After three rebirths, the poor kid is loved by everyone

"Hey, this kid is in good condition. When I buy him, he will definitely be worth a lot of money."

"Just a little young, maybe three or four years old."

“Three or four-year-olds are the best. A lot of people like them. Hahahahaha.”

"Yeah, what about the little one? He's only one year old, so he's too young. How could they steal him here too? They're such a beast."

"Why are you scolding yourself? Hahaha."

"Hehehe, yes, I am a beast, hahahaha!"

The lights in the crowded carriage were dim, but they were enough to clearly see the shocking scene inside.

Two skinny adult men were commenting on the four or five unconscious children in the carriage, saying disgusting words.

The wolf eyes, rat eyebrows, rat eyes, and deer head, and the arrogant laughter are even more disgusting and extremely nauseating.

There is no telling what kind of suffering the unconscious children will encounter.

The youngest child among them is Feng Shiyou.

This is his second life and his most painful memory.

Obviously he was just a child, but he clearly remembered the memories from his birth to death in his first life.

But because it was too short, even though it was painful, he forgot the memory early on.

He thought he would have a better life, but what awaited him was a world more terrifying than hell.

When he was just born, he was abandoned again and sent to an orphanage, where he lived peacefully until he was one year old, but was kidnapped by someone with ulterior motives.

……

When he was captured at the age of one, he was given heavy drugs.

He was in a coma for three days, so those who planned to sell him for money were unable to get any money and had to take him home.

As a result, those people hated him so much that after he was brought home, the little child experienced his darkest moment.

"Bah! Why keep this little bastard? He can't be exchanged for money. He's such a money-loser!"

A sharp sound rang in my ears, accompanied by a stinging pain in my body.

Xiaofeng Shiyou, who had not yet fully woken up, was pinched hard on the arm by the woman squatting next to the haystack.

She couldn't help but let the tears flow out, and her little body shivered in pain.

Upon seeing this, the woman cursed even more harshly, and her movements became more brutal.

"You little bastard, you still dare to pretend to be asleep, get up now!"

“Ah! Wuwuwu, it hurts, it hurts, wuwuwu! It hurts…”

"Shut up! If you keep crying I'll throw you out and let the wild dogs eat you!"

The woman pulled Xiaofeng Shiyou up roughly and forcefully, then threw him to the ground. Xiaoyou woke up from the pain.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a woman in front of him with vicious and sinister eyes.

His delicate facial features, coupled with the viciousness in his eyes, made him look so terrifying.

It was the first time that Xiaoyou saw someone so directly and with such a terrifying look in his eyes. He was so scared that he didn't dare to cry out loud.

The woman's name is Ping Minmin, one of the leading human traffickers in this area, and the man standing behind her is Zhao Cunxu.

He is thin and not very tall, with a fierce look, especially the scar next to his mouth, which makes him look like someone who is not easy to mess with.

But it is indeed as we have seen, Zhao Cunxu is the most vicious person in this place, and he was the first to kidnap and sell children.

The two are husband and wife, and I don't know how many inhumane things like this they have done.

But not only did they not restrain themselves, they also dragged people around them into doing this inhumane thing.

At this time, Xiaoyou didn't know what would greet him and could only curl up helplessly.

Seeing that he stopped crying, Ping Minmin just felt bored, kicked him and turned away.

"Let's go. Let's leave this kid here for now. If someone takes a fancy to him, we can keep him for a few more days."

Zhao Cunxu nodded, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

After locking the door, they left quickly.

Only then did Xiaoyou dare to raise his head and look around the small woodshed. The windows were very high and not much light could enter.

He was suddenly brought to an unfamiliar environment and was beaten and scolded.

Even though Xiaoyou's eyes were not as ignorant as a normal one-year-old's, they were still filled with anxiety and fear.

There was a thought that kept telling him to run away, run away quickly!

But there was nothing he could do.

He was just a one-year-old child and there was no way he could escape.

He just heard the woman say that she would sell him, and a lucky thought flashed through Xiaoyou's mind.

What if he could live a better life after being sold?

However, in the following years, the country cracked down on criminals, and Ping Minmin and her family had no choice but to keep the child and raise him in order to avoid being exposed.

However, you won't be able to raise it well.

It was the third year since he was captured in this place, and Xiaoyou was already four years old.

During these three years, he was beaten and scolded every day, and his body was covered with countless wounds of varying sizes.

He was often hungry and still had to help them with work. He was so thin that he felt like he could be blown away by the wind.

It's not that he didn't try to ask for help, but he was only met with indifference and severe punishment, and those people just stood by and watched.

No matter how hard he cried, the result was the same, no one could save him.

The more he cried, the more cruel the punishment he suffered.

On this day, Xiaoyou was punished by not being given food because he "did something wrong".

The little boy could only grab his thin and torn clothes, curl up in the corner of the backyard, and cover his little belly tightly.

Comfort yourself, "It's okay, it's okay not to eat, it's okay."

There was no hope for the world in his eyes anymore; they were dull, empty and indifferent.

He also hoped that he would just starve to death so that he wouldn't be beaten and he wouldn't continue to feel pain.

But he hoped even more that after he died, he would not become a child again. He was really tired and in pain.

"Ouch."

Suddenly, a low dog barking sound came from the crack in the wall, not loud enough for only the little guy to hear.

But he didn't want to pay attention to this voice. He was so hungry and felt so uncomfortable. He wanted him to die quickly. He wanted him to die quickly.

When Xiaoyou was young, he didn’t know who to ask for help, he just wanted to die quickly.

Only when he dies will he be free from pain.

In the past few years, he has seen too many children tortured to death. He actually envies those people. He wishes he could die like this.

"Ow~"

The small voice sounded again, and this time, it was very close to him, as if it was right next to his ear.

"Ow~"

Xiaoyou wanted to pretend not to hear anything, but it was no use because the owner of the voice had already stuck his mouth into the crack in the wall and was shouting at him.

Xiaoyou slowly raised his head and saw a somewhat familiar dog through the crack in the wall.

He remembered that he had once given cold food to the dog.

It is a dog with very long fur and is very thin, but it is much better than before, with yellow fur and gray fur.

Xiaoyou was stunned. How could it be here?

But soon, Xiaoyou didn't want to pay attention to the dog anymore and continued to lower his head and curl up.

I thought to myself, it'd better leave quickly, otherwise those people will definitely not let it go, so I left.

Suddenly, other sounds rang in my ears again, rustling, as if someone was trying to pick up something?

He lowered his head and saw a dog's paw stretched out from the corner of the wall on the left, digging the soil there. In less than half a minute, a hole as big as an adult man's fist appeared.

Before Xiaoyou could open his mouth to stop it, two small fruits rolled into the hole.

Soon the hole was blocked again and the dog left quickly.

Only Xiaoyou was left staring blankly at the two small fruits. Is this for him?