After entering the infinite game, the full-level boss pretends to be new again

Chapter 331 God’s Prayer [9]

Until the end, Yan Qing couldn't get out of bed to help the old lady, her bones seemed to be broken apart, and now thinking about it, Yan Qing himself also finds it miraculous that she can walk down the mountain step by step enduring the pain.

The old lady was blind but kind-hearted, but there was really nothing to eat at home. She groped and sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to touch Yan Qing's shoulder, and after a couple of gentle squeezes, her wrinkled and vicissitudes of face softened. A hint of distress emerged: "Son, why are you so thin?"

Yan Qing didn't know what to say. No one taught her how to get along with others. Tang Lian instilled violent thoughts in her. The only thing he taught her was how to hold a knife and how to kill each other quickly.

At that time, the young girl held the knife at a loss. She looked up at Tang Lian and asked him, "Then how can I tell whether the other party is the one who should be killed?"

Tang Lian laughed: "Why do you need to distinguish?"

He was almost puzzled, and told Yan Qing in an almost bewitching tone.

"There is no need to distinguish, you just need to kill the other party. Why do you want to explore the other party's purpose?"

Yan Qing has not received any education, and the place where her memory begins is the blood all over the sky.

When she couldn't even hold the chopsticks for eating steadily, she could already hold the knife.

But at this time, Yan Qing instinctively couldn't treat this old lady the way Tang Lian did. She was someone she had never had contact with before. She was obviously a stranger. She obviously didn't know her at all. .

Why help her?
Yan Qing was puzzled, so she also asked.

The old lady touched the girl's face covered with wounds. She couldn't see it, so she didn't know how bad the little girl in front of her was, and she didn't know how much blood was on such a small child's hands.

The old lady said, "If my little granddaughter was still alive, she would be as old as you."

She seemed to be reminiscing, with a sad smile on her face: "She was just born, and my daughter died of dystocia. The old man died of illness long ago, and only my little granddaughter and I were left at home. Unfortunately, there was a famine in the village a few years ago. , the little granddaughter was sick and cried all night, she had nothing to eat, she was so hungry that she couldn't even cry."

"I begged from door to door, but I only asked for a handful of rice. The people in the village were in distress. They had no food themselves. They just pitied my little granddaughter. When she died of hunger and disease, she was so thin that even her bones were gone. It's about to be revealed."

Yan Qing didn't understand, she silently raised her arms and hugged the old lady.

The old lady reached out and rubbed the little girl's head, she got off the bed with difficulty, and walked out the door slowly.

The old lady didn't know what she was going to do. Yan Qing couldn't even get out of bed. She leaned against the wall and looked at the empty small room. The size of the house was small and the things were simple. The most important thing is straw, which creaks when it is moved a little.

Yan Qing grabbed his wrist and forced himself to close his eyes and rest.

It was not until evening that the old lady came back staggeringly.

She held a bag of rice and two steamed buns in her hand. With a smile on her face, the old lady stuffed the two rough steamed buns in the bag into Yan Qing's hands.

"Eat, eat quickly, child."

Yan Qing held the steamed bun in her hand, and she looked up at the old lady: "Where did this come from?"

The old lady smiled: "I borrowed it from my neighbors. They were kind and gave me a bag of rice."

The girl didn't make a sound, she saw that the old lady took out a bracelet from a small box when she went out, although she didn't understand this, but the bracelet was very bright, these people deceived her blindness, and only gave her a little thing.

Yan Qing pursed her lips, she lowered her head, ate a little and put it in the old lady's hand: "You eat too, I'm full."

"I'm not hungry, I'll put the steamed buns away first, and continue to eat tomorrow when you're hungry." The old lady put the steamed buns into the bag and put them beside her, "Son, what's your name?"

Yan Qing lowered her head, "...I don't have a name."

The old lady lovingly touched the girl's face, "May I call you Qingqing? My little granddaughter's original nickname was this."

Yan Qing gave a soft 'hmm'.

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The old lady is a completely different person from Tang Lian.

She realized this when Yan Qing's injury was slowly recovering.

Yan Qing is used to solving problems violently. The neighbor's children are very naughty. They often bring other children in the village to throw stones at the old lady.

Once when Yan Qing saw that the stone hit the old lady in the eye, the group of children were very happy and gathered around and called the old lady blind old lady.

Yan Qing broke the hand of the kid who threw the stone.

She was angry, for the first time since birth.

Even Yan Qing herself didn't understand why she was so angry.

In the evening, the child's parents came to the door aggressively, clamoring for an explanation from the old lady.

Yan Qing's expression was indifferent: "Why don't you tell him to take care of him so that he doesn't come here to bully others?"

"Where did you come from, a wild child? What nonsense are you talking about here? When did my baby bully others, but it was just a small fight. He is so old, and he still cares about children?"

The other party's mother took the child's hand and said aggressively: "Look at my child's hand, why are you so vicious, the child is playing and fighting, and your hand is so heavy, his hand will be useless!"

The wound on the old lady's eye was still there, and there was a big red and swollen old Gao. Yan Qing stood beside him and picked up the branch next to him with his eyes lowered.

This is something taught by Tang Lian, don't worry about anything, just kill this person.

As long as there is someone who arouses her mood swings like this, just kill him.

Yan Qing didn't say a word, and when he was about to walk forward with the branch, the old lady took her hand.

"Qingqing, did you do it?" The old lady looked at her seriously for the first time.

The old lady's strength is not great, Yan Qing can easily break free without doing anything, but such vicissitudes of wrinkled hands are so strong, Yan Qing doesn't even have the consciousness to take them back.

She pursed her lips, nodded and admitted: "Yes."

Nothing to dare to admit, it was what she did.

The old lady touched Yan Qing's head, leaning on a cane, and said in a gentle and unquestionable tone, "Qingqing, I apologize."

Yan Qing's eyes widened in disbelief.

"I apologize?" Yan Qing's tone suddenly rose: "Of course he was the one who threw the stone at you first!"

The old lady took the girl's hand, she shook her head slightly, and only repeated: "Qingqing, go and apologize."

(End of this chapter)