The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

Thirteen tried hard to cover Twelve's ears, not wanting her to hear such a cruel fact.

But Twelve had obviously heard it, hugged his legs, buried his head between his legs, and trembled and sobbed.

The short-haired aunt held a small red fruit covered with dirt in her hand and looked at it carefully.

Thirteen felt somewhat resentful towards the short-haired aunt for telling Twelve such a cruel truth.

The twelfth sister is not as heartless as her. She is very thoughtful and it will be hard for her to get over it once she knows the truth.

The short-haired aunt looked at the fruit carefully and wiped off the mud.

"No one can rely on anyone for life. You can't guarantee that your twelfth sister will always be protected. She must know the truth."

Thirteen sighed, and said in a mature manner, "You can wait until she grows up and then tell her. I will protect her."

Twelve was so shocked that he fell asleep sobbing.

The short-haired aunt sneered, "How can you protect her with your little body that looks less than six years old?"

Thirteen pouted unhappily, "Auntie, talking to you always makes me angry."

The short-haired aunt stole a glance at Thirteen and muttered softly, "I'm telling the truth.

I haven’t spoken to anyone for three years, is it really annoying?”

Reach out and touch Thirteen's little head,

Thirteen dodged her hand unwillingly and turned his head away from her.

The short-haired aunt bent down to look at Thirteen, who was pouting, and took out the bag of small red fruits from her pocket and handed it to Thirteen.

"This is the red fruit I picked up from the Buds Life Garden. It's the one you see. I saw you crying while looking at it, so I picked it up.

Now you can forgive me, right?"

Looking at the red fruit that was trampled into the mud, and thinking of the two sisters who died in the flower bud survival garden, Thirteen felt even more depressed.

"Auntie~ You said before that you are a human, not a flower.

Are you the terrifying native human that the nursery aunt said, who can tear giant insects apart alive and leave no grass growing wherever he passes?"

"Tearing giant insects alive? No grass grows wherever they pass?" The child didn't learn many words. The only word he knew was an adjective used by the nursery aunt to scare the children, using the original human beings as the villain.

The short-haired aunt opened another backpack and kept stuffing raw transparent insect meat into her mouth.

"It's not that powerful. I can't tear a giant insect apart with my bare hands. I still need some tools.

No grass grows, that is pure slander,

Plants are my best friends, and my favorite is the turmeric plant, its pollen is the most delicious...

Ah, no, most friendly, all plants and animals are my friends,"

Thirteen continued to ask, "Aunt, you also said that I am also a human, so are we also native humans?"

"You two little guys are not yet considered native humans. You have shackles set by parasitic flowers in your bodies.

If you break the shackles through exercise and eating high-energy food and are no longer parasitic on the buds, then you can be called native humans.

Native humans are humans without shackles.

The short-haired lady kept stuffing transparent worm meat into her mouth, but her stomach didn't look bloated at all.

Thirteen seemed to understand, "So it's a very strong human, right? Then auntie, please see if I can become a native human who can tear giant insects apart alive."

The short-haired aunt smiled at Thirteen, who was not even as tall as her legs.

"That depends on whether you can break the shackles. However, you are only this tall, and there is still a gap of about the same height difference as us between you and the original human beings."

Thirteen looked up at the height difference between himself and the short-haired aunt, pouted his mouth, turned around and squatted in the corner.

The little figure looks aggrieved.

The short-haired aunt thought that she might have said something wrong and offended the hot-tempered Thirteen again, so she covered her mouth and felt a little guilty.

Several people stayed in the basement for two days without going out. The commotion outside due to the destruction of the buds' habitat gradually subsided.

The short-haired aunt started her action again.

For several nights in a row, the short-haired aunt was not in the basement.

He would come back at dawn, covered in blood, and he would bring them a large bag of fruit.

Only when the short-haired aunt was in the basement did Twelve and Thirteen dare to whisper a few words. At other times, they could only communicate with whispers.

During the day, the three of them were in the basement listening to the commotion outside.

It was getting more and more chaotic outside. Thirteen and Twelve didn't dare to talk during the day. They could only wait for the night to fall in fear.

On the fifth day, just after dark, the short-haired aunt went out and heard a fight not far away.

Twelve and Thirteen covered their mouths in fear, their breathing barely audible.

So close, has their basement been discovered? There has never been a fight so close before.

Twelve stretched out a hand, tremblingly holding Thirteen's hand tightly, and whispered in a low voice,

"If the parasitic flower came in first, you can say that I was playing around and led you out and got caught.

You don't know anything, you don't know what the hotbed is, what people are,

Twelve gritted his teeth and looked at his legs. It didn't make sense that the two children were caught without any injuries.

If she was caught, she would only become a hotbed.

But Thirteen was too small to meet the criteria for becoming a hotbed, so she might still be able to survive for a while. She was thinking about breaking her legs, so that she would have a chance to deceive the flowers.

At that time, they would deceive Parasitic Flower and tell her that Thirteen could not escape back to the nursery because he had to take care of her. As two children who were caught and knew nothing, they might have a chance of survival.

The fight outside was still going on. Twelve was sweating as he held the stone. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as he smashed it down.

Thirteen noticed Twelve's thoughts and used all his strength to hold the stone to prevent it from falling.

"No...don't..." Thirteen's strength was still a little weak. Her face flushed and her teeth clenched.

"No...we can run...don't hurt yourself..."

Twelve's face was in tears, but he still pressed the stone down hard.

"You can't run away... I'll beg you to stay alive."

The stone was pressed down little by little.

Thirteen saw that he could not take the stone away, so he stretched his legs over Twelve's legs.

Twelve finally couldn't throw the stone down any more.

She threw away the stone, hugged Thirteen and shed tears silently.

Thirteen's eyes were red as he felt the coldness on his face.

"I am a human being, and I must be a human being..."

Thirteen broke free from the embrace of sister Twelve,

Pick up a sharp stone and guard the entrance of the cave.

Twelve looked at Thirteen with tears on his face, bending over and hiding in the hidden corner of the entrance.

He quickly picked up a handful of sharp stones and hid them on the other side of the cave.

Dust and sand kept falling from the half-collapsed basement.

Thirteen used to come here often to play, and knew clearly that

There is a low wall at the collapsed part of the outside entrance where you can hide.

Standing there would be the most unstable, causing smoke and dust to fall from the basement continuously.

The person outside couldn't be the short-haired auntie, because the fighting sound was not far away.

Therefore, the one outside must be a parasitic flower.

There was a sound of footsteps on gravel at the entrance.

Station 12 saw the enemy earlier, her eyes widened with horror.

"fourteen…"