Mo Ran smiled again when he said this, and then continued: "A long time ago, there was a child."

Chu Wanning closed his eyes: "Don't the cow eat grass? Why are they children?"

"You listen to me first." Mo Ran said with a smile. "In the past, there was a child who was very poor. He had no parents. He worked as a child laborer at a landlord's house. He had to wash dishes, clothes and wipe the floor, and he had to go out to herd cattle. The landlord's house gave him three cakes every day, so the child could fill his stomach, so he felt very satisfied."

"One day, he went out to herd cattle as usual. On the road, he encountered a vicious dog and bit the legs of the cow. For this reason, the child was beaten by the landlord without any accident. After the landlord beat him, he asked him to kill the vicious dog and vent his anger. Otherwise, he would not give the child a cake."

"The child was very scared and could only beat the dog to death and take it back as he ordered. But after he returned home, the landlord found that the one who bit his own plowing ox was actually the beloved dog of the county master."

Chu Wanning opened her eyes: "What should I do?"

"What else can I do? That dog is the favorite of the county master. He is used to showing off his power and power. Who knew that he was beaten to death in a confused manner? If the county master knew, he would definitely not be careless. So the landlord became more and more angry as he thought about it. He still didn't give the child a cake and threatened that if the county master came to the door, he would send him out."

Chu Wanning: "...What a mess, I don't tell any truth at all, I won't listen."

"Many things are unreasonable." Mo Ran smiled and said, "It's just a matter of whoever has more money, whoever has a hard fist, who has a higher official position. The next day, the county master came to find someone. The child was confessed. Because he was too young, the county master was embarrassed to lock him up, so he beat him ten times and then let him out."

Chu Wanning asked, "The child ran away after he came out?"

Mo Ran said: "Haha, I didn't run away. The child still returned to the landlord's house. After healing his injuries, he continued to herd cattle for them. He still took three cakes to eat every day."

"Aren't he angry?"

"He will not get angry as long as he eats enough." Mo Ran said, "I will beat you and have a meal. It will pass. I will be peaceful for more than ten years. Later, the cowherd's baby grew up. The son of the landlord's family was the same age as him. One day, several distinguished guests came to the landlord's family. The landlord's son saw that one of them brought a very beautiful agate snuff bottle. He liked it in his heart, so he stole it."

"The snuff bottle is inherited from the ancestral age and is very expensive. The guest was panicked and looked for his things all over the room. Seeing that the landlord's son could not hide it, he stuffed the snuff bottle into the hand of the cowherd's hand and told him that if he dared to tell the truth, he would never give him food again and let him starve to death."

"..." Chu Wanning was speechless when he heard this. He thought that although Mo Ran had been away from home since childhood and was lonely, he had grown up in Yuefu, and his mother was also the nanny in Yuefu. Although his life was not happy, it was not miserable. No matter how he made up such a gloomy and gray story.

Mo Ran said with relish: "The snuff bottle was found soon. The cowherd's snuff bottle could only accept it in order to eat, and the one who was waiting for him naturally beat him up again. This time, they beat him until he couldn't get out of bed for three days. The landlord's son escaped and secretly stuffed it to the cowherd's steamed bun with pork belly. The child ate it voraciously, and he no longer hated the person who harmed him. Because he had never tasted such a delicious food, he kept saying to the landlord's son, "Thank you, thank you."

"I won't listen." Chu Wanning was really angry this time, "Why don't you hate me anymore? I won't hate me anymore? I'll thank you, what's there to thank me!"

"No." Mo Ran blinked innocently, "You didn't listen carefully."

"Why didn't I listen carefully?"

Mo Ran said seriously: "That's a steamed bun with pork belly."

Chu Wanning: “…”

"Haha, look at your expression, don't understand. That child can only eat one or two pieces of fat on New Year's Eve. He thought that he would never know what the taste of a sandwich meat in his life, so of course he would have to thank him."

Seeing that the junior brother was choked by him and had nothing to say, Mo Ranji smiled brightly and continued, "Anyway, this matter has passed like this. He still took his three cakes and lived every day. One day..."

Chu Wanning now understands Mo Ran’s way of telling stories. As long as it appears "one day", there will definitely be nothing good.

Sure enough, Mo Ran said: "One day, the landlord's son committed a crime again."

"This time, he molested a girl next door in the mill, and happened to catch the unlucky cowherd."

Chu Wanning: "...Isn't it because I let the child take the blame again?"

"Oh." Mo Ran smiled, "That's it. Congratulations, you can tell stories too."

"……I go to sleep."

"No, I'll finish it soon." Mo Ran said, "This is the first time I've told a story to others, so you can give me some advice."

Chu Wanning: “…”

"This time, I must let the cowherd's grazing kid take the blame. Because the girl couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide by hitting the wall. But the cowherd kid is not stupid. If someone dies, he will have to pay his life. He cannot afford to pay for his son." Mo Ran said, "He doesn't want to, so the landlord's son locked him and the dead girl in the mill, and then ran to report to the official."

"This cattle-herding baby has a lot of bad records. When he was a child, he killed the county magistrate's dog for no reason, and later stole the guest's snuff bottle. This time, he actually killed the girl in the civilian world. Naturally, he was unforgivable. No one was willing to listen to his excuses. He was arrested."

Chu Wanning opened her eyes wide: "…and what?"

"Then, he stayed in prison for a few months. In the autumn, he was sentenced to death and sent to Xingtai on the outskirts of the city to hang. He followed the execution team in the fields and suddenly saw someone killing a cow not far away. He could see at a glance that the cow, the one he had put since he was young, was old and had no strength to go to the ground. But the old cow also had to eat grass. How could the landlord be willing to raise it? It plowed the land for them all their lives, and in the end, they wanted to kill it and eat its meat."

Mo Ran was not sad when he said such a cruel thing, and smiled and said, "But the cowherd's baby grew up riding on the back of a cow. He had told it many whispers, fed it with cow grass, and hugged its neck and cried when he was wronged. He regarded it as his only relative in the world."

"So, he knelt down and asked the prison head to let him say goodbye to the old cow. But the prison head naturally did not believe that humans and beasts would have any feelings. He thought he was playing tricks and did not allow it."

"……Then what?"

"Then? Then the cowherd was hung. The cow was also killed. The blood was flowing all over the floor, and the people watching the fun dispersed coldly. The landlord's family ate beef that night, but the beef was too old and always stuffed between their teeth. They ate a little, but they didn't like it, and they all fell."

Chu Wanning: “…”

Mo Ran turned over and looked at him with a smile: "I've finished speaking. Does it sound good?"

Chu Wanning said: "Get out."

"The first time I made it up for myself, I cried. You were so hard-hearted that you didn't cry."

"You said it too badly..."

Mo Ran laughed twice, grabbed the junior brother's shoulder, and touched his hair: "There is no way, your senior brother has the only ability. OK, the story is over, let's go to bed."

Chu Wanning didn't say anything. After a long time, he suddenly asked, "Mo Ran."

"Call me, senior brother."

"Why do you need to ask the cow to eat grass?"

"Because people, like cows, have to eat, and they have to do a lot of things to eat. If one day they can't do it, no one cares about you being alive."

Chu Wanning stopped talking again.

What was erected in the courtyard was the slight sound of the refugee people, and occasionally one or two ominous ghosts roared from outside the barrier.

"Mo Ran."

"Oh, I'm ignorant, call me senior brother."

Chu Wanning ignored him and asked, "Does there really be this child?"

"No." Mo Ranjing for a while, and suddenly laughed. Divortex looked very beautiful. He rubbed the little guy into his arms and said gently, "Of course I made it up and deceived you. Be good, go to bed."

Unexpectedly, after a while, I suddenly heard a noise in the yard.

Someone shouted angrily: "Look for the young master! You are busy, how can you care about your affairs? Clear the body out for me! Do you know that those with blue spots on their bodies are going to get corpses!! Do you want to kill us?"

The sound was like a thunder in the dark night. When everyone heard the word "strike up" and everyone exploded. For a moment, the sleeping people sat up and looked at the noisy place.

Mo Ran blocked the junior brother behind, took a look, frowned and whispered: "Hmm? Is that person at noon?"

The one who knelt on the ground and was scolded was the boy named Xiaoman at noon. He was still wearing the daytime outfit, but his spirit was completely different.

He seemed to have time, and he only hugged his adoptive father's body. The nails of the body increased a lot, which was a sign of the corpse. When others saw it, they retreated one after another. The manager of the prefect's house was scolding him sternly.

"Your father is my colleague, and I feel uncomfortable when he was killed. But how can I do it? He ran out to find food for you last night. You were so tired that your father died. Are you still tired of us now?"

Xiaoman knelt on the ground, his hair was messy and his eyes were red: "No, no, I'm not... Dad, Dad. Please, let me meet the young master. You have a way to prevent my father from getting up. I want to bury my father well. Please don't...don't dismember him... wu..."

When he said the word "dismemberment", he was already choked. His face was buried in his palm and rubbed randomly, his lips trembling: "I beg you... let me wait for the young master to come back..."

"It's going to be midnight soon. Young Master is outside, how can you take care of your affairs? You know that ordinary corpses can still be purified, but your father's blue spots and nails have changed. How can he survive until Young Master comes back?"

"No... OK, Uncle Liu... Please, I will be a cow and a horse for you. I will find a way to repay you in the future. Please, don't touch my father... Please... I'll beg you..."

Seeing him begging like this, the middle-aged man in charge sighed, his eyes turned red, but he still said, "Oh, do you know that you have taken all of us to life - someone!"

"No! No!!"

But it was too late, and no one would help him. Everyone knew that if this corpse was kept, it would inevitably become a fierce spirit at midnight.

Xiaoman's adoptive father's body was forcibly dragged and carried away, and he went to tear and dismembered outside. Xiaoman was controlled by several people on both sides, with blood and tears everywhere, his face was dirty, and his mouth kept making beast-like howlings, and finally he was half-dragged away.

After this storm, the courtyard discussed in detail and gradually returned to peace.

Chu Wanning did not go to bed, but he lowered his head and thought.

Mo Ran looked at the junior brother sideways and asked, "What are you thinking?"

"This man lost his close relative and did such a confused thing. His adoptive father's body was taken away, and he couldn't help but resent others. I have an uncertain guess. I was wondering if the migration of Lin'an Jucheng failed, it would be because it was him."

Mo Ranjijiejie said, "I think so too."

Chu Wanning shook his head and said, "But it's too early, so you can't make a conclusion. Pay attention to him first."

The author has something to say: Thank you for the nutrient solution from the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, the meat vermicelli soup, rabbit Qiuzi, crab mines, and momada. The old rules, we must start to the plot easily, and it will not be even smaller. The theater will break the rhythm~
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