After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 222 222 Innate Nature

Zhao Yuanle took the old man and walked to the other side.

She asked Yi Li: "Can we discuss it in private?"

Yi Li nodded.

"as you like."

Zhao Sancheng supported the old man, and Zhao Dacheng and Zhao Yuanle came to the empty space here.

Zhao Yuanle looked at the old man.

"Tell me what happened to your son."

The old man let out a long sigh.

"He's here to collect debts."

Zhao Dacheng was curious: "Is it because the old man is so used to it that he is used to this?"

The old man shook his head hastily.

"No, it's not like that. You don't believe me, but some children are really born to collect debts, and they are born with that temperament."

Under the watchful eyes of several people, the old man was full of helplessness, and finally talked about his son.

"My mother-in-law and I don't actually live there.

We used to live with people in the village, and after many years, we have always been very harmonious.

It can be said that my mother-in-law and I have never done anything unconscionable.

The two of us can only do good deeds, and we will help when we see people who want to help.

But she and I have never had a baby.

No matter how many doctors I saw and how many medicines I took, I just didn't have a baby.

Originally, I thought I didn't have this fate, but I didn't know that one day, my mother-in-law became pregnant. "

Speaking of this, the old man held his forehead in pain.

"I thought it was God who opened his eyes, but in the end, he came to torture me."

He then talked about his son's childhood.

"At first, my mother-in-law was pregnant, and there was nothing uncomfortable. We thought the baby must be good.

After the baby was born, she was really good. She didn't make a fuss during the confinement period. She cried twice when she was hungry, and fell asleep after feeding.

At that time, I thought that this was a good son God gave me. "

He recalled the past, frowning.

"He is very smart, he speaks faster than children of the same age, and he walks faster, but he can speak, not very much.

And since he's been a few months old, he loves the good looks.

Our couple didn't take it seriously at the time, we thought, Xiaowa, it's normal to like pretty things.

I also got him some flowers, flowered clothes, shoes, and bracelets.

But when he got older, we realized something was wrong. "

Zhao Dacheng asked: "He doesn't like flowered clothes anymore?"

The old man shook his head.

"All his things are placed by his side, you are not allowed to touch any of them, I am not allowed to touch them, and his mother is not allowed to touch them either.

Other babies are even more forbidden to touch.

Once, I took a rattle to play with other babies, and he rushed over without making a sound or crying, and bit me hard.

He's such a small person, he bit my finger through the flesh, and he didn't let go, he was slapped by his mother a few times, and he bit even tighter, his eyes were just like that...that..."

He couldn't describe the feeling at that time, he only knew that it didn't look like a child's eyes at all. After so many years, when he recalled it again, he felt his hand was tingling.

Zhao Dacheng listened to these words, touched his chin, and expressed his point of view.

"It's just...the personality is more paranoid."

The old man shook his head.

"not like this.

I found out that he has no heart. "

Zhao Dacheng: "Ah!"

The old man's expression was very solemn, and he felt that he had found a suitable adjective.

"He has no heart, he seems to have only himself.

From the time he grew up, we discovered that he never cared about other people, neither me nor his mother, nor others.

He eats when he is hungry, sleeps when he wants to sleep, and never cries when he falls.

Only when he encounters something that he thinks looks good and something he wants, he must get it.

Because of this, he pushed the other children in the yard into the river, trying to grab what they had in their hands.

If there are beautiful dogs in other people's homes, he will lock them in his own room. If other people have other beautiful things in their hands, he will snatch them. "

The others felt very puzzled when they heard this.

Zhao Dacheng: "Why is he so temperamental? You have to teach him and reason with him."

The old man: "He won't listen! He won't listen to anything that makes sense. It's not that I haven't beaten him before, but he won't let go even if he gets the things. As long as no one is pulling him, he will rush over again to grab the things. return."

Zhao Dacheng: "Isn't it good to grow up?"

Hearing this, the old man almost burst into tears.

"He was normal when he was young, but when he grows up, he knows how to play tricks.

I remember that at that time, the person next door had something in his house, and he liked it, but he refused to give it to him.

He pretended to be playing with the little baby, and then tricked him to a place where no one was around, pushed the person down the slope, and took the things away.

That little baby... almost fell to his death.

We lost a lot of money and then moved. "

Only then did Zhao Sancheng suddenly realize.

"Oh, so you move to that place where no one is."

The old man nodded.

"After moving there, it was better at first.

But later, my mother-in-law and I discovered that he really has no heart.

He only knew what he was going to do, he didn't care about anyone else, me and his mother.

Once I fell on my back and was dying of pain on the ground. I told him that he should not me, he only did his own.

Another time, his mother cut meat and hurt her hand, shed a lot of blood, he was next to him, saw the blood and didn't react at all, then he cut the meat by himself, cooked vegetables, ate, and didn't care about us looking for cloth next to him Medicinal wine. "

The old man talked about such things too much.

His tone trembled a little.

"As he grew up, he became more and more weird, so I didn't dare to let him go out to meet people, but I couldn't stop him from behind.

His mother wanted to stop him, but he pushed his mother aside and broke his mother's knee. His mother was crying beside him, but he didn't even look at her.

Later, when he went to the town, he was still the same as before, buying what he saw, buying it if he had the money, stealing it if he didn't have the money, and robbing it if he couldn't steal it.

He...he doesn't really want to kill, but as long as someone stops him, he will make sure that person can't stop him, so..."

Zhao Yuanle added this sentence.

"Just like kicking that dog, no matter what the consequences are, you can't stop him anyway."

The old man nodded.

"Over the years, he has almost... Later I went to lose money and gave him money again, telling him not to rob or hurt others.

These years, because of him, the hair of my wife and I are all grey.

I'm afraid that one day he will really kill someone..."

Zhao Dacheng didn't understand.

"How can there be such a person?"

The old man covered his face: "I also want to know, why, why such a child was born."

It's not as good as the last.

He even thought about killing this son himself before he did something more irreversible.

But he can't do it... This is raised by himself.

When it doesn't involve certain things, he is just like a good boy, eating and sleeping well, and listening to him to do some small things.

The old man was very distressed, and he slowly looked at Zhao Yuanle.

(End of this chapter)