"Crack." As a little spark exploded in the stove, the flames burned more and more vigorously.

Hu Yi stuffed a handful of bean straw into the stove, and the flames licked the dry straw, which soon spread. It was hot and the temperature next to the stove was not low.

But he burned the fire very seriously, and even if the beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, he didn't care.

Hu Yier is only eight years old this year, and his favorite thing to do is to burn fire.

Because he knew that after every fire, he could eat.

For him, eating was a pleasant thing engraved in his bones.

That kind of food filled the satisfaction of his stomach and was also the deepest memory in his not-so-long life.

"Mom, what are we having for lunch today?"

Hu Yi'er poked her head out from behind the stove, and her face was stained with a ball of smoke. When she was soaked by the sweat, she turned into a ball, like a little tiger.

The mother he mentioned was a woman in her twenties, but perhaps because of her long-term hard work, she looked a little old, but she looked like a man in her thirties.

"Don't be distracted, concentrate on burning the fire, and the pot will get stuck in a while, so be careful to beat you."

The woman was quite fierce in character. She immediately glared at Hu Yi'er, then lifted the lid of the pot, poured some brown rice into boiled water, and then put some washed but unpeeled sweet potatoes.

Although it is a simple and ordinary sweet potato rice, it is a rare delicacy for their family.

If it weren't for the recent days that someone from Dingyuan County came to divide the land and grain, their family's meal would probably still be wild vegetables and porridge.

Just as I was about to cover the lid, I suddenly heard some messy footsteps coming from outside.

"Boy's his father..."

The woman was a little confused, thinking that her man had returned, but listening to the movements and not being alone, she shouldn't be walking alone.

When I turned my head and saw that there were three men with strange faces.

These three people are strong, but their clothes are torn, their beards are unshaven, and some blood can be seen in their eyes, which looks quite creepy.

Everyone is familiar with the villagers of Wangliuzhuang. She has never seen these three people before. Could it be those newly moved?

Recently, the land was divided and some outsiders were moved to the village.

However, everyone has no interaction on weekdays. After all, they can't understand each other's words, and there is nothing to communicate with.

"What are you going to do?"

The woman was alert in her heart. She suddenly had three strange men, and she was also panicked.

"My brothers and three of us are here to ask for some food. What food do you have at home?" The man in the middle didn't hesitate to the woman and asked loudly.

This man came from the east, and the woman didn't understand what the other person was saying, but she just felt that the other person's tone was very unkind.

Seeing that the woman had no reaction, the man immediately ignored everything else and walked straight forward, reached out and lifted the lid of the pot.

The water in the pot has just boiled, and brown rice and sweet potatoes are tumbling in the pot, emitting a sweet smell.

However, this man was not very satisfied.

"There is no meat, it's so shabby." The man spat hard at the ground. His mouth was so clumsy at these times, and it would be really good without meat.

While speaking, his eyes glimpsed behind the stove.

At this moment, Hu Yier was poking his head slightly from behind and secretly looking outside, but unfortunately he looked at the man, which scared him so much that he quickly shrank back.

"So I've hidden all the meat..." The man licked his mouth, and became a little greedy unconsciously.

"What are you going to do? My man will be back soon. If you don't leave, I will call someone." The woman took a step back, but grabbed a door bolt from behind the door and said with a vigilant look on her face.

The three of them looked at each other, but instead laughed, ignoring this fierce woman.

The man in charge stepped forward a few steps, walked to the stove, and grabbed the tiger man in his hand.

Although Hu Yier was born with a round head and a round head, his body was quite thin. Although he was eight years old, he was still grabbed by this man.

When the woman saw this scene, she felt her head buzzing and almost staggering to the ground.

"mother!"

Hu Yi'er was caught in his hand, and he felt panic and burst into tears.

The woman's heart was as if she was stolen. She went forward and wanted to snatch the child, but was suddenly pushed to the ground by two men next to her.

She is just an ordinary woman, and she is not the opponent of these two people.

"Let me go!" She struggled to get up, but was kicked hard in the face again. Suddenly, her eyes were filled with stars, and blood flowed from her mouth and nose, which wet her clothes.

"Mom! Mom!"

Hu Yier saw that her mother was beaten and cried even harder. She waved her hands randomly and kicked her feet randomly.

The man was kicked twice in a while. His anger came up immediately, and he glared at him and threw Hu Yier heavily to the ground.

Although the ground is mud, it has been trampled over the years and has long been solid and hard.

Hu Yi'er was thrown and fainted immediately.

"My son!"

The woman listened to her child's movements and didn't know whether the child was dead or alive. At this moment, her tears and blood were mixed up, and she could not see anything in front of her, but she still struggled and groped to lean towards her child's position.

She saw that her child was gone and didn't know whether the child was dead or alive.

"Clang clang clang."

As soon as she crawled out a few steps, someone stepped over her body, took out a dark kitchen knife from the cage beside her, rubbed back and forth a few times on the water tank, and then walked out.

The woman had already approached Hu Yi'er, but suddenly she was stepped on her hand and crushed her hard twice, immediately screaming.

Her eyes had just been kicked, and now they were a little swollen. She was confused, as if she saw someone holding a knife and holding a tiger in her hand.

"My son, My son!"

At this moment, the woman realized something and shouted heart-wrenchingly.

But what greeted her was a tender and abrupt scream and the warm blood flowing to the ground.

Blood flowed along the ravines on the ground, and the smell of blood filled the whole house. The woman was lying forward like crazy, with blood mixed with soil on her body.

Suddenly, her head raised, but someone pulled her hair from behind.

The man dragged her like a dead dog, and slapped her in the face a few more times.

"Shunzi, don't worry about this girl, go and burn the fire."

Before he was in a coma, the woman heard a few devilish voices.

She still can't understand.

But she knew it.

From this moment on, she lost her tiger man.
Chapter completed!