The daughter of the first daughter was reborn and mistakenly provoked the black belly

Chapter 162 A Big Banquet (2)
But she didn't mind comforting the little sister in front of her, because she looked really pitiful.

"I'm three years old, what about you?" Hao Lian Fanxu made it a little longer, he stretched out his hand and wiped the sweat from his face, and ended up wiping the dirt all over his face. That look was so funny.

"I'm already five years old!" The girl was very proud, as if she was older than him.

"You have to call me sister from now on!"

"Are you from Hao Lian's family? Why haven't I seen you before?" Immediately, the girl asked several questions one after another. Although Hao Lianfan liked this little friend who appeared out of nowhere, he rarely talked to anyone before. It's hard to withstand such a brave offensive from her.

"Yes..." He pursed his lips and answered softly.

"Then who are you? What's your name?" The girl pinched her body and handed it to Hao Lianfan, asking him to pinch her hands and feet.

"I'm Hao Lian..."

"I heard from my father that the Hao Lian family has only one son, and you are also named Hao Lian. Could it be that you are the daughter of a concubine? Is that why you have such a miserable life?" The little girl quickly interrupted Hao Lianfan's next words. .

Just guessing.

"Hmm..." Hao Lianfan answered vaguely, firstly because he didn't know who his mother was, secondly, he also felt that he was miserable, and also because his aunt had warned him just now, Finally, if someone asked him if he was a boy or a girl, he could only answer that it was a girl, otherwise he would have nothing to eat.

If he doesn't have food, he won't grow up, and if he doesn't grow up, he won't be able to find his mother, so he has to be obedient.

"You are so pitiful!" The little girl looked sympathetic, washed off the mud in her hands, took out the handkerchief her mother embroidered for her when she was alive, and carefully washed the mud off Hao Lianfan's face.

In her opinion, there are only a few powerful women in the Hao Lian family. The little girl in front of her must have died because her mother was too humble. Just give him more love.

However, she didn't have the courage to tell him that death meant that she would never see him again.
"Sister, what's your name?" Hao Lianfan seemed reluctant to discuss who was more pitiful with her, so he changed the subject.She took care of him so much, she felt like a mother.

He is very pitiful, his father doesn't love him, and his mother doesn't love him, but he still doesn't want to tell her about these things, it's just his own little secret.

He also didn't want to get her sympathy...

"My name is An Ling'er"!The girl smiled brightly, and her mother said that she was a treasure bestowed on her by the heavens, and she was very beautiful, so she was called Linger.

Maybe it's because they share the same illness and have a common topic, or maybe the two lonely children finally found a companion. So, this afternoon, the two chatted happily and made a lot of clay figurines. In the evening, An Ling Ercai left reluctantly, and before leaving, the two agreed to meet here in the future.

"Hao Lianfan, let me tell you, you are a boy, does the boy know? How can you be such an ignorant person in our Hao Lian family?" In the courtyard, there was the rough and slightly old voice of Master Hao Lian.

There were also a large and small group of concubines and wives standing aside watching, looking at Hao Lianfan who was beaten to pieces in women's clothes in the middle of the yard, all of them were expressionless.

Obviously, this kind of thing has happened countless times, and they are used to it.

Since he was three years old, Hao Lianfan didn't know what he was obsessed with, and he no longer wanted to wear boy's clothes. He talked and behaved more and more like a real girl. In addition to this extremely beautiful little face, She was just like a little girl who hadn't grown up, and she was pleasing to the eye. Of course, the premise was that he was a real girl.

But if a man did such a thing, he would only feel insulted.

"Daddy, the child is already five years old, why are you still beating like this?" Hao Lianfan raised his head, charmingly.

The more this happened, the angrier Master Hao Lian became, he didn't look like a boy no matter what.

Really, pissed him off.

"Shut up, put away your pitiful stinky appearance for me. As a man, you don't have the temperament of a man. Why should I keep you?" So saying, Master Hao Lian raised his stick towards Hao Lianfan's body again. Hit him up, as if you were really going to kill him.

Hao Lianfan gritted his teeth stubbornly. After two years of training, the idea that he is a girl has been deeply ingrained. Even he can hardly convince himself that he is not a girl, let alone someone else?

"Who does daddy think it's useful to keep?" Hao Lianfan showed a sarcasm, and smiled a little bitterly. These words really stopped the action that Master Haolian was about to hit just now, "when mother died, daddy didn't even ask Just ask people to bury her, is this Daddy's attitude towards useful people? Or, anyway, Daddy has so many women, and it's not a pity to lose one of his mother?" When he said this, Hao Lianfan kept Stubbornly looking up at his cute little face, he had been trying not to cry, but at this moment his eyes slowly became moist.

In the past two years, he has missed his mother all the time. He is always pinching the little clay figurine stubbornly. His skills are getting better and better, and the clay figurine he made is more and more like his dead mother. He always thought that , his mother is coming back.

However, just yesterday, a little girl passing by scolded him for his actions, and said that he, Hao Lianfan, was an idiot. And he, a fool, not only believed it, but even changed his temper.It's hopelessly stupid.

He was immediately displeased, and asked the little girl what death meant. The little girl was probably frightened by his angry expression, and hesitated for a long time before saying that death meant that she would never see her again.

Of course he didn't believe it, and ordered someone to beat the little maid severely, but the little maid tearfully accused him of being wrong, and said that he was unwilling to accept the truth...

His face was full of decadence, and he finally woke up at that moment.Also completely desperate.For a long time, every time he saw An Linger's forbearing expression, he actually had a faint guess in his heart. The little girl was right, he was just stupid, he just didn't want to accept the truth, everyone understands the truth, only he Don't understand, no, it's not that he doesn't understand, he just doesn't want to believe it.

He didn't want to believe that the mother who loved him so much was really gone.

"You, you scoundrel!" Hearing this, the stick held by Master Hao Lian shook violently, but in the end he didn't really hit it.

He was busy with business at the time, so he really didn't find out. This matter had been on his mind for a long time. Although Hao Lianfan's mother was just an aunt, she had a place in his heart.

He also felt guilty about her death, and now whenever he thinks about it, he feels strange, and he also regrets that he didn't investigate it thoroughly.

He also hated himself for not protecting them well. If she hadn't died, wouldn't Hao Lianfan be so rebellious?
However, how can he, who is so invincible, tolerate others to slander him like this?What's more, the person in front of him is not only his own son, but also a five-year-old child...

"Pfft! Pop!" Master Hao Lian got angry, spat out a big mouthful of blood, the stick in his hand wobbled, and finally fell directly to the ground, and everyone hurried forward to support him.

"Master, master, what's wrong with you!" Then.It was the noisy worrying sound, and the sound of Master Hao Lian's words when he left, imprisoning him in the firewood room for self-reflection.

Everyone's complaining eyes fell on his body hotly, and they said that he was so ignorant that he made Master Hao Lian angry. When a gust of cold wind blew, Hao Lianfan gasped in pain.

Some servants came up and dragged him into the firewood shed, their actions were rude, and they didn't care about his pleading at all.It seemed that he was a piece of wood that didn't know pain at all, and in their hearts, he, Hao Lianfan, was a rotten piece of wood that could not be carved.

The gloomy firewood room was bitingly cold, and there was nothing good about his whole body. He was in so much pain that he felt lost even when he moved. The wound was still bleeding, and his head was very dizzy. He thought, what they said was right, he Hao Lianfan In fact, he is an unworthy son. He killed his mother and caused his father to vomit blood. He deserves to die.

He squinted his small eyes and looked out of the small window of the woodshed. The night sky was still as bright as before, full of stars, really beautiful.

Hao Lianfan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly, "Mother, you once told your child that people will become stars in the night sky after death. Is this true?
So many stars, which one are you?

There are so many stars in the sky, which one are you?

Are you also watching your child suffering in this way in the sky?
Mother, the child is very tired, how about I come to accompany you?

He seemed to really see a certain star in the night sky twinkle a few times, so he laughed even more happily.

Mother, you agree, right?

My child will know that you care about her very much and miss her very much. My child will know that only mother, you are the only person in this world who cares about her.

Mother, please wait for me, the baby will be here soon.

With his small body leaning against the dry firewood, he gradually lost consciousness.

"Hao Lian? Wake up!" In his sleep, who was calling him, and who was giving him medicine?

The pain hit, Hao Lianfan struggled to open his eyes, the girl's gentle gaze just caught his sight, he thought it was his mother who came to pick him up, but it turned out, didn't it?

Slightly disappointed, he casually glanced around, seeing that it was still the firewood room, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, a little self-deprecating, he didn't die like this, he was really lucky.

This reflects the sentence, the scourge has been around for thousands of years, is he, Hao Lianfan, the monster who survived the catastrophe?

"Hao Lian, how do you feel?" An Ling'er just wiped off the blood on his arm, and when she felt Hao Lianfan move, she shouted anxiously.

"Hao Lian, tell me quickly, where does it hurt?" An Ling'er called out one after another, Hao Lianfan only felt irritable.

He hurts everywhere, but he doesn't want to talk to her now.

"Hao Lian, just say something, don't scare me!" Although this person woke up, what does it mean that he has not spoken?
Is the wound too serious?Still blaming her for not fulfilling her promise.

"I can't die!" Hao Lianfan looked away, it was still night, but he couldn't tell what time it was.Is it an hour, or two, or, is it a day?
"With me here, of course you can't die!" An Ling'er choked, suddenly feeling a little sad, Hao Lianfan's tone of voice changed.

It feels a little rusty, do you hate her?

She sucked her nose hard and suddenly wanted to cry.

"Why are you here?" Hao Lianfan didn't know how to cry himself, and he hated seeing others cry, even though his aunt told him all the time that when he was sad, he should cry like a normal girl, and it was right.

He remembered all the etiquettes taught by his aunt, and learned them superbly, except for crying, which he never learned.

He frowned slightly, every part of his body hurt, he struggled for a while, but still tried to straighten up, took the medicine bottle in An Linger's hand and wiped it carelessly.

Anyway, the whole body is covered with injuries, so there is no need to deliberately rub it anywhere.

(End of this chapter)