bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 223 The Voice of Zhiluo
For Odu's eighth birthday, his father bought him a puppy.

It was a very small milk dog, shy and reserved. Odu took good care of it for two weeks and regarded it as his best friend, and named it Mr. Beard.

But one day he found that his partner, Mr. Beard, began to spill dog food on the ground-it was boiled quinoa mixed with leftover meals, dried fruit and minced fish. , Rotten and smelly.

"You are the one who wants to raise this dog, take your responsibility like a man!"

Father scolded, twitching his nose, expressing his anger at the smell of the messy doghouse.

Aodu, who was still a child, could only clean the puppy kennel in the yard silently, but day after day, Mr. Beard seemed to be disobedient suddenly, and almost every time he messed up his food bowl.

So Odu kept an eye out, and after feeding Mr. Beard again, he quietly closed the door and hid, wanting to see why Mr. Beard made such a mess.

Then he saw the culprit, it was a big crow flapping its wings from outside the yard, flying down again and again to peck at the wheat seeds, flying up and down again, making a mess of Mr. Beard's food bowl.

"Go! Go!"

Odu rushed out and drove the crow away, and the big bird circled for weeks before finally flying away from the kennel.

He followed him out of curiosity, but saw that not far away by the chimney was the nest built by the crow, and there were still its flightless birds waiting to be fed, as if waiting for his mother to bring it back. The food comes the same.

Odu suddenly became happy. He ran home, secretly took out a decorative bowl that was not usually used for eating, added some grains, and cleaned the quinoa in Mr. Beard's bowl, and carefully put the bowl and bowl got together.

He waited under the sun for a whole day, and finally, at sunset, the big crow came back.

It shook its small head, looked around Mr. Beard curiously, landed carefully, and obediently probed into the small bowl to eat.

"Great!"

Little Odu cheered excitedly in his heart, so that the little crow would not starve, and Mr. Beard's food bowl would not be a mess.

"Odu?"

His mother's voice came from the house, which was the signal to tell him to come in for dinner, and Odu immediately patted his pants and ran into the house.

"Odu, have you seen that bowl your dad keeps?"

The mother, wearing an apron, opened the cupboard and rummaged through it—it was the bowl that His Highness the Pope had used in the last high mass to distribute the communion. It was carefully placed in the cupboard and would not be used at ordinary times.

"Ah I--"

Aodu was about to say something when he looked up and saw his father walking into the room with a gloomy expression.

…………

"That's it?"

Odu's father shook his hand and massaged his wrist wearily.

Little Odu's trousers were taken off halfway, his buttocks were purple from the beating, and there were fine bloodstains oozing out, his face was also bruised, and the nosebleed was clotted on his lips.

His mother bit her lip, with infinite distress in her eyes, but she could only watch her husband teach her son in fear.

"I, I will clean that, that bowl, I promise, promise!"

Odu spoke intermittently, his throat was pulled like a broken bellows, and from time to time there was an uncontrollable gasping sound with a crying voice.

His father showed a meaningful and disappointed look, sighed, and shook his head.

"That's not it."

"That's not why I hit you."

"You don't even know where you are wrong, you self-righteous thing!"

In Odu's eyes, the father, who was as tall as a mountain, stood up and kicked the bowl beside Mr. Beard's kennel so casually.

"This is your dog, this is your home, facing outsiders, things that snatch your dog's food, are you so welcome!"

Father's voice increased in vain, startling Odu:
"Have I raised you to be such a coward!"

A fluttering sound came out of nowhere, and Odu looked up in despair. The crow landed on the railing behind his father, tilting his head slightly in bewilderment.

"Gah!"

The father's big hand pinched the crow like lightning, picked up a sack with his right hand, stuffed the fluttering bird into it, tied it, and threw it in front of Odu.

"Kill it and protect your dog!"

The sack fluttered frighteningly and strangely, the tears in little Odu's eyes suddenly burst, and the crying could not be stopped.

"Honey, how about..."

Just as the mother was about to speak, the father raised his hand majestically: "Shut up, I'm teaching him how to be a man!"

He turned his head and gritted his teeth to look at Odu: "Bring a stone and knock it to death!"

Amid whimpering and roaring, Odu tremblingly picked up a stone.

a bit.

Twice.

Three times.

Tears slid down his immature face, and the blood-oozing sack in front of him was silent.

Father snorted resentfully, turned his head and walked into the room:

"Come in and eat!"

"Honey, you still have to go..."

"I still have to be on duty, really, I finally got a free time, and I didn't even eat!"

"Hold, I'm sorry, shall I put it in a lunch box for you?"

"No, tell Odu, tomorrow I want to see that he can pluck the bird, bleed it, and make a pot of soup to drink."

Father put on his coat and said coldly before getting up:

"The son I raise must not be a coward."

………………

midnight.

Aodu got up from the bed with a dull expression. It was difficult for him to fall asleep tonight, and his mind was full of the oozing sack that stopped moving.

A sound woke him up. The sound came from Mr. Beard's courtyard. Odu put on his coat and walked out quietly.

"Clap, clap."

There was an ominous noise, and Mr. Beard suddenly began to bark.

"Wow! Often!"

It barked in pain and struggled, Odu was taken aback, and hurriedly opened the door.

What greeted him was an incomparably shrill scream of a crow, and he saw the pecked open and damaged cloth bag, the half-covered, not dead crow, and the black feathers scattered all over the ground.

"Gah-!!"

"Gah-!!"

The crow screamed, shrouded in the blood-stained torn sack, and danced and fluttered around Mr. Beard like a god of death.

Mr. Beard barked vigorously, its immature body was not even as long as the wings of a crow, in its eyes, this bloody big bird attacked like a terrifying monster.

Then came darkness.

"Woah!!"

"Gah-!!"

The screams of the two animals tore Odu's ears apart. In front of his eyes, the dying crow suddenly jumped at Mr. Beard, and the sickle-like beak dug into its eye socket!

"Ga-ga-ga-ga-!!!"

"Whoa! Whoa!"

Mr. Beard's cry suddenly became sharp because of the pain. Amid the heart-piercing screams of these two animals, Odu suddenly saw the dying crow, holding the freshly plucked, bloody crow in its claws. Mr Beard's eyeballs!
"quack!"

"Ow—!"

"Have I raised you to be such a coward!"

All kinds of mixed painful noises were like a jigsaw, involuntarily sawing through Odu's nerves, and he felt the sharp pain deep in the nerves from a trance, wishing to gnaw the roots of his teeth completely.

blood.

Pillars of blood poured out from his nose and eyes. Amidst the loud and violent noise, Odu gritted his teeth and looked at the sky with resentment and unwillingness.

"puff!"

The sweet and greasy blood sprayed out of the mouth blocked the inside of the visor and dripped slowly. Odu's knees suddenly lost strength, and he knelt down on his knees amidst the hellish barking of dogs and the neighing of crows.

In the mid-air in his line of sight, the expressionless Tan Taiming glanced at the defeated Temperance Knights, like a high god, cold and indifferent.

(End of this chapter)