A Different Life as a Demon

"Son of a bitch, boy again, let's... Let's sell him."

Wang Chong was startled when he heard that he was so unlucky that he would sell me at the beginning?

But fortunately, a slightly tired female voice said, "sell, sell, sell, you have sold out all your possessions at home, and you have to sell your son. My child is my heart meat, and you are not allowed to sell."

"The family can't afford it. The child is also suffering with us. I told you, I contacted a rich family. They can't have a son. They said that as long as they are healthy, they can pay 30000 yuan."

The male voice continued to persuade: "our harvest is bad this year, and the chickens we raised were bitten to death by the Weasels on the mountain. The family can't open the pot. Sell it. In addition to you and me, there are a son and two daughters at home."

"I don't agree, Sun Zhong, you go out to work with Huang Youcai. Moving bricks on the construction site is more than 100 times a day......"

"I can't do it. It's too tiring."

Sun Zhong hummed. Suddenly, while the woman was not paying attention, he directly picked up Wang Chong.

This time Wang Chong didn't open his eyes, so he just felt that he was picked up.

What is this for?

"Sun Zhong, what are you doing?"

"I've talked with the family. I've collected all the money. Don't say anything. I'll send the child."

With that, Sun Zhong wrapped Wang's clothes again and didn't look back to leave.

"Sun Zhong, Sun Zhong, no, no..."

The woman cried in pain, but Sun Zhong had already walked out with Wang Chong in his arms.

The three children outside the door were also frightened and kept crying.

"Big baby, go and call your grandpa, and say that his son wants to sell the baby, go quickly..."

The eldest child in the family was seven years old. Although she was afraid, she understood, and hurried out of the house.

Wang Zhong feels very sad at the moment. Even if he is poor, his father is visually still a lazy man. He doesn't go out to work to make money and tries to sell his son to make money. How can there be such a person in the world.

It's a pity that now he was born, and he hasn't even opened his eyes, which can't stop anything at all.

"The child doesn't cry."

Sun Zhong muttered as he ran.

"Da Zhong, what are you going to do?" In the village, a villager said hello.

Because Sun Zhong deliberately put Wang Chong in a big basket, no one else saw Wang Chong.

"Go up the mountain and get some game to eat." Sun Zhong laughed and shouted.

"Game? Your wife is going to have a baby."

"Well, fast, fast." Sun Zhong responded casually.

At this time, a man in a suit and riding a motorcycle came up. The person who greeted him shouted, "Huang Youcai, is out of town to buy meat again?"

"Well, my wife is going to have a baby, so I bought some chickens to mend her body."

Huang Youcai responded with a smile, and the motorcycle stopped next to Sun Zhong: "Sun Zhong, a few days ago, your father said to me, let me take you to work in the city. When our daughter-in-law is out of confinement, let's clean it up together?"

Sun Zhongtou did not respond: "I found a better life."

"Better life?" Huang Youcai frowned, and Sun Zhong's attitude was not very good. He said, "OK, I'll go first."

When the motorcycle rang, Huang Youcai left here directly.

As soon as they left, Sun Zhong couldn't help humming, "drag what drag, don't you just buy a new motorcycle? When I sell my son, I'll buy one too."

Hearing these complaints, Wang Zhong felt even more helpless.

After walking on the mountain road for a while, suddenly a voice came from behind: "ah Zhong."

Sun Zhong stopped and his face changed greatly. "Dad, Dad, why are you here?"

"Where are you going?" Sun Zhong's father sun Dazhuang asked.

"Go to the mountain."

"On the mountain?" With a cold snort, sun Dazhuang came and grabbed the basket in his hand.

With a close look, Wang Zhong was indeed in the basket.

"Sun Zhong, how can I have your son? You have to sell your own flesh and blood. Are you still not human?" Sun Dazhuang almost roared.

"Dad, you... Listen to me."

"Don't explain, when I don't have your son."

Sun Dazhuang left with Wang Zhong in a domineering manner.

"But Dad, Dad, I've already taken the money..."

Wang Chong breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his grandfather came in time, otherwise he would really be sold.

…………

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

Although Wang Chong can't walk now, he has already been familiar with everything at home.

As he guessed, this world is a modern world.

However, it can be said that it is not too much to use a house without walls.

There are four children in the family, including him.

Sun Lianfu, the eldest son, is eight years old. He has to walk many mountain roads every day to go to a school at the foot of the mountain.

The second daughter, sun Lianmei, is now six years old. After this year, she will also go to school early in the morning with her eldest brother, sun Lianfu.

Sun LIANLI, the third daughter, is now three years old. Although she is young, she is already very sensible. She often drives her three lambs and some ducks to herd sheep in the mountains behind her home.

When her mother was busy working in the field, sun LIANLI also took the responsibility of looking after Wang Zhong.

The reason why these children are called 'sun Lian' is that their mother's name is huanglianying, and there is a word 'Lian'.

Granddad sun Dazhuang said that one word for each parent in the child's name can bless the child's peace.

Therefore, Wang Chong himself also gave a 'jet sun'

I just hope Wang Zhong can be an outstanding person in the future, rich and powerful!

In fact, although this place is a mountain village, not every family is so poor. Many villagers go out to work. Although they work hard, they still earn a lot of money.

For example, Huang Youcai, the first one in the village to buy a motorcycle, works as a cement craftsman on the construction site outside and earns a lot every year. His family not only bought a motorcycle, but also repaired the old house. This year, his wife also gave birth to a daughter, and the family is living a good life.

Unfortunately, my father is too lazy.

Every day at home, in addition to drinking, I go to the village to play mahjong with others. I don't do housework, nor go to the ground, nor go out to work.

The whole family depended on their mother, Huang Lianying, to grow the land and depend on heaven for food. Sometimes their grandparents would also help take care of their children. The family had a hard time.

"Come on, Lian Jie, have dinner."

Huang Lianying picked up Wang Chong and the family ate together.

Looking at the pile of food on the table, Wang sighed heavily.

Chinese cabbage with tofu soup, fried vegetables, and a small dish of pickles.

As for the food given to him, it was rice porridge.

Because my family is poor, I don't need to think about milk powder. I don't have to eat it at all, so I can only use confused porridge instead. The children of poor families in mountain villages are raised in this way.

Wang Zhong is also helpless, but in order to grow up quickly, he eats a lot every time.

On the table, there was only their family. As for Dad, he was still playing mahjong outside as before.

Fortunately, he didn't play much, otherwise Wang Chong was worried about losing a lot of money.

Half a year passed in the twinkling of an eye.

Wang Zhong finally stumbled and learned to walk.

Seeing his sister and brother working with Huang Lianying every day, while his father was drinking at home, Wang Chong was not happy.

"Dad, can you stop drinking? Mom works so hard, why don't you do anything?"

Towards evening, Sun Zhong, Wang Zhongkan's father, took out a bucket of rice wine and ate some leftovers at noon. He couldn't help saying.

"Yo!"

Sun Zhong hiccupped and turned his head and said, "good boy, OK, it's time for your father."

"Your family is so poor that you should work." Wang Chong said expressionless.

"You know shit!" Sun Zhonggang just went on working with two bowls of yellow rice wine in a row. Obviously, he drank too much. He picked up a chopstick on the table and smashed it at Wang Chong.

"Ouch!" Wang Zhong was immediately hit on the head and showed his teeth in pain.

"Do you know the pain? Dare to be big or small with your father again in the future, I'll smoke you."

"Zhong, what are you doing?"

Hearing the scolding in the room, Huang Lianying came in with a dustpan, followed by three children.

"Lao Tzu taught his son." Sun Zhong snorted coldly.