Herbs Female Physician

Chapter 1 Poor Girl (1)

"Don't run! Stop..." There was a burst of angry shouts, and several uncles holding hoes chased an eight-year-old girl in tatters. Her hideous faces looked like devils with teeth and claws in hell.

The little girl didn't dare to look back, and ran forward with all her might, holding a few sweet potatoes in her hands. Her dirty clothes were soaked with sweat on her back, and her forehead was dripping with sweat.Suddenly, accidentally, a branch fell under his feet, and the whole person fell heavily on the ground.

"How dare you turn over and steal the sweet potatoes in my field three times and four times! See if I don't beat you to death!" the leading uncle cursed fiercely, and stomped on the little girl fiercely with the soles of his straw sandals body of.

The little girl opened and closed her mouth, but she couldn't make any sound when she wanted to scream. She could only close her eyes in pain, clenched her teeth and endured the severe pain in her body. bloodstains.

The middle-aged man on the side frowned, and quickly grabbed the leading uncle, "Okay, don't hit her, look at her. If you hit her again, you will kill her! It's just a few sweet potatoes, let her go again."

"A few sweet potatoes? How many times has this scumbag stolen in the past six months! She has almost dug up all the sweet potatoes in the field!" Then he kicked the little girl's abdomen fiercely, and said in disgust: "This kind of bastard that no one wants, just kill her!"

The little girl spat out a mouthful of blood, and her body began to twitch and tremble continuously...

Seeing this, the leading uncle finally stopped, spit on the ground and said: "Damn Y, that's it for today, next time you steal my sweet potato and let me catch it, I will never let you go!"

Everyone finally left.

I don't know how long it took, but the little girl felt that the pain in her body was no longer severe, so she struggled to stand up, picked up the sweet potatoes on the ground, and walked forward with a limp.

Passing through the dense woods, the little girl came to a shabby hut, and gently pushed open the fragile wooden door with her little hands, her movements were so careful, as if the whole threshold would collapse with a loud force.

There is only a broken bed, a broken table, and a wooden stool with a missing corner in the room.A big man was sitting on the mat, holding a broken wine jar in his hand, raised his head and drank a few swigs, looked at the little girl with drunken eyes, his eyes fell on the sweet potato in her hand, and there was a flash of anger in his eyes, Standing up abruptly, he slapped the little girl's face with a slap.

(End of this chapter)