The Supreme Villainess’s Journeys as a Cannon Fodder

A light cloud covered the crescent moon, casting a shadow. Like Pei Jiufeng's heart, it was now covered with a thick haze.

You can't even die.

What can he do?

What can he do to get out of trouble? His cramped belly made him unable to think, and a wave of despair gradually came to his mind.

Even during the hardest days when he was young, he didn't have such a hard time.

At that time, there was food every day, although it was leftovers, but it was good for a stomachache. But now, it's not that he refuses to eat leftovers in humiliation, but that there is no leftovers for him to eat.

His cold at the time was that he didn't have any suitable cotton clothes to wear, but he could put on one after another to keep out the cold. But in the cold now, there is no clothes to wear, no single clothes.

He understood what the demon meant, and was accusing him of not knowing the blessing in the blessing, and there were more poor people in the world than him.

But Pei Jiufeng couldn't agree!

Was the grievance he received only for eating, drinking and wearing? He is often bullied! Even the humble nanny and **** dared to beat and scold him!

At that time, who was protecting him? !

Although Wang Dagen is poor, he also protects his sister! After a hard day, I still think about him if he stutters!

When he was bullied, who was protecting him? !

Hate was like fire, burning in his heart, the tongue of fire licked his heart little by little, and there was an unacceptable violent pain.

He threw the rust-covered knife on the ground angrily, and sat down on the ground very carelessly.

The air was cold, the ground was cold and hard, and a wave of grievances came to my heart. He tightened his lips, his face was expressionless, and he didn't want to admit that his eye sockets had become hot.

Can't cry. Never cry if you are bullied, otherwise the person who bullied him will only be more proud and bully him more!

However, the field of vision was blurred, and a drop of tears fell and hit the ground between his legs, making a faint sound.

He was bullied when he was a child, and had the time to breathe, and he could hide for a few days with a little effort. But now, he couldn't hide, and he couldn't let anyone breathe at all!

He raised the back of his hand and wiped away his tears.

There was no sound.

"Dagen?" At this moment, the door of the East House opened, and the light cloud floated away. The crescent moon appeared again, and the faint moon sprinkled on the girl's thin face, covering the malnourished complexion. He appeared a little bit smart, "How do you sit on the ground?"

Pei Jiufeng said nothing.

Her lips tightened, holding tears, not to let her see the fragility.

"Are you hungry?" Who knows, she said, "Do you know anything wrong?"

Pei Jiufeng wanted to sneer, what's wrong with it? However, his stomach was really hungry, and he didn't bother to spend these efforts.

He lowered his head, said nothing, and was silent like a stubborn stone.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Shaoyin turned and entered the room.

Pei Jiufeng didn't look up, but he heard her footsteps go into the house. Cold and hard in my heart.

His expression gradually turned into indifference.

No one would ever care about him, he had known it a long time ago.

With a desperate bet in his eyes, the demon is dreaming if he wants to tame him!

Even if he died, he would not be wishful for him!

"The wind is light, the moon is round, my brother is not eating..."

The cappella minor sounded, and the sound of footsteps came again, gradually approaching.

Pei Jiufeng's ears trembled, what is she going to do?

When the girl's figure brushed his body, he silently raised his head, and saw that she was holding a pot, walked to the stove, opened the lid, and poured half a pot of porridge in it.

Then squat down and light a fire.

He was startled.

The collapsed spine couldn't help but straighten.

Is this going to feed him, or... she will be vicious to eat again in the middle of the night, in front of him? !

There was a faint scent of porridge in the air, and he keenly caught it, and he involuntarily secreted saliva from his mouth, swallowing it again and again.

"Rice, fragrant and sweet, no one doesn't love rice..."

While humming, Shao Yin filled the stove with firewood.

As the temperature of the white porridge gradually rises, the aroma of the rice becomes more and more intense. For people who can’t eat enough all day, it’s temptation to poison.

Shaoyin warmed up the rice, and then half of it came out.

With it in his hand, he walked to Pei Jiufeng and said, "Do you want to eat?"

Pei Jiufeng didn't move.

There was no answer.

Only the wings of his nose fluttered, greedily absorbing the aroma from the bowl.

In the moonlight, the simple white porridge seems to be the supreme delicacy in the world.

He wants to say no to eat, loneliness is not rare, don't think of lonely bowing your heads. However, the saliva secreted more severely, and in the quiet night, one could hear the sound of drooling.

"Eat or not?" Shaoyin asked, passing the bowl forward.

Pei Jiufeng's brain hasn't compromised yet, but his body seems to have his own consciousness.

"Do you want to eat?" Who knows, the porridge bowl was taken back again, and he held it empty.

She fooled him? !

The hands that were frozen in the air slowly retracted, his thin chest heaving fiercely because of anger, his lips gradually tightened, and he looked up angrily at her.

"Then do you know that you are wrong?" she asked condescendingly.

Pei Jiufeng pursed his lips, turned his head abruptly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Go away!"

Want him to know his mistake? dream!

He is right!

"I don't know why you became like this, but you weren't like this before." A calm voice came from above his head.

"My parents are gone. There are only two of us who are connected by blood. We are close relatives. We should support each other and live together. But now you have a bad temper and don’t help me. You don’t want to wash your clothes. Go out with me to collect firewood, you just sleep a long time. I picked up the firewood, and you refused to recite it."

"You are my brother, I should tolerate you, and I am willing to tolerate you. Usually, it doesn’t matter if you do a little less. I am willing to let you. But you do nothing, let me serve you and support you like a young master. It’s impossible for you."

Pei Jiufeng was a little surprised.

He thought she was saying "Is it wrong?" It was the demon who used her to ask him if he knew how unqualified this emperor was?

Unexpectedly, she was talking about this.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze first fell on the porridge bowl, then moved upward, falling on her face.

She is standing, and he is sitting, it seems that her posture is a bit condescending.

And with her back facing the moonlight, all the flaws on her face were hidden in the darkness, with only a vague outline and facial features, she was actually pure and beautiful.

Pei Jiufeng has never thought that a woman is good-looking, no matter how good-looking a woman is, in his eyes it is also withered bones in red skin.

But just now, he didn't know if it was an illusion or dazzling, he actually thought this poor and shabby girl was a little pretty.

"Do you know it's wrong?" He didn't speak, and she asked again, "Are you willing to live your life?"

The scent of porridge lingered on the tip of his nose, causing Pei Jiufeng to swallow continuously. He didn't want to admit his mistakes, but he wanted to fill his stomach.

"Okay!" he said simply.

She originally owed him, she and the demon gang, set a set for him, let him end up in such a miserable situation, what happened to him eating her bowl of porridge?

When he wakes up from his dream, he will immediately seek out people and catch demons, and he will never fall into a dream again, so it is not a break in his words!

"Do you count the words?" She didn't give him the porridge right away, but said: "You stand up! Look into my eyes! Tell me, do you count the words?"

The desire for food made Pei Jiufeng's body seem to have his own consciousness, stood up with his hands on the ground, and looked into her eyes.

He was half a head shorter than her, and now he looked up at her slightly.

I saw her eyes were bright, shining and moisturized, a little stern, a little insistent.

There was something else, he couldn't say clearly, but he knew it in his heart-that was the responsibility of the eldest sister in the family to discipline and nurture the younger brother.

A little bit of sorrow and grief spread in my heart.

He couldn't tell what it was like, and he refused to admit that he was a dignified emperor. He actually envied Wang Dagen, who was poor and shabby and didn't even have a coverall.

Wang Dagen is poor and humble, and is the poorest person in the world, but there is a sister who takes care of him.

"Forget it!" he said in a dumb voice.

He asked himself that he was not a good person, that he was not wronged by cruelty, cruelty, and despicableness, but he would not turn back.

On the surface, he promised well, turned his head and turned his back on his promises. He always hated the kind of hypocritical person.

"Okay." Shao Yin nodded, and handed him the porridge bowl, "eat it."

Pei Jiufeng thought he still had some pride of the emperor, but the fact is that he quickly grabbed the bowl and poured his head into his mouth.

The warm white porridge was eaten down, ironed the hungry and twisted intestines and stomach, and then filled them up.

Pei Jiufeng ate too fast, didn't taste the taste, all the bowl of white porridge was eaten.

He couldn't help but smack his lips.

The unspeakable feeling of fullness made him feel a little urge to cry.

He never seemed to be so satisfied. As if something was filled in the empty body, he was a complete and rich man from then on.

"Wash the dishes." Shaoyin raised his chin to him, "Close the pot, and what's left is our food for tomorrow."

There was a pause, "If you can't find something to eat tomorrow."

Pei Jiufeng didn't say anything, and walked over to wash the dishes.

After eating, he felt exhausted like never before, as if fighting hunger for too long, making him a little lazy for a while. Whether it was the calculation of the demon or the support of the girl, he didn't want to care about it.

While washing the dishes, only the voice of the girl could be heard from behind: "Tomorrow I will find something to do, and you will collect firewood outside the city. Pick more and bring it back and sell it. Okay?"

"Okay." Pei Jiufeng nodded.

If he wakes up tomorrow and he is still dreaming, then he can only go pick firewood.

He didn't want to taste the feeling of being hungry anymore. Whether he hated the demon or was angry, he had to fill his stomach first.

"Okay, go to sleep." Shao Yin said, rushing into Dongwu.

Pei Jiufeng shook the drops of water on his hand and walked into the hall.

The warmth in the stomach made him a little lazy. Slowly walked into the house, kicked off his shoes and lay in the bed.

Not only was it no longer hungry, but also warmer, he sighed and closed his eyes contentedly.

I slept better than ever before.

It's a pity that I was shaken up before I got enough sleep: "Dagen! Dagen! Wake up! It's time to get up!"

After being shaken, Pei Jiufeng opened his eyes displeasedly, and saw a girl with dark yellow skin, withered hair and obvious malnutrition standing in front of the bed.

It was an illusion that she looked so pure and beautiful last night.

"Got it." He didn't lose his temper and lifted the quilt to get up. "Where's my clothes?"

Shaoyin threw a coat to him: "Hook it in two places and I sew it on."

When I heard it, I didn't wash it.

Pei Jiufeng took the clothes, checked it, and saw a few pieces of dead branches.

He didn't say anything, he pulled it off by himself, and put it on his body indiscriminately.

"The burden is also made up, you take the hemp rope and go out now." After Shaoyin gave the order, he went out first.

On this day, she went to the market to hit her luck first and picked up some fruits and vegetables discarded by others.

He went to several big houses in the city and knocked on the doors and asked them if they wanted to wash their clothes.

He also went to the back door of the restaurant, huddled with a group of beggars, staring at the people who came in and out, to see if any unnecessary meals were thrown out.

Pei Jiufeng collects firewood outside the city.

He ate half a bowl of rice last night, but he was digested clean when he went to bed. There were not many grains of rice, but he was full of water.

But with some strength in the end, he picked up the firewood twice and carried it back home in a pile high.

He didn't want to work so hard. But he was worried that he would have to live in the dream for a long time. He didn't want to taste the taste of being hungry anymore. He would do something if he could do something.

In the evening, Shaoyin came back.

The two siblings counted today's harvest.

Shaoyin picked up some of the vegetable leaves that others had lost, and then changed two heads for rough work, and fought with others at the back door of the restaurant to grab an uneaten chicken leg.

The chicken legs are very fragrant.

But Pei Jiufeng was silent.

"You can eat it." He turned his head away, not looking at the chicken leg that had been gnawed for the most part, with only a little shredded meat.

Even if he died, he would not eat leftovers from others!

This is his final bottom line!

Shao Yin didn't force him.

When the porridge became hot, the siblings divided them.

Shaoyin tore off the little meat left on the chicken thigh and put it in his bowl. Thus, the white porridge becomes shredded chicken porridge.

Of course, it is not leftovers by others.

That was just a blindfold to Pei Jiufeng.

She was eating shredded chicken porridge, so fragrant, so fragrant that Pei Jiufeng swallowed, even more contemptuous in her heart.

It's not that she despises Shaoyin. He wants to come. This day is too bitter. She has never read a book, and she doesn't care about eating.

He despised himself, so he swallowed.

The next day, Shao Yin and Pei Jiufeng carried firewood to sell.

Sold for thirty cents.

"Shall we buy rice?" Pei Jiufeng said expectantly with bright eyes.

Shaoyin took out five cents of money and said to him: "If you want to buy something, go buy it."

Put the other twenty-five essays away, turn around and say: "I'll go to Aunt Li'er's house to pay back the money."

Pei Jiufeng was taken aback.

After catching up, he asked: "What?!"

"Five years ago, our parents went and borrowed ten taels of silver for the burial. There are still eight taels of silver left. We have to pay back!" Shaoyin said.

Pei Jiufeng's eyes opened wide. "We are all starving to death. What money do we have?!"

"Did other people's money come from the strong wind?!" Shaoyin asked back, "It is not easy for everyone, no one has any extra food. At that time, people borrowed money from us to bury their parents. We have to remember other people's love. !"

She pushed him away and walked forward: "Even if we starve to death one day, we still have to pay back the money we owe others before we starve to death!"

Pei Jiufeng's eyes are red with anger!