A Different Life as a Demon

Although the next door neighbor brought fish soup, her mother Xiaohong didn't pour out the mouse soup. The family was as poor as a house. No matter how disgusting the mouse soup was, it was also food, which was better than starvation.

"Ouch, Xiao Hong, this child is so small."

Wang Zhong felt hugged, but the gesture of this person hugging him made him very uncomfortable.

"It was premature for two months, so it was smaller." Xiao Hong said weakly and drank another mouthful of soup.

"Well, there won't be any defects for premature babies?"

Hearing this, Wang Chong's heart tightened. Won't he be so unlucky? He quickly moved his hands and feet. Fortunately, his hands and feet are good. His brain is clear now. It's definitely not cerebral palsy.

"Look at my broken mouth. This child doesn't cry or make trouble. Except for being a little younger, everything else is normal. This child must be blessed in the future." Aunt sun shook Wang Chong, touched Wang Chong's nose again, smiled and said, "what name are you going to give him?"

"The first time he ate fish soup, it was called Wang Xiaoyu." Zhang Xiaohua touched Wang chongnen's forehead and said.

From then on, there was a skinny little boy named Wang Xiaoyu in the quiet mountain village.

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

In the past three years, Wang Chong didn't know how he survived, especially in the first year. Because his mother didn't have any milk, he survived entirely by drinking rat broth and fish soup and rice porridge from his neighbors.

The next year, after her mother Xiaohong planted some vegetables, she carried Wang Chong on her back and began to do some weeding and firewood cutting work for the people in the village. She didn't ask for money. She just asked for two bowls of rice. Some people would give some copper coins if they saw her poor.

The rice she wanted to come over was boiled into rice porridge, in which some wild vegetables were put, which dragged Wang Chong up so forcefully.

In the third year, Wang Zhong staggered to his feet.

However, he found that his legs were very weak and his walking was not very stable. This was because he was not only a premature baby, but also malnourished since childhood. He looked like a skin and bones, so he was weak.

During this period, Wang Zhong also learned about the people and things around him.

Her mother's name is Zhang Xiaohong. Her parents died when she was ten years old. Since then, she has depended on herself for everything. After she was eighteen, she was introduced to marry a village's Wang Dayong.

At first, Wang Dayong was good. He worked hard in the fields and often went up the mountains to play game. But after he was taken to the gambling house in the county town once, his whole person changed.

He idled every day, drank too much and borrowed money to gamble in the county. If he lost the bet, he would be in debt. He also shouted every day that he would turn a profit one day.

In recent years, all the household belongings that can be sold at home have been sold, and even the farm tools for farming have been sold by him. It can be said that in addition to a shell and a bed, there are only a pile of empty wine bottles left in this family.

Although her mother Zhang Xiaohong also quarreled with Wang Dayong, how could she quarrel with a strong Wang Dayong as a weak woman, which irritated Wang Dayong. He directly punched and kicked him, and once he was beaten to vomit blood. Even Wang Chong was angry and kicked out several times.

If it weren't for this body better than Wang Erping in the previous life, he would have been kicked to death.

As soon as she saw Wang Dayong, Zhang Xiaohong was afraid and didn't dare to say more.

Wang Dayong has a brother and a sister, but these two are not very friendly to their family, because the fields divided by his ancestors are not clearly divided, and the small-scale peasant thought is very serious, often causing contradictions.

Just yesterday, Wang Chong was tied on her back by Zhang Xiaohong. When Zhang Xiaohong went to work on her farmland, her uncle and aunt rushed over with their sons and daughters and said that they had occupied their land.

Zhang Xiaohong, a weak woman, was not the opponent of those people. The last half of the Landrace was slapped in public, and her right face was swollen on the spot.

"This life is too hard."

That night, Wang Zhong sat at the door of his house and looked at the ants on the ground, looking ugly.

The father is not a thing, and the relatives of the family are not good people. The mother works hard day and night, and can only force them to starve to death. Now it is time for them to grow up. Without a strong body in the future, it is difficult to take advantage of various contradictions.

To say who is the best except mother, I'm afraid it's aunt sun, the next door neighbor. Wang Zhong remembers very clearly that if aunt sun hadn't helped their mother and son two years ago, they would have starved to death.

Unfortunately, I'm only three years old now. Don't say help. I'm lucky to be able to walk without falling.

Wang Chong was thinking, and he saw a figure staggering all the way.

This figure turned grey and he knew it all. It was he who was not the father of things, Wang Dayong.

As usual, Wang Dayong came drunk again, holding a bottle of wine in his hand. Like this, he lost the bet again.

"Son, has your mother cooked?" Wang Dayong hiccupped and wanted to touch Wang Chong's head.

Wang Zhong stepped back and frowned, "we're all ready."

"Cut, your father touches you. What are you hiding from? I'm hurting you. Later, when I figure out a way to win money, I'll let you eat braised meat every day."

Wang Dayong said something and staggered into the room: "Xiao Hong, Xiao Hong, your husband came back and didn't know how to do things."

Zhang Xiaohong covered her swollen face yesterday. "I ask you, where is the twenty Wen money I hid under the bed?"

Wang Zhong knew that the twenty Wen was accumulated by his mother who worked for others before.

"Oh, well, I spent it, but I didn't spend it indiscriminately. I bet and won a lot." Wang Dayong sat down and saw a bowl of rice porridge on the table. Without looking at it, he drank it all.

"What about winning money?" Zhang Xiaohong hurried.

"It's all Li Mao's fault. I have to go. I had to play with him for a while, but then I lost all." Wang Dayong smacked his mouth: "how can I eat so light? I haven't had meat for a long time, and you don't know how to get a little. It's really unlucky to marry you, a broom star. I guess I lose gambling every day, which is also your fault."