Author: Yueting A Cup of Wine

"Third sister!"

Zhou Kuisan caught up with San Mei in two steps. Although he was only three years behind, he was much taller than San Mei.

Hearing the sound, the third sister lowered her head and turned around. Zhou Kui then saw that she was holding a large dark gold kettle in her arms, which was almost as wide as her waist. It made people wonder how her two small arms could hold it.

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The third sister's voice was trembling, revealing a hint of fear: "Brother, I just brought hot water to the mother, and I will go change the hay later..."

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm not asking you this." Zhou Kui looked down at his third sister. She also looked down at her feet. Zhou Kui could only see her thin and soft hair, which was small and dry.

Like firewood.

It's like my sister. No, the third sister is my sister.

Pushing the strange thoughts out of his mind, Zhou Kui softly lowered his voice and said, "Were you injured by the kick from Father just now? Let me do it..."

What to do? Zhou Kui was stuck, but he couldn't help but think about it further. The third sister suddenly raised her voice, like the cry of a caught prey before it died.

"No, you are wrong, I am not injured."

Zhou Kui didn't react for a moment and said patiently: "Don't be willful. If you hurt your internal organs, you'll be in trouble."

As soon as she finished speaking, the third sister opened her eyes wide and held her breath.

Strange, did I say something ambiguous? Zhou Kui opened his mouth to explain, but was suddenly stunned.

The third sister held the brass kettle and knelt on the ground.

"What are you doing? Get up quickly."

Third sister avoided his outstretched hand and said tremblingly: "Brother, my injury will not affect my work. Please don't report my injury to my father. Please."

I'm not worried about the efficiency of your work. Zhou Kui originally wanted to open his mouth to clear up Sanmei's misunderstanding, but her next words left Zhou Kui confused.

"Just like before, I can give you any piece of meat you want. Please!"

Meat, what kind of meat? Aren’t the grains given by Master Yan Zhenting only those roots, stems, leaves and rice? There are ewes and cows raised in the backyard for milking, but only the mother and father can drink the milk of cows and goats...

ah.

Zhou Kui's eyes fell on the skin exposed by Sanmei's shabby clothes, arms, calves, scars and disharmonious depressions, silently telling him the source of the flesh.

Meat. The father said that you can eat meat occasionally.

My physique is bigger than that of Third Sister and even Lu Yanyan.

Zhou Kui took a step back.

Nausea, the urge to vomit surged from his throat. Impossible. Zhou Kui weakly shook his head at his third sister, as if to deny the reality in front of him.

But with this impact, vague memories slowly emerged in my mind.

Yes, it was because he was hungry at first and he was looking for food. Every day he only ate a piece of grass at noon, pancakes mixed with roots and waste rice, and drank a bowl of cold soup mixed with leftover rice and well water at night.

He was so hungry that he couldn't stand it anymore.

And if you report someone, you can get a big bowl of rice and a big piece of meat from your father's body.

That night, he was so hungry and dizzy that he staggered around looking for prey. Finally, he discovered that the third sister secretly licked the milk jug that contained milk for her mother before washing the dishes.

The third sister in front of him was no longer the third sister, but rice and meat. Zhou Kui excitedly went up and grabbed her thin wrist, and was about to drag her to his father's room, but the third sister who was still crying just now said

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"My father must have fallen asleep. If you wake him up, he will definitely be angry."

Yes, that's true. Then I'll report you tomorrow.

"My mother will drink milk from the milk can tomorrow morning. If you leave the milk can until tomorrow without washing it for this reason, your father may punish you as well."

Zhou Kui was silent. He was only seven years old at the time and could not understand such complicated things. But what Sanmei said seemed to be right.

"Are you hungry now? I know that another man made a mistake - he broke the wall brick, and I know where he hid the fragment. I will give you a piece of meat. You eat it today, and I will put the fragment away tomorrow.

Here, you can report him again."

Then the second time, the third time.

No, don't think about it any more.

Zhou Kui suddenly held his head. Seeing him like this, the third sister quickly stood up, took a few steps closer and whispered worriedly: "Brother, do you have a headache?"

The thin and weak voice overlapped with the memories, and the originally vague memory images were restored together with the sense of smell and taste at that time.

"vomit!"

Zhou Kui couldn't help but bend over and retched. How could he do such a cruel thing? This is so strange, how can people eat people?

The strong shock turned into strong disgust. The disgust for himself made Zhou Kui keep beating his head, trying to drive away the memory, but as the carrier of memory, Sanmei stood in front of him alive and stretched out her hand towards him.

hand.

A thin hand, a hand full of scars. If the owner of the hand would die in the next second, Zhou Kui would not doubt it. He stopped beating his head.

This is my sin. Should I escape? Do I think that if I no longer think about it, I have never done it to her?

Zhou Kui raised his head blankly, and as soon as his eyes came into contact with Sanmei's eyes, he immediately turned to the ground. He felt a sense of tightness in his chest, and his guilt expanded rapidly. He trembled and said: "Sanmei, you, don't you hate me?

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The third sister silently put the brass kettle on the ground and reached out to support Zhou Kui. Zhou Kui trembled all over, but he didn't even have the courage to push her away. His feet almost felt like stepping on cotton. He didn't know where he was going.

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After crossing the courtyard gate, they walked into the backyard. There was a well in the middle of the backyard.

Supporting Zhou Kui, Third Sister whispered: "Is this hatred? I don't know."

"I am too weak, so I can only live like this."

No, no. Zhou Kui shook his head hard.

"There is nothing you can do about being eaten. You are stronger than me, you ate me, and you protected me, so I am alive today."

You could have lived. Zhou Kui wanted to say this, but he couldn't open his mouth. He was not qualified to say this to his third sister.

"At least let me do something for you." In the end, he could only moan in pain.

The third sister's steps stopped, she let go of her hand, and they stopped in front of the well.

"Have you seen your face now? The water in the well is very clear. Take a look."

Zhou Kui acted in despair and followed his third sister's words. He leaned half of his body into the well and saw his own face.

It was a childish but fleshy face. Although it was pale and sweaty, it could still be seen that the owner of the face had eaten well.

Completely opposite to Third Sister's face, which is so thin that it sticks to the bones.

Yes, he just ate this girl's flesh and blood, lived shamelessly, and grew up like this.

"If you are chosen as the father's body in the future, will you continue to eat me?"

No more, no more. This ugly thing should end here.

Zhou Kui closed his eyes, relaxed his body, and let himself fall into the cold well water.

The third update~I finally wrote it, it made me feel so uncomfortable. The way to kill a gentleman is to use morality. How about this way of death? By the way, Zhou Kui’s memories are the memories of Sister Yi and Boss Yi in reality.

By the way, I would like to add that Sister Yi has always been an exploited character in The Third Valley, and it is on the Spirit Boat that she really begins to transform.

I've been so good at writing these days, so I'll remember the chapter I owed yesterday, and I'll make it up as soon as I can write it smoothly~
Chapter completed!