The tyrant's daughter is three and a half years old: the whole family is a villain

Hearing the villain's soft and waxy words, Deng Yun knew that the villain wanted him to drink water too, his heart warmed up, and he opened his mouth to speak, when the villain put the bowl to her lips.

"Miss, drink water."

I don't know why, although it was just five simple words, it made Deng Yun's eyes moist.

In the past, when I was in the village, the people in the village were very simple. Although they would occasionally quarrel over trivial matters, they almost made up after turning around.

Before Zhou Shui suddenly decided to go to Beijing to take the exam, Deng Yun thought that her whole life would be like this, having two or three children, raising them into adults, and then watching the children get married. Although it was not exciting enough, it was also stable and happy.

But all the beautiful things she had imagined disappeared in an instant after she was pushed to the bottom of the cliff in a coma.

Along the way, she has seen too much evil for no reason, and met many kind people, but these things are not touched by the simple words of the villain today.

The warm body temperature on his face brought Deng Yun back to his senses in an instant.

"Miss, don't cry!"

The little man stretched out a hand to wipe the tears off her face.

Only then did Deng Yun realize that at some point, she actually cried.

But as if thinking of something, Deng Yun turned his face away, "Don't look, it will scare you."

If the scars on her face had been healed properly at the beginning, perhaps they would not be as terrible as they are now, but at that time, it was God's blessing that she was able to hold on to her life, so how could it be possible to heal her face.

In addition to eating and sleeping on the road, the wound occasionally festered, and a little herbal medicine was applied hastily, so that now the scar color looks extremely dark, and there are even several uneven scars, which look very scary.

Most people feel bad luck and terrible when they see her, but...

Deng Yun lowered his eyes, looking at the villain's clear apricot eyes, there was no fear or other complex emotions of pity in them, he just simply wiped her tears.

"Are not you afraid?"

Deng Yun asked in a daze.

Su Jiu tilted her head, a little strange, "What are you afraid of?"

Then it dawned on me what Deng Yun was asking, and she showed a prickly smile, "Miss sister, are you talking about the scar on your face? Don't be afraid, although Jiu'er doesn't know why there is a scar, but Jiu'er knows, this is the scar on your face. It's definitely not what Miss Sister wants, so why are you afraid?"

"But... very ugly." Deng Yun raised his hand to caress the scar on his face, and murmured.

Su Jiu nodded in agreement, "But the uglier ones are those who hurt you, miss."

The little nephew of the temple master said that sometimes, what is more terrifying than ghosts is the human heart.

This was the first time Deng Yun had heard of such a statement, and he was stunned.

When those kind people see her, they will tell her that this scar is not ugly, so as to comfort her.

Deng Yun knew that they all had good intentions, but she didn't need others to tell her. She knew very well in her heart that this scar was ugly, very ugly.

Now, the little doll agrees with this, and then tells her that although scars are indeed ugly, those who hurt themselves are even uglier.

Tell her that the ugliness on her face is not due to herself, so she doesn't need to feel inferior.

Deng Yun didn't know what to say for a while, but at this moment she wanted to say something very much. This kind of tangled and complicated emotions were intertwined, making Deng Yun's tears flow continuously, as if she wanted to express the feelings of the past few days. It's not easy for all to flow out.

Su Jiu held the bowl quietly, watched Deng Yun weeping, didn't say anything, just watched quietly, although she didn't know what this little sister had gone through, but the scars on her face must have a story Miss Sister.

After an unknown amount of time, Deng Yun finally finished crying, and raised his hand to wipe the tears off his face.

Su Jiu silently handed over the half bowl of water in her hand.

Deng Yun chuckled lightly, didn't refuse anymore, and took a few small sips.

"Jiu'er, are you hungry?"

Deng Yun glanced at the food that was put aside, it looked like it was someone else's leftovers, and it was already completely cold after leaving it for so long.

The dishes didn't look delicious, and even because they were cold, they were all condensed into a ball, which looked a little disgusting.

Deng Yun didn't mind, but Jiu'er...

Naturally, Su Jiu also saw the bowl of food, touched her shriveled belly, "I'm hungry."

She just had breakfast, and it's already evening, and she hasn't eaten anything yet.

"Miss Sister, let's share the food." Su Jiu sat up from Deng Yun's embrace, crossed her legs and sat on the pile of straw, she was not a coquettish little doll.

Besides, my stomach is almost full, so what else should I pay attention to.

Su Jiu picked up the bowls and chopsticks, said they were chopsticks, rather they were two twigs randomly picked from the pillars. Su Jiu pinched them clumsily, and then put a little food into the empty bowl for drinking water.

Then he broke the bamboo chopsticks that were not long in half, made another pair of chopsticks, and handed them to Deng Yun.

Seeing the villain's skillful movements, Deng Yun was stunned for a moment.

Su Jiu was really hungry, and she found that although the food didn't look very good, it tasted surprisingly good, and it even tasted like eating a big pot of rice in a Taoist temple in her previous life, so she immediately started to gobble it up.

It's not that Deng Yun has never seen the pampered children of wealthy families before, they are all very delicate.

At that time, she was still young, and she was going to the market with her mother. A carriage passed by, and suddenly a sugar figurine was thrown out of it, almost hitting a passing vendor.

The peddler just cursed and didn't dare to say anything more. When the people around him criticized in a low voice, only Deng Yun stared at the torn sugar man who was thrown to pieces on the ground.

She knew that the sugar figurines were sold by a pastry shop on the corner of the street. A string of sugar figurines cost one tael of silver, which could almost meet her family's half-year expenses.

At the same time, the crying of a child also came from the carriage. Although Deng Yun didn't hear it clearly, he could vaguely hear it.

Only then did I realize that this string of sugar figurines was not accidentally thrown out, but that the little boy thought the sugar figurines were too unpalatable and threw out his temper for a while.

From that time, Deng Yun knew that the little dolls of rich people are very expensive.

Therefore, when he saw such informal behavior of the villain, he was stunned for a moment, and then he ate with short bamboo chopsticks.

Su Jiu quickly finished half a bowl of rice, touched her half-full stomach, and leaned against the wall, very leisurely.

It seems that what is staying at this time is not the prison of the bandits, but the magnificent palace.

"Jiu'er... aren't you afraid?"

Deng Yun was thinking about things in his heart. He really didn't have such a good appetite, but he still forced himself to finish half a bowl of rice. Seeing the villain's carefree appearance, he asked curiously.

I don't know that the villain's appearance is too calm from time to time, so that Deng Yun's heart also calms down a lot.