After the heroine's halo was taken away, I was reborn

Chapter 516 Brat!
After scolding for more than ten minutes, the general said to the child who was walking around the house curiously: "Go, under the pile of firewood in the corner, take out the contents for me."

"Oh."

Ji Siming went, and spent great efforts to push aside the pile of firewood piled up from the pile of branches and wood, and saw a pile of bottles and jars, and a roll of gauze inside.

It seems that this bad uncle has long been prepared.

"Bring over that bottle of alcohol."

The general is calling the shots.

Ji Siming didn't know which bottle was alcohol, so he took a small bottle.

The general cursed again: "Idiot, the biggest bottle."

"it is good."

Ji Siming was very obedient, and immediately picked up the older one and sent it to the general.

It's just that the earth and mud road in the house is not smooth, and he kicked into a small hole within two steps, and the whole person jumped forward.

"Stinky boy!"

Seeing this, the general raised his heart in his throat instantly. Regardless of the injury on his shoulder, he turned around and rolled over, catching the little kid who was about to fall and the bottle of alcohol.

This bottle of alcohol is used by him to disinfect the wound, if it is gone, let alone revenge, he will die himself.

so far so good.

The general took the alcohol and kicked the child who was about to get up.

"Little thing, next time you are so frizzy, I will kill you immediately."

With that kick just now, Ji Siming flew directly to the corner of the wall, and stopped when his back touched the wall.

His chest and stomach hurt so badly, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, but he couldn't cry, he just wanted to vomit.

The general held a wooden stick in his mouth, used alcohol to re-treat his wound, and applied some wound medicine he was going to be here, so he felt a lot more comfortable.

He screwed a few bottles on the ground, and went to look at the little guy who had been curled up in the corner.

After a while, Ji Siming still maintained the posture just now. When the general walked over, he found that the little guy was crying with his mouth covered.

"Why the hell are you crying?"

The general became angry all of a sudden, he was not in the mood to coax the children.

Ji Siming sat up and pointed to the footprint on his stomach, "It hurts."

The general was about to say that this is not what you deserve, and then he heard the kid say: "I didn't mean it, the bottle is too heavy."

The general didn't attack him any more this time, even a poor boy didn't dare to use tricks on purpose.

There was a bag of food hidden under the beams of the hut. The general took it down, and took out some bread and a kettle from it.

"Eat."

He threw a pancake to the kid next to him.

Ji Siming took a bite of the bread that was frozen like a rock, and it was so unpalatable that he wanted to spit it out immediately.

But no, he was really hungry, the kind with his chest stuck to his back.

And he felt that he had to eat, and he would not have the strength to escape.

Ji Siming chewed and swallowed slowly, he ate all the bread that was as big as an adult's palm, his stomach was full and dry.

The general was already full, and was watching with a small alarm clock in his hand.

He didn't know where he got this alarm clock, but it was most likely something he carried with him.

Ji Siming tilted his head and glanced at the alarm clock, the minute and hour hands were turning, obviously there was a battery in it.

It's just that he doesn't know it.

Ji Siming just glanced at it, then set his eyes on the kettle.

Seeing the little guy staring at the kettle next to him, the general said, "Take it yourself."

Ji Siming crawled over on hands and feet and picked up the kettle, but he couldn't open the lid after a lot of effort.

The general frowned, grabbed the kettle, and opened the lid cursingly.

"Here, just this time, don't drink it if you can't open it next time."

The general was fierce, but Ji Siming smiled, but the water was so cold that it was almost freezing, he didn't dare to swallow it directly, he wrapped it in his mouth to warm it up.

The general laughed lightly when he saw him, and said he was stupid.

Ji Siming knew he was scolding himself, he ignored it, but asked, "What are you doing looking at this alarm clock?"

General: "Let's see how long you two have to live."

Ji Siming: "..."

Seeing the child's silence, the general laughed and said, "Are you afraid?"

Ji Siming nodded.

The round and fair-faced little chubby nodded very seriously, and his appearance was somewhat mature and stable.

The general was immediately amused.

But thinking that this little brat probably learned from his father, he was a little angry.

"Afraid? There's nothing I can do about it. Who told you to be Ji Shaobei's son."

The general found the rope prepared in advance and tied Ji Siming's hands and feet tightly.

It's just that just after he tied it up, Ji Siming said with a wrinkled face, "I want to pee."

General: "..."

Untied his hand, and carried the villain to the corner of the half-broken wall, "Just pee here."

Ji Siming moved his feet, "I still want to play Smelly."

General: "..."

I really want to slap him to death.

Finally the general tied the little thing around the waist and let him finish it behind the wall.

The physical problem is solved, but the hands and feet still have to be tied.

The general put the little fellow against the wall, and built a fire in the pit.

It was finally warm, and people almost froze.

The general rubbed his hands, and then saw the little thing with its hands and feet tied up like strips, moving from the corner to the side of the fire bit by bit.

This little thing has quite a strong psychological quality. After being tied up like this, he is not afraid, does not cry, and knows to come over to warm himself.

The general ignored him, leaned against the wood and began to sleep. Anyway, the doll's rope was tied around his waist, and he couldn't go anywhere except this shabby house.

It's just that within 3 minutes after he lay down, the little thing said to himself: "Why hasn't Dad come to save me, it's almost dark."

The general smiled evilly, "Your father is afraid of death, so he doesn't want you anymore."

Ji Siming really wanted to roll his eyes at him, but he held back, and then said: "If my father doesn't come, my brother will come to save me."

The general thought for a while, and at first there was a teenage boy following behind.

"That kind of child will die when he comes."

Ji Siming: "Forget it, don't come here."

General: "You have a good relationship with your brother?"

Ji Siming: "Yes." Then he stopped talking.

"How good is it?" the general asked again.

Ji Siming: "It's as good as we are wearing a pair of pants."

General: "Hahahaha..."

"why are you laughing?"

General: "I don't know." Anyway, I wanted to laugh.

"Hey, kid surnamed Ji, you're only over three years old, right? You speak fluently, and your mind is quick. You don't look like a baby of this age at all."

If his surname is not Ji, he can be his apprentice.

Ji Siming: "So what, I won't survive tonight."

The general laughed, "You know you won't survive tonight?"

Of course he knew, he kept himself here just to wait for his father to come over, and then kill them together.

But what the bad uncle is going to do, Ji Siming is a little curious.

(End of this chapter)