The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

"Grandma Sanniang, I'm so hungry."

A boy about fifteen or six years old poked his head out from the door, his clothes were old but clean, and a leaf was tied around his face, covering his face.

The old woman in the house put down the needle and thread in her hand, and said with a kind smile, "Master Xiaoqiong, haven't you had enough to eat yet?"

Sun Qiong shook his head, "I didn't eat it on purpose, I want to eat the noodles cooked by my mother-in-law."

Knowing that the child was comforting her, she stooped and went into the back room, "Okay, okay."

Sun Qiong looked around, "Grandma, where is Lianer."

Fang Sanniang narrowed her eyes kindly and said, "I'm playing in the back."

"Then I'll go find her."

As he spoke, Sun Qiong happily trotted through the back door.

The small courtyard with red walls is not too big, with spring breeze and jade dew, flowers and plants and warm sun.

A little girl squatted on the grass, in front of a small bamboo basket, with her back to Sun Qiong, she was so focused that she didn't know what she was looking at.

Sun Qiong walked over lightly, "Lian'er, what are you doing?"

"Look, they are spinning silk." Fang Lian'er pointed to the silkworms in the small bamboo basket, and said with a smile: "When their first batch of silk comes out this year, I will weave you a beautiful mask, so that you don't have to cover it with leaves gone."

Sun Qiong's expression hidden under the leaves froze, "Okay."

Fang Lian'er didn't notice, turned her head to look at the silkworm, and muttered to herself: "Spin the silk quickly, so Brother Sun Qiong will have a new mask."

"Yo, it's quite leisurely."

Following this bravado tone, a group of servants full of dog legs surrounded a boy, who was young and full of jewels, and his face was full of flesh and he could eat eight meals a day.

"What is this raising?"

This Young Master Sun looked like he was patrolling, and when he saw the silkworms in the bamboo basket, he clicked his tongue in disgust.

The servants immediately understood and rushed up aggressively to kick the bamboo basket down.

"What are you doing!"

Sun Qiong was so angry that he wanted to stop him, but these servants had undergone strict training, so Sun Qiong could not stop him, but he was soon captured by the servants.

Young Master Sun swaggered up to him, looked at him like an animal, his eyes swept his body up and down, and raised his hand to tear off the mask on his face.

"It's just this little scar that needs to be covered up. It's a hypocritical thing. Come on, let everyone see it."

The servants laughed, "This is too ugly."

"terrible."

"God, I'm going to wash my eyes well tonight."

The exaggerated ridicule was endless, and Sun Qiong couldn't struggle, so he could only lower his head and deeply buried a hideous face full of scratches and stab wounds.

"Look up, let this young master appreciate it."

"Go away! Go away!" Fang Lian'er took a broom from nowhere and rushed over, waving it carelessly.

The servant easily grabbed the broom and threw it away easily.

"Fang Lian'er, his grandson Qiong is just a cheap bastard raised by my father outside. What good will it do for you to follow him every day? It's better to follow me..."

As Young Master Sun said that, he began to stretch out his hands dishonestly. He was so wretched at such a young age.

"boom!"

The sound of fists hitting the face, Young Master Sun clutched his swollen cheeks, his mind went blank.

The eyes of the servants were all incredible, they gathered on Sun Qiong, this punch was merciless, fierce and decisive.

It took a long time for Young Master Sun to react. How could he bear this anger? He glared angrily, "Sun Qiong, you dare to hit me?! You are finished! I'm going to tell my father!"

Young Master Sun ran out crying for his father and mother, and the servants followed him one by one.

Sun Qiong ignored him and hurriedly asked Fang Lian'er, "Lian'er, are you okay?"

The moment Fang Lian'er saw his face, fear overflowed from her eyes, and she took a step back in fear.

Sun Qiong retracted his outstretched hand in mid-air, lowered his eyes, bent down, picked up the leaves, covered his face and walked away.

"Brother Sun Qiong..." Fang Lian'er wanted to catch up, but she didn't dare to go forward when she thought of that scratched face.

Sun Qiong didn't walk fast, but Fang Lian'er never came after him.

In the huge and prosperous Sun Mansion, he avoided the servants coming and going like a thief, and had nowhere to go, but he was also used to this kind of life with nowhere to go.

Since his mother died, he recognized his ancestors and returned to his clan, but his father ignored him. The young master of the Sun family is also a savage. As soon as Sun Qiong came, he set a turtledove and scratched his face. The dreadful face lived even more in darkness.

I don't know how long he ran out, from the warm morning sun to the sunset on the western mountain, Sun Qiong leaned against the rockery, his stomach was already growling with hunger, he tried his best to close his eyes, thinking that he would not be hungry when he fell asleep.

"Aqiong."

Sun Qiong opened his eyes and saw the person coming, "Shen Yue?"

"I knew you were hiding here." The little Fang Shen climbed up the rockery with difficulty, and handed Sun Qiong two steamed buns, "Here you are."

Sun Qiong froze, stretched out his hand to take the steamed bun and started to gobble it up.

The moment the steamed buns were swallowed, the tears couldn't be stopped, falling down one after another.

"Don't cry." Fang Shenyue was a little flustered and wanted to wipe his tears, but Sun Qiong was carrying the leaves, so he said helplessly, "Okay, cry, then you should take off this leaf first, or it will stick to your face It's so uncomfortable."

Sun Qiong whispered, "I'm afraid I'll scare you."

Fang Shen smiled heartily, "I've never seen what you look like."

Sun Qiong's eyes trembled slightly, and he raised his hand to pick off the leaves on his face. The leaves were covered with dust from shoe prints trampled by his servants. Sun Qiong held them tightly in his hands and did not discard them.

"It's okay, look what I brought." Fang Shenyue took out a slingshot from his sleeve mysteriously, held Sun Qiong's hand, "Let's go."

Sun Qiong was pulled by him, "Where are you going?"

"Avenge you."

Fang Shenyue was very familiar with the terrain of the Sun Mansion, and soon stopped in front of a nanmu window, and sneaked a look inside.

"He's inside." Said, Fang Shenyue quickly hid in the nearby bushes, picked up a small stone from the ground, placed it on the slingshot, pulled the leather rope to the full, and was ready to go.

"call out."

The small stone fell to the ground before flying a few feet, Fang Shenyue curled his lips, and handed the slingshot to Fang Shenyue, "You always shoot accurately, come, come, hit him."

Sun Qiong stared at the slingshot in Fang Shenyue's hand for a long time, clenched his fist, took the slingshot with one hand, picked up a stone and hit it hard into the window.

"Ouch!"

Young Master Sun screamed.

"Hahahahaha!" Fang Shenyue laughed unkindly.

"Which bloody bitch dares to attack this young master!"

Before Young Master Sun could open the window, Sun Qiong slammed a rock into it again.

"Ah!" Young Master Sun was angry, "Come here! Catch the thief!"

"Run." Fang Shen quit as soon as he saw it better, and ran away while hiding.

After all, they are children's bodies, they can be blocked wherever they hide, and they hide very smoothly.

"He can't run fast hahaha, we will hide here, they will never find out." Fang Shenyue panted and laughed, "Are you happier?"

Sun Qiong nodded, "Yes."

"I've heard what Lian'er said. He came to make things difficult for you again. You said you are so good at martial arts. You should punch him a few more times at that time. You should beat him so loudly that he has to go around when he sees you."

Fang Shenyue was full of righteous indignation and talked endlessly, and he clenched his fist and punched the air several times in an expressive voice.

Sun Qiong bowed his head and said, "You are the first person to say that I am good at martial arts."

"You are good at martial arts, you are good at martial arts, you are good at martial arts, you are good at martial arts." Fang Shenyue approached Sun Qiong with a smile, "Okay, now the top five are all me."

"Over there! Over there! Catch him for Master Ben!"

There was a commotion in the back, and a group of black and white people rushed over fiercely holding sticks.

"Father! It's him! This Fang Shenyue hit me!"

It should be quite far away, Fang Shenyue blocked in front of Sun Qiong again, they didn't see Sun Qiong, and shouted Fang Shenyue's name one by one.

Fang Shenyue whispered: "Go quickly."

"But you."

"Go quickly." Fang Shenyue fiddled with the bushes, trying to block Sun Qiong as much as possible.

After confirming that Sun Qiong was blocked, Fang Shenyue got up and ran to Young Master Sun, raised his head and asked, "You said I beat you, do you have evidence?"

"It's you!" Young Master Sun said unreasonably, "And Sun Qiong! Where's Sun Qiong!"

Master Sun just gave Fang Shenyue a disgusted look. It should be because Fang Shenyue was younger, and he didn't intend to care about it. "Find out Fang Shenyue's contract of selling himself, and drive him out of Sun's residence."

"Father! Is it as simple as kicking him out of the mansion! You have to skin him and cramp him! Give him another hundred lashes!"

Master Sun said dotingly: "Okay."

The servant bent down and told, "Master, there is no deed of selling Fang Shenyue in the house, Mrs. Fang picked him up beside the temple."

"One is a wild species, and the other is of unknown origin. They really share the same taste." Young Master Sun jumped up and said, "Hit me! Beat him to death!"

Master Sun waved his hand, and the servant ordered him to beat Fang Shenyue hard behind his knees with a stick. Fang Shenyue's knees softened and he fell to his knees.

"Bang!" A stick hit Fang Shenyue hard on the back.

Fang Shenyue's health has always been poor, how could he bear this kind of blow, just one stick, a rusty smell rose from his throat, and a mouthful of bright red blood gushed out.

"Deeper!"

Seeing everything, Sun Qiong rushed over, vigorously pushed away those servants, and knelt on the ground trying to help Fang Shenyue up.

"Yo, don't hide anymore? Wasn't it quite capable just now, didn't you just throw a stone at the head of Young Master Ben? Keep hitting."

The veins on Sun Qiong's forehead suddenly burst out, and the anger that had been suppressed in his heart finally broke out, and he kicked Young Master Sun viciously.

Young Master Sun was kicked to the ground by him, clutching his chest and pointing at him in pain, "Sun Qiong! How dare you make a mistake when my father is here!"

"I beat you to death!"

Sun Qiong gritted his teeth and raised his fist furiously. He was about to punch him down. Master Sun raised his hand and lightly tapped Sun Qiong. A speck of dust hit Sun Qiong.

Master Sun turned and left, "Throw Fang Shenyue out of the Sun residence after the beating."

"Yes!"

The servants surrounded him, Sun Qiong pounced on Master Sun, and begged, "Father, he is not in good health, let him go, let him go."

Master Sun flicked his sleeves, "Come and let me pass him when you have the ability."

"Aqiong, don't beg him."

"boom!"

Another stick hit Fang Shenyue's body hard. He struggled to grab the weeds on the ground, the blood slowly flowed from his mouth, soaking the soil wet, his eyes gradually blurred, and he passed out.

"Deeper!"