Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

He knew in his heart that those good things were either saved from his stepmother's belly or taken from Liang Xiaomei's mouth, but he still gave them away.

This is what the original owner thought was the greatest means of revenge.

No matter how bad the family's situation became, the original owner pretended not to see it, did not interfere, and watched it coldly.

Anyway, Liang Sulan lives in the house left by his father, so she dare not treat him badly!

Life became increasingly difficult. A swarm of locusts came flying in like a swarm, eating everything they caught. Then came news that a war was about to break out.

The villagers of Shangshui Village did not care about crying over the loss of wheat in the fields. They packed up their belongings at home, fled from famine and became refugees, hoping to find a way to survive.

The original owner was reluctant to leave the house, but he didn't want to die even more, so he followed with a stern face.

On the road to escape famine, everyone tightened their belts to save food.

Seeing her daughter so skinny and pale from hunger, Liang Sulan gritted her teeth and persuaded the original owner not to send out the food anymore, but the original owner said he had a way to get the food.

The original owner took Liang Xiaomei away and met up with Wang Goudan who had been waiting there since early morning. Wang Goudan had always envied him for having a sister and said that he also wanted to experience the feeling of having a sister and play with her.

The original owner had felt something was wrong before, and he also unilaterally hated Liang Xiaomei and did not regard this little fool as his sister, so he did not take Wang Goudan's words seriously.

But the situation is different now. The original owner and his cheap stepmother and stepsister are about to starve to death.

After being together for such a long time, the original owner felt a little relieved.

Seeing their faces becoming thin from hunger, the original owner regretted giving away so much food. He really wanted to get some food back.

Wang Goudan's father was the head of the village, and his family was the least short of food in the team. Faced with the temptation of twenty kilograms of food, the original owner nodded involuntarily, thinking it should be a nothing.

He secretly hid in the distance and watched, and took the fool away when there was danger.

The original owner, who was not very thoughtful, was hit by a club when he was not prepared and fell unconscious.

When she woke up, Liang Xiaomei was lying on the ground in a mess, surrounded by several refugees. A long knife with blood stains hung around her waist, and they were busy setting up a pot and lighting a fire.

The original owner was scared to death.

He stared at the strong refugees, encouraged himself, and took deep breaths again and again. In a blink of an eye, Liang Sulan appeared from nowhere, rushing towards the refugees with red eyes, looking like she was fighting for her life. In a few seconds, she was caught and her neck was cut.

The direction he fell was facing the original owner.

The original owner, who witnessed the whole scene, clearly saw Liang Sulan, who was still breathing after falling to the ground. Her eyes were fixed on him, full of helplessness and pleading. The pair of almond-shaped eyes that were once as gentle as water now burst into endless hatred.

That look was so terrifying that the original owner was so frightened that his legs trembled and he crawled away without even looking back!

The original owner was not yet twenty years old and walked for a long time in fear.

After he calmed down, countless memories invaded his brain, and he clearly realized that he had made an unforgivable mistake!

The look in Liang Sulan's eyes before she died was like something engraved in the original owner's heart. No matter whether he closed his eyes or covered his ears, he was tortured by that hatred all the time.

The original owner found a stone and went back to the place where he escaped, wanting to get his stepmother and stepsister back at all costs and let them rest in peace.

After arriving there, the original owner unexpectedly ran into a group of people dressed as officers and soldiers. They were soldiers sent by the Okura Dynasty to maintain order. The group of border barbarians who were causing trouble had been killed on the spot by them.

The original owner had no time to be happy and hurried to find her stepmother and stepsister, but what she saw was a disgusting sight.

He was in a panic and even ignored the officers and soldiers who asked him if he was a refugee and where he lived. He knelt on the ground, picked up a stone, looked at it, and threw it away.

Then he picked up the long knife on the ground and confessed with tears.

After falling to the ground, he had no strength to speak, but his lips were still mumbling, "I deserve to die, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I owed you, I'm sorry, I must die..."

The original owner's mind was filled with immense guilt and self-blame.

After Lu Yi accepted the memory, she had a splitting headache for a moment. She rubbed her temples, opened her eyes and saw the living Liang Xiaomei standing in front of her, and tears burst out uncontrollably.

Liang Xiaomei's eyes widened and her mouth was stunned. "Why are you so sad? But I really can't agree. You always steal water."

She stood on tiptoe, pulled Lu Yi to wipe her tears, and her little face puffed up slightly.

Lu Yi's heart trembled, and he raised his sleeve to wipe the coldness off his face. In his mind, he found the well that Liang Sulan was most likely to go to, and said to Liang Xiaomei, "Mom can't carry two buckets of water by herself. I want to help her. You come with me and you can look after me."

Liang Xiaomei thought about it, and her expression became very serious. "Okay, I will take good care of you."

Lu Yi grabbed her hand and quickened his pace to find the location, hoping to catch up.

"Sulan, you're the one fetching water again. Your son is fifteen years old, right? Why don't you let him fetch water? You can't spoil your child too much. He should use the water when necessary."

The man had a look of concern on his face, and the amusement in his eyes was visible to everyone.

"Don't you know? Sulan's son is a stepson. He wasn't raised since childhood. He even killed his biological father. I don't know how much hatred he has in his heart. How could he listen to her?"

"I forgot again, hahaha. Thanks for reminding me, Sulan. I'm not very careful with my mouth, so please don't mind it!" The person who spoke deliberately slapped his mouth, and looked at Liang Sulan with jealousy and contempt in his eyes.

Liang Sulan lowered her eyelashes, as if she didn't hear the gossip. She handed the bucket over and took it back full.

Wang Shuanzi, who was in charge of filling the water, glanced at her greedily and chuckled, "Aunt Sulan, look at your thin arms and legs. How can you do such rough work? How about I help you take it back home?"

He raised his eyebrows deliberately.

Liang Sulan's eyes flashed with disgust, but she held back and said nothing. Wang Shuanzi deliberately let go of the second bucket of water in mid-air, and the wooden bucket shook and spilled most of Liang Sulan's trouser legs, and the water stains seeped into the fabric.

"What are you doing?!" Liang Sulan stepped back, unable to bear it any longer, and cursed in a low voice.

Wang Shuanzi, however, became even more smug, and walked forward in a frivolous tone, "Don't you know what I'm doing? You're pretending you can't hear me, right? But you're really nice in scolding me. Let me hear you scold me again!"

"Wang Shuanzi! Don't go too far!" Liang Sulan gritted her teeth.

"...Isn't that too much? When Lao Lu was here, he also came to our house to help. It's not good for us to just watch him like this, right?" The female voice sounded hesitantly.

"Shut up, Wang Shuanzi is a scoundrel. If you provoke him, he will make you so disgusted that you won't be able to eat. Just pretend you didn't see it."

Wang Shuanzi twitched his ears, curled his lips frivolously, stared at the woman opposite him for a long time, and shouted, "I asked you to curse me again, and you pretended not to hear me?!"