Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Chapter 278 Black Fairy Tale: The Little Match Girl (3)

The little girl was so frightened that she took several steps back.

"It's so noisy!" The boy put down his bowl and yelled impatiently.

The middle-aged man immediately put away his fierce expression and said to the boy with some apology and caution: "I'm sorry, son, dad was too loud. It's mainly because he's angry. The family raises her with a mouth but doesn't work. Isn't that right?" Freeloaders.”

The boy couldn't understand the middle-aged man's complaints and mutterings, so he threw the bowl and chopsticks at the table and continued to say dissatisfiedly: "I'm tired of eating cabbage all day long. I want to eat meat. I want to eat meat!"

"My good son." The fat woman stroked his head lovingly and sadly, "We don't have any meat to eat at home, so we finally found these cabbages."

"I don't care! I don't care!"

The boy simply lay down on the bed and rolled around: "I just want to eat meat! I just want to eat it! If you don't give it to me, I will cry for you! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaby!"

He tossed back and forth on the bed.

The middle-aged man and the fat woman looked at him helplessly.

"Okay, okay, eat meat! Let's eat meat!" the fat woman responded repeatedly, finally calming the boy down. She looked at each other with a sad face and the middle-aged man, and then they all fell on the little girl. .

Xia Lingge and Si Cheng saw the men and women looking at each other with unclear meanings, and felt a bad feeling in their hearts.

"Child, come."

The fat woman suddenly stretched out her hand towards the little girl. The little girl was stunned for a moment, but she put it on her palm tremblingly, and her body rose into the air. When she regained consciousness, she was already sitting on her mother's knees: "Mom ,Mother……"

She was a little flattered.

"Are you hungry? Eat quickly."

The fat woman put the vegetables in a bowl and handed them to her affectionately. The little girl took the hot rice and chopsticks. Her gray eyes suddenly shone brightly with heat. She held the edge of the bowl with her hands, her eyebrows curved like bright ones. Moon, she nestled in her mother's arms and ate the shriveled cabbage with big mouthfuls. There was no condiment and only a little salty taste that could be eaten, but she was extremely happy and satisfied.

But what the little girl didn't know was that while she was happily eating the cabbage sum, her mother gave her father a look, and her father walked towards the kitchen in the house.

Xia Lingge also gave Sicheng a look: "Go and have a look."

Sicheng nodded and floated over.

Xia Lingge continued to look at the little girl nestled in her mother's arms. Perhaps she was too tired, or perhaps her mother's arms were too warm, so she couldn't help but close her eyes.

The boy next to her stared at her unconvinced, but probably because he knew his parents were going to give him stew, he didn't yell, so he just sneezed twice while wrapped in three layers of quilts.

But the old woman, who seemed to be ignored by everyone, still closed her eyes and said nothing.

There was a strange scraping sound in the kitchen.

Sicheng floated out immediately and said nervously to Xia Lingge, "He is sharpening his knife."

A simple sentence made everything clear.

Xia Lingge turned to the mother who was holding the little girl. Although the mother coaxed the little girl to sleep extremely gently, her eyes were cold and indifferent, showing no love or care for the boy.

"Little girls can't die."

Even if she was destined to be a tragedy, she couldn't just die at the hands of these beastly parents.

"But there's nothing we can do now." Sicheng didn't want to save her, but the two of them were now a pair of Ah Piao. Let alone saving people, just wanting to touch her would be difficult for others to discover them.

Xia Lingge looked at the wind blowing outside the window, and then at the candle that was constantly swaying back and forth. She floated around the candle and circled back and forth, and the tiny flames flickered and flickered.

Not because of the wind, but because of her.

"Senior sister...?" Si Cheng looked at Xia Lingge's "playing well" and became even more puzzled.

Xia Lingge returned to him: "Of course I'm doing what Ah Piao should do."

After a while, the middle-aged man walked out of the kitchen holding a kitchen knife.

The fat woman lowered her head and looked at the little girl still lying in her arms, and murmured softly: "Don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame your bad fate. Who asked you to be reborn as a girl with nothing to do, instead of a boy. "

"Have you said enough?"

The middle-aged man came to her and stretched out his hand: "If you have said enough, give her to me."

"I want to eat meat! Hmm..." The boy couldn't help cheering, but he quickly closed his eyes when he saw the little girl showing signs of waking up.

Just when the middle-aged man and the fat woman were about to hand over, the wind in the room suddenly became very strong, blowing over the tables and chairs, blowing out the candles, and causing the boy wrapped in a ball to roll several times in a row.

"my son!"

The fat woman didn't care about the little girl anymore and hurried to the boy's side to protect him tightly.

The middle-aged man is also a little unsteady on his feet.

The little girl hit her head and woke up in an instant. She listened to the whistling wind and watched the broken tables and chairs blown up by the wind knocking around in the room. Her mother protected her younger brother, while her father... was... Holding a kitchen knife pointed directly at her.

"Grandma! Grandma!"

She was afraid.

Crying and looking for grandma.

Xia Lingge was writhing in the room, but she saw the grandmother tremblingly walking off the bed. She walked very slowly, but accurately avoided everyone, as if she wanted to escape on her own.

But isn’t grandma the best person to the little girl? how……

Xia Lingge floated behind the middle-aged man and blew on his neck. An unknown chill went straight to the man's forehead. He trembled all over and turned his head sharply, only to see that there was nothing behind him but a ferocious and twisted shadow. : "Ghost... ghost..."

The little girl didn't understand what her father meant by "ghost", but she saw her grandmother walking forward in the corner. Without thinking, she ran off the bed and came to her side. She wanted to help her, but was stopped. She waved it away.

"Get off!"

Grandma's voice was urgent and fierce: "It's such a stupid fairy tale. I've been here almost three times and I still can't get over it. Now I'm doing this again, I'm not going to do it anymore!"

"grandmother……"

The little girl sat on the ground and looked at the nagging people in horror and disbelief.

"Don't call me grandma!"

'Grandma' glared at her: "Your damned grandmother has died a long time ago!"

Before the little girl could digest the meaning, she suddenly opened her eyes wide: "Grandma, be careful!"

The old roof beams could not withstand the strong wind and had long since broken and slammed downwards. Grandma's eyes widened sluggishly, but the little girl rushed towards her regardless of her own safety.

‘Boom——’!

A violent sound stirred up dust.

But strangely, the little girl didn't feel any pain. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a snow-white shadow floating in front of her.

(End of this chapter)