the dying little boy on the ground twice in the chest.

Then, the young men left in disappointment.

As the fat guy walked, he said fiercely, “Damn it, my hands hurt from beating you.

I only got four cents, damn, what bad luck!

And the people around saw it but pretended not to see it.

Because the beggar boy had no parents and no one would care for him even if he died.

Alone and helpless, with no one to care for you.

The fat boy's father is the son of the village head who is well-known to everyone in the town.

Who is the village head?

Li is the chief of this township.

The highest-ranking official in this town is the fat boy's father.

The fathers of the next few young men were also well-known figures in the town.

They are all people that ordinary people can't afford to offend.

If you can't afford to offend a big shot, you can still afford to hide from him.

Everyone should take care of their own business and not worry about other people's bloodshed.

The sky gradually darkened.

The gloomy sky was so gray and gloomy that it felt very depressing.

Until the sun sets, the blood-red sunset falls on the little boy.

The little boy's tears have dried up.

The blood stains on the little boy's body gradually dried up.

But the little boy's strength still didn't come back.

He tried to stand up several times, but couldn't.

Because he didn't know that his left calf was broken.

The little boy understood better than anyone what bullying was.

Some are unfair, some are sad, some are painful, some are lonely,

But just like tears, there is not much meaning in crying.

When I am alone, I can only swallow it back.

He also realized that when he was so pitiful that he begged others,

Because he is weak, no one will pity him.

No matter how hard he begged.

If others want to hit him, they will hit him.

If others want to scold him, whether he is right or wrong, they will still scold him.

If you don't really want him to get better, no matter how much you beg, it will be useless.

The only way is for him to work hard to become stronger.

At that moment, the little boy was extremely eager to become stronger.

He hopes to grow up as soon as possible.

But at that moment, he was so weak that he had difficulty standing up because of his broken leg.

In the most painful and difficult times, he felt that this was the bottom.

Maybe he would just die like this.

Because it is painful, because it is sad, and because it is tormenting,

So, he might as well just die.

He will feel as if he has been abandoned by the whole world.

He really didn't expect that he didn't think he had done anything harmful.

However, there are always people who want to make things difficult for him.

It seemed as if he was always trying to hurt and humiliate him.

You will inexplicably find that there is darkness and pitch black ahead of you.

There is a sound of footsteps, where are the footsteps?

This is a street, and there are footsteps everywhere on the street.

However, those people didn't care about his life or death at all.

Then why is he still doing that?

His life or death has nothing to do with those passers-by.

It all had little to do with him.

He is just a person abandoned by this world.

The little boy just stood there and slowly closed his eyes.

He just lay on the ground, seemingly waiting to die.

The little master just closed his eyes.

Han Jinyu, who still had his eyes open, only felt that there was darkness in front of him.

She felt helpless, but was surrounded by darkness in the salty air.

It was always pitch black around.

Until I heard a very soft and careful voice: "Little brother, are you okay?"

The little master then opened his eyes.

Han Jinyu saw a little girl wearing a plum blossom short shirt and a long skirt.

He was probably only eight or nine years old.

The little girl was also wearing tattered clothes.

However, the little girl's concerned look was genuine.

She truly cares about herself.

There are not many people in this world who will care about and love him.

The little girl in front of me might be the only one.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the little girl in front of me is so thin that she’s almost skin and bones.

However, Han Jinyu felt that the person looked familiar for some reason, but she couldn't remember where he was for a moment.

But the little girl's face was very sallow, and her cheekbones were so thin that they were protruding, which didn't look very good.

"Xiao Yu, why are you here?" The little boy was about to get up in a panic.

However, because the bone in his left leg was broken, he was unable to stand up for a while.

Han Jinyu was very flustered, because the little girl in front of her was also called Xiaoyu.

Only then did Han Jinyu realize that the little girl in front of her did look a bit like herself when she was a child.

However, when she was a child, her family was not well off.

However, although being a mother is not easy and hard,

However, her mother still asked Han Jinyu to eat better and wear clothes that were not too shabby.

Therefore, Han Jinyu was chubby and fat when he was a child.

Even if it wasn't particularly white, it was whiter than the little girl in front of her.

Even though she wasn't particularly fat when she was a child, she was still chubby when she was seven or eight years old.

Therefore, Han Jinyu really couldn't recognize who the other person was for a moment.

It was not until the young master said the other person's name that Han Jinyu's wild thoughts came to an abrupt end.

However, the little girl opposite was definitely not me.

Han Jinyu was certain that he was just someone who looked somewhat similar to herself.

The little girl just timidly walked up to the little boy and said, "Little brother,

It’s almost dark, and I still haven’t waited for you.

I'm coming to find you."

The little boy suddenly felt warm in his eyes.

He spoke slowly after a long time: "I didn't get any money today."

The little girl looked at the wounds on the little boy's body.

She felt a little distressed and slowly said, "Little brother, let's go home."

The little boy's tears, which had dried up, welled up again.