Chapter

"Little bastard... you're finally back..." A man's voice was heard roaring in the room.

"Where's the firewood?"

"Where's the firewood I asked you to chop?

"You little bastard, you didn't even listen to what I said..." Then there was the sound of a man hitting someone with a stick...

I saw a woman wearing a tattered cotton-padded jacket desperately throwing herself at the child... holding Ali tightly with her body...

He was shouting ahhhhh...

Dumb?

"Go away! You stupid bitch...look at how stupid you are...give birth to a son with the same virtues as you...get out of my way..."

I saw the man kicking away the woman lying on Ali...

The stick hit Ali's young body head and face.

Ali was trembling and motionless...

The woman who seemed to be going crazy screamed and rushed forward again... She used her weak body to hug her child tightly... There were hot tears in her eyes...

In the end, the man did not strike again... there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes... he threw away the stick in his hand with a clang... and ran towards the door.

In a simple hut...a mother and her son were hugging each other tightly.

That mute woman touched Ali's little black and blue face that had been beaten... she was so heartbroken that she burst into tears...

What she wanted to say... It's a pity that she is mute... she could only whine... but the tears in her eyes hit the face of this ten-year-old child one after another...

Ali didn't cry or shed tears. He just slowly stretched out his little hands that were red and swollen from the cold and slowly touched the mute mother's face...

Such a pair of hard-working mother and son, nestled in a simple small room...

But they didn't realize that in the corner that the two of them didn't see, an old man was looking at them with a pair of sympathetic eyes...

A heavy military coat was wrapped around his body. He sighed deeply in the ice and snow...then stood up...and walked forward.

From then on, when Ali went to the outskirts of Tangling City to cut firewood every day, he would meet this old man... and another burly man wearing a military coat and carrying two bars and one star on his shoulders.

Then every day, the old man would tell Ali...how to use the sickle in his hand to chop wood...how to chop wood most smoothly...movements faster...perfect...

When Mr. Wei saw that Ali was left-handed, he seemed to be even more excited...

He had not held a knife for many years, but one time he suddenly took the broken sickle in Ali's hand and waved it with his left hand in the wind and snow...

Knife skills are simple, but deadly!

Every movement made by Mr. Wei's hands is close to perfection...

Alizhi clapped his hands and praised...

I studied for about a month!

Mr. Wei has to go!

The troops were pressing too hard... He had no choice!

Looking at Ali: "My child... just wait for me. I will pick you up after a while..."

Ali nodded vigorously... and then slowly uttered a few vague words using the words the old man called him these days...

"Thank you... thank you..., Master... Master...!"

Mr. Wei held the child in his arms, and finally slowly followed the man in the military coat into the car and disappeared into Dongling City!

For Ali, this may be a dream!

But it was this sudden dream that had already killed him.

Looking at Mr. Wei disappearing... there was a bit of reluctance and hope on his little face...

How he wanted to follow that grandpa all his life...but he couldn't do it right now!

Because he also has a gambler father! And a mute mother!

Back as always...

Suddenly, a raging fire burned in the place in front...the flames burned ferociously like a demon.

He threw away the firewood on his back with a bang, and rushed toward the flames like crazy...

Because the place where the fire burned was Ali's home.

When he rushed over, the fire had completely engulfed everything in the hut...

I saw piles of people standing around, with indifferent expressions and shrinking their hands. No one reached out to help them put out the fire...

Ali looked at the blazing fire...

The whole person rushed towards the fire like crazy!

In the end, some kind-hearted people grabbed the ten-year-old child...

"ah……"

"Ah...ah..."

Ali's cry resounded between heaven and earth... He couldn't speak very well... he could only scream...

The desolate voice seemed to be contending with the world... Unfortunately, the fire was still burning...

And what about this ten-year-old child?

He seems crazy and stupid!

A man knelt down in the ice and snow alone...looking at everything in the house that was burned down bit by bit...

The people around him couldn't help but talk about it.

"Hey! What a misfortune for this damn gambler to leave such a young child behind when he dies!"

"Yes! How pitiful!"

…

"Who made him love gambling? If he doesn't lose, he will be chased to the door..."

"It's the child of this mute girl who has suffered... Look, he's only ten years old! He can't even speak. How will he live in the future?"

"By the way, do you know who their family is in debt to?"

"Shh!"

"We'd better not say anything!"

"I'm telling you... I heard that it was a debt owed to He Yichuan... so I guess they sent someone to burn down his house! I didn't expect that this mute woman was alone in the house... Oh, how pitiful..."

"Forget it, forget it, stop talking...Besides, we can't help...we are all poor..."

"Too……"

The two of them were talking while looking sympathetically at Ali who was kneeling in the ice and snow... and then walked towards their house.

The university is already floating! The cold wind is also blowing.

But what about this ten-year-old?

No home!

…

He suddenly stood up slowly and ran towards the ruins that had been destroyed by ice and snow...

"mom……"

"Mother……"

His unclear words echoed throughout the snowy sky...

From that point on, he seemed to be in a daze!

The whole person is like a lonely ghost, wandering around. When he is hungry, he picks up things on the ground to eat... When he is thirsty, he grabs the ice and snow on the ground and stuffs them into his mouth...

His companions on the roadside scolded him and beat him...

He seemed indifferent...

Finally one day, he couldn't support it anymore.

After all, he is only a ten-year-old kid...!

He was starving to death.

Lying alone in the ice and snow...

When a car slowly passed by him, dirty water splashed on him...

Ali lay there indifferently.

Then the car slowly backed away.

The car door opened slowly.

A man came out from inside.

A man with a smile on his face, but with a cunning smile on his face.
Chapter completed!