drunk doctor

Chapter 2

Although my sister felt that she had changed since then, she was finally able to speak, and my parents were still very happy. However, after I became obedient for a while, I began to return to my original nature and continued to make trouble. with me.

Once, I played with Amao, and Amao said: "Your sister cheated on her body, she is a person with bad luck, and she will not be able to marry in the future."

I pouted and retorted: "You are talking nonsense, you are not allowed to speak ill of my sister, or I will never play with you again."

"That's right, your sister is a fake corpse, no one will want her in the future, and she won't be able to get married." Amao and I were anxious.

"No, you talk nonsense." I was also anxious with Ah Mao.

"Yes."

"No."

"That's it." Amao said more and more proudly.

"No, no, no, you are not allowed to say it again, and I will not play with you in the future." I felt wronged, and my face was red from arguing.

Amao raised his face, "I want to say that your sister is haunted by evil spirits, whoever marries her will be in trouble."

"You are not allowed to talk nonsense." I turned Amao away and slapped him.

"You hit me." Amao stared at me.

"Just hit me, who told you to speak ill of my sister." I'm not afraid of Amao, he owed me a piece of candy last time.

Ah Mao rushed over and punched me in the face, I was rude and punched him back...

Ah Mao beat me so badly, I was not as strong as him, so I grabbed him desperately, but Ah Mao was caught 'unrecognizable' by me, and I was beaten miserably by Ah Mao, both of them had bruised noses and swollen faces Face ran home to cry.

Seeing how I was beaten, my father was very distressed, and quickly asked me where I had caused trouble again. I cried and told my father that Amao had said bad things about my sister. My father was silent, but his face was ugly.

The third uncle heard that I was beaten by Ah Mao, so he picked up the wooden stick impulsively and wanted to teach the boy, but was stopped by the old man, "How old are you, what do you do with a grown-up when a child fights?"

My eyes were red from crying, and I watched my third uncle vent his anger on the tree trunk in the yard, and my father sat on a chair with a dull face. I kept this matter from my mother, and I was already eight and a half years old at that time.

When I was nine years old, a group of ferocious people in brocade uniforms came and took my father and mother away. My sister, my sister and some other children of the same age were imprisoned together. I know them, almost all of them are children of relatives, and they cry all the time.

I snuggled up to my sister, too scared to cry.

After being locked up for three days and three nights, they were finally released. The ones who picked us up were still brocade clothes. I knew from my sister that they were officers and soldiers.The officers and soldiers made us a group of children to kneel down to accept the imperial edict. I didn’t expect to have the opportunity to receive the imperial edict in my lifetime. I was very happy, but my sister had a pale face.

The officers and soldiers in Jinfu read a long paragraph eloquently. I didn't understand much, but I heard clearly: rebellion, implicating the nine clans, etc., just because I don't like reading doesn't mean I don't understand the meaning of those words, so listen to it immediately. stunned.

Some girls who were as old as my sister burst into tears after listening to it, and some even passed out. I looked at those officers and soldiers in fine clothes, and I didn't understand why my family suddenly became a traitor?

My sister told me that my mother's uncle, who was also our uncle, participated in Prince Ping's treason case, that's why my parents were arrested.

I asked if it will be closed for three days?I don't care about treason, as long as my parents, but my sister is silent.

A group of our children were released, but some were tied up and went to the execution room. At first, my sister was so worried that she even planned to take the opportunity to dress me up as a girl to escape the inspection of the officers and soldiers, but in the end I was exempted because I was under 13 years old. death penalty.

I was the only boy who survived, because I was the only one in my family who was under the age of 13. According to the regulations of the court, boys under the age of 13 can be exempted from the death penalty, and they will be exiled as slaves like other girls. Those who are only a few years older than me My elder brothers who were only [-] years old were taken to a place where my sister and I couldn't see them like my parents. My sister and I didn't even see our parents for the last time. And the third uncle, I don't know if he was also arrested. ?

There were only five children who were spared the death penalty. Like my sister and the others, I was tied up and taken to the torture room. Those officers and soldiers beat the girls directly on the back shoulders with red-hot irons, and the girls screamed.

There was a lot of crying in the room, and a girl couldn't bear the pain of being scolded. She died of pain. She was one and a half years younger than me.

I was so frightened that I hid behind my sister. My sister’s expression was not good. She watched those girls being tortured and didn’t say a word. When my sister was tortured, I was terrified, but I still ran into those officers and soldiers and scolded them: “No! Bullying my sister."

Those officers and soldiers held me down, but my sister's back shoulder was still branded with the mark of slavery by those officers and soldiers, and my sister didn't cry out.It's just that his mouth was bitten, his brows were knit together, and there was cold sweat on his face.

Looking at the scorched clothes and bloody wounds where my sister was branded, I couldn't help being terrified of the branding iron.

When it was my turn to be branded, I struggled and yelled loudly. Seeing the branding iron getting closer and closer, I cried until my nose came out. Dodging the soldering iron, the person who tortured the soldering iron had quick eyesight and quick hands. He stretched out the soldering iron and pressed it on my butt first. The pain made me scream and passed out.

When I woke up, I was locked in a small cage alone, and I was shaking. When I was fully awake, I realized that I was in a carriage. As soon as I sat up, there was a pain in my buttocks. Lying on the stomach, I knew that I would not move around at that time. It is better to burn the shoulders than the buttocks. Now I can’t do it sitting.

I looked up and my sister was in a cage in front of me with two other girls on the same horse.

I called out: "Sister." I was so hungry.

When my sister saw that I was awake, she took out half a raw steamed bun from her bosom, stretched out her hand and stuffed it to me through the bars of the cage, without saying a word, she continued to weave the kind of hair rope used by girls with her head down.

I looked at Mantou and looked at my sister. My sister has become a lot more taciturn since she woke up that time, and I also think that my sister at this time is much more reliable than the other two girls of the same age.

I ate half of the steamed bun in a few mouthfuls, and even licked off the scum from my mouth. I looked at my sister helplessly, but she ignored me, so I leaned over and asked, "Sister, where will we be taken?" Go?" I heard that Saibei is a very remote place, where there are still man-eating beasts.

"The farm." My sister replied, looking up at a group of officers and soldiers driving a car.

"Will we see our parents there? Sister, I miss my parents." I don't like being locked up, I want to go back to my parents, I don't want to be eaten by wild animals.

My sister finally looked at me, frowned slightly, and muttered: "Could it be a mental retardation?" Then she taught me a lesson: "Didn't I tell you when I was in prison that there is no one else in the family except me and you."

Tears welled up in my eyes, and I said aggrievedly: "But I want to see my parents." I want to eat my mother's cooking, and I want to nest in my father's arms and let him coax me to sleep.

The elder sister didn't even raise her head, and said calmly: "My parents are dead, if you want to see them, you can see them after you die."

I bit my mouth, tears fell out, my sister is so fierce.

My sister finished the hair rope, handed it to me, and whispered: "Take this, don't throw it away, it will be useful in the future."

I took the hair rope out of nowhere, and I'm not a girl, what do I do with a hair rope?Also, my sister's hair rope braiding skills have deteriorated. In the past, my sister could obviously make more beautiful hair ropes. I raised my eyes and looked at my sister innocently. At this moment, my sister is looking at the officers and soldiers escorting us in a daze. I don't know what she is thinking. .

There was a time when the officers and soldiers had a rest in the middle of the road, and our four children were released from the cage, but our hands were handcuffed, and the carriage was gone, so we had to walk on foot. My buttocks still hurt, and I couldn’t walk fast. The last one carried it like a sandbag. I walked for a while, and then I heard those officers and soldiers say that fortunately there is no need to go beyond the Great Wall, it is too far away or something like that.

I was thrown on the ground again and walked on my own. I looked at the scorching sky, grabbed my sister's sleeve, and asked, "Sister, didn't we originally want to be exiled outside the Great Wall? Why did we go to the village now?" Where is the farm?

"I suggested." My sister answered me this time.

My eyes lit up, "Where is the farm?" My sister actually advised those vicious officers and soldiers not to send us outside the Great Wall to be eaten by wild animals.

"Where the traffickers stay." My sister thought for a while before answering me.

I opened my eyes and looked at my sister puzzled. Did I hear wrong, trafficker?I asked: "Sister, why do we go to that kind of place?" I remember when I used to make trouble in my third uncle's armory, my third uncle always said that children who do bad things will be captured by human traffickers. Am I a bad boy now? ?

"Sell you." My sister glanced at me and said calmly.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like