I was too lazy to take off shoes. Anyway, the quilt was already dirty enough, so just lay on the bed and covered face with the quilt.

The sultry smell mixed with peculiar smell finally blocked the porridge fragrance. Pei Jiufeng felt her writhing stomach and slowly curled up on the bed.

The hatred in my heart!

He wants to wake up! don't want to be Wang Dagen anymore!

I can't even eat white porridge!

He was so hungry that he didn't eat a single bite of food today, and only ate one wotou a day yesterday. In two or three days, he only ate that one wotou. How could he stand it?

He was so hungry he wanted to eat himself!

Tortured by hunger, he couldn't sleep, clenched his fists and slammed the bed hard, venting his anger!

Hateful monster! Don't fall into his hands!

He was very hungry and looked forward to going back. Hunger and intense hatred alternately tormented him, making him angry and tormented.

After suffering like this in the middle of the night, he fainted once in a daze, and soon woke up again.

When he opened his eyes and felt the hard bed and the rough quilt, he knew he had not woken up.

Was the monster going to starve him to death? !

Is he really going to starve him alive? !

If so, he might as well end his life!

His eyes flickered, and he decisively lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Maybe you can go back when you die.

At least, he will not be Wang Dagen again.

If the monster wants to continue torturing him, he has to change his identity!

Went to the kitchen and groped for the kitchen knife.

Fingers touched the edge of the blade, wanting to test its sharpness. This touch, can not help but froze.

He lowered his head in disbelief, and saw that the kitchen knife was covered with rust under the moonlight.

If he kills himself with this kitchen knife, he will not die unless he is strong enough to chop off his head.

Can't cut the skin at all.

Pei Jiufeng stared at the rusted kitchen knife in her hand, for a while, she didn't know whether it was more resentment or more despair!

Chapter 56 The Tyrant's Vase 8 He has never been so satisfied. ...

A light cloud covered the crescent moon, casting a shadow. Just like Pei Jiufeng's heart, there is a thick haze at this moment.

Can't even die.

So what can he do?

What can he do to get out of trouble? His hungry and cramping stomach made him unable to think, and a sense of despair gradually came to his heart.

Even in the most difficult days of his youth, he had never experienced such hardships.

At that time, there was food to eat every day, and although it was the leftovers, it could be wrapped around the belly. But now, it's not that he refuses to eat the leftovers in humiliation, but that there is no leftovers for him to eat.

At that time, he was cold, and he didn't have a fitted cotton coat to wear, but he could put on one coat after another to keep out the cold. And now in the cold, there is no clothes to wear, and no single clothes.

He understood the meaning of the demon, and he was accusing him of being in a bliss and ignorant of happiness, and there were more poor people in the world than him.

But Pei Jiufeng couldn't agree!

Was the grievance he suffered just for food, drink and clothing? He is often bullied! Even the humble wet nurse and eunuch dared to beat and scold him!

At that time, who was protecting him? !

Although Wang Dagen is poor, he also has his sister who protects him! After a hard day, even if you stutter, you still have to think of him!

When he was bullied, who protected him? !

The hatred was like fire, burning in his heart, the tongue of fire licked his heart little by little, and there was an unbearably severe pain.

He threw the rusted knife on the ground angrily, and sat on the ground indifferently.

The air was cold, the ground was cold and hard, and a sense of grievance welled up in my heart. He clenched his lips tightly, his face tensed and expressionless, unwilling to admit that his eyes became hot.

Can't cry. You must not cry when you are bullied, otherwise the person who bullies him will only be more proud and bully him even more!

However, the vision was blurred in the end, and a drop of tears fell, hitting the ground between the legs, making a faint light sound.

He was bullied when he was young, and he still had time to catch his breath. With a little effort, he could hide for a few days. But now, he has nowhere to hide, no one can breathe at all!

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

Not a single sound came out.

"Dagen?" At this moment, the door of the east room opened, and the cloud drifted away just in time, and the crescent moon appeared again. The faint moonlight sprinkled on the girl's thin face, covering the malnourished complexion. Showing a bit of cleverness, "Why do you sit on the ground?"

Pei Jiufeng remained silent.

Tightly clenching her lips and holding back her tears, preventing her from seeing vulnerability.

"Are you hungry?" Who knows, but she said, "Then do you know anything wrong?"

Pei Jiufeng wanted to sneer, what's wrong with loneliness? However, he was really hungry, and he didn't bother to bother.

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

Seeing that he was silent, Shaoyin turned around and entered the room.

Pei Jiufeng didn't look up, but she could hear her footsteps going into the house. My heart is cold and hard.

His expression gradually turned to indifference.

No one will ever care about him, he already knew that.

A desperate look flashed across his eyes, the demon was dreaming if he wanted to tame him!

Even if he dies, he will not wish him luck!

"The wind is light, the moon is full, my eldest brother doesn't eat..."

A cappella melody sounded, and footsteps came again, getting closer.

Pei Jiufeng's ears were shaking, what was she going to do?

When the girl's figure brushed by his side, he raised his head silently, and saw that she was carrying a basin, walked to the stove, lifted the lid, and poured half a basin of white porridge into it.

Then squat down and make a fire.

He was startled.

The slumped back straightened involuntarily.

Is this to feed him, or...she is vicious until midnight and eats again, in front of him?!

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