Evil Bone Devourer

Chapter 2 Yinghe Has a Home
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Because of Granny Yun's arrival, everyone has a backbone at once.

Aunt Liu anxiously grabbed Old Madam Yun's sleeve, and said in a crying voice, "Auntie! Come and see what's going on with this child! She's usually weird, and we don't dare to go on like this. Keep her!"

I lowered my head in self-blame, not daring to look at their fearful eyes.

I seem to have made a mistake again...

Since I was conscious, I have been living in an orphanage with a large group of children. Here, no matter adults or children, I don't like me, and I even occasionally show deep disgust.

Many times I hid aside and overheard the aunts discussing: When will Yinghe be adopted?

If this goes on like this, sooner or later he will be tortured to death by her!
There are many more words like this, and the only thing I can do is to tightly hold the only domino that can verify my identity, wishing to embed it into my flesh and blood.

This domino has been held in the hand all year round and has been yellowed and old from the sweat. It is engraved with bright red characters like blood, and it reads crookedly: Yinghe.

No one wants me and no one wants to be my friend. My eyes are different from ordinary people. Those "friends" who often play with me seem to be invisible or even feared.

I hate my eyes so much, even though they can detect yin and yang, and pass through the world through psychics.

It was what turned me into what other people called a 'monster'.

Granny Yun's face was gloomy and she didn't answer Aunt Liu's question. She approached the small bed on her own, stroking my chest with her withered and old hands to help me breathe.

I was wronged in my heart, my eye sockets gradually became hot and soon blurred my vision. Grandma's hands were a little rough but made me feel extremely warm. No one has ever been willing to treat me like this.

Several aunts looked at each other, they were at a loss for words and didn't know what to say.

Granny Yun said in a reproachful tone, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand anything. It's not her fault! Do you think she wants to suffer like this?"

An aunt took the courage to step forward and said: "Auntie, we don't blame her, but she often has these strange behaviors, running after the air, talking to herself and laughing, which will also scare the rest of the children." what!"

"That's right! Auntie, you are the most capable person in Guchabao, please come up with a solution for us!"

Grandma Yun lowered her head in thought, but she didn't stop the movements of her hands. The faint scent on her body made people feel very at ease, and her eyes were bright and bright, but not cloudy at all.

When she looked at me, I tried my best to smile sweetly at her.

Grandma Yun's voice was a little hoarse, but her tone was full of kindness. She tilted her head slightly and asked softly, "Baby, are you still feeling bad?"

I shook my head and looked at the aunts with some fear. My ears were filled with the voices of my friends crying, and the situation in the house became more and more uncontrollable.

Everyone clamored: I don't want to live with monsters! ! !
One sound overwhelmed the other, and the dormitory suddenly became noisy like a market.

I pursed my lips tightly in self-blame, my slender and thick eyelashes hanging down in front of my eyes, covering my lost eyes.

Those words were like slaps one after another on my face, burning hot.

At this time, old lady Yun turned her head and said to the aunts: "I have a destiny with this child, I will take her home."

Everyone was shocked and speechless, including me.

She said that she was willing to take me home like a ray of warm sunshine, shining directly into my heart full of haze.

On an extraordinary night when I was four years old, I got a surname.

Yunyinghe.

Yinghe has a home now.
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At noon in summer, insects and birds chirped, and the hot sun shone down fiercely.

The Pei family sat around the stone table in the courtyard of their home, eating melons to cool off the heat, chatting and laughing about homework.

When Grandma Yun took my hand and appeared in the middle of the courtyard, everyone in the family looked at us, the old and the young, their eyes widened in shock and they didn't speak for a long while.

Grandpa Pei stepped forward with a pipe in his hand and asked, "My wife, where did this baby... come from?"

I was a little worried, would these people hate me like everyone else, and drive me back to the orphanage?
Grandma Yun looked down at me and introduced, "It's Grandpa."

"grandfather."

The voice is so low that I can't even hear myself
Grandpa Pei cheered and praised: "This baby looks juicy and has big eyes like black grapes. He doesn't look like a child from our small place. Where are the parents?"

Mrs. Yun looked around at the people in the yard, and said solemnly: "Without parents, she will be our child from now on, with my surname, Yunyinghe."

Grandpa Pei: "..."

Now that the wife has already made up her mind, what else can he say?
Keep it up!
The conditions of the Pei family are not considered rich, but raising one more child is not a burden.

There are three two-story houses in the compound, one for the elderly couple, one for the eldest son, daughter-in-law and grandson, and one for the divorced daughter and grandson. The whole family lives together and lives very lively every day.

The first thing I did when I came to my new home was that my waist-length hair was cut short by Grandma Yun.

There is no girl who does not love beauty. Although I feel distressed, I dare not cry, let alone say no.

I finally got a home, and I don't want to lose it.

After a while, I became a tomboy with short hair in the mirror.

Grandma squatted in front of me, and asked earnestly, "Do you feel sorry for Grandma who cut your braid?"

I pretended to be obedient and shook my head, forced an ugly smile on my face, and my eyes were full of fear of the strange environment.

She seemed to see through me, stroked my face, and comforted me softly: "Grandma, this is for your own good. When you grow up, we can stay as long as we want, okay?"

"Okay." After saying that, he lowered his head deeply.

Grandma tied a red string on my hand with a bloody bead pendant on it.

She only listened to her instructions: "Dabao, take this with you and don't take it off."

"Dabao?"

Is this going to change the name too?

Grandma smiled and explained: "From now on, Grandma will call you Dabao in private, because you are the treasure that Grandma picked up."

After she finished speaking, she fondly placed her index finger on the tip of my nose.

Dabao, am I someone else's baby?

At this time, Mrs. Yun's daughter, Pei Min, came in and called out, "Mom, come out."

Grandma put away her smile and got up, put the used scissors on the side cabinet, and walked out slowly.

Pei Min embraced Old Madam Yun's shoulder affectionately, and asked in a low voice, "Mom, where did this child come from?"

"Orphanage."

Orphanage?
Pei Min poked his head in and took a look, a bit of pity flashed in his eyes, such a beautiful child seemed to have stepped out of a painting, how could he just let it go if he didn't want it?

She continued to ask anxiously: "What's going on? Can you make it clear so that we can have a bottom line?"
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(End of this chapter)