Hades system

In the early morning, the city of Y is serene, with the fragrance of deep-fried dough sticks and soy milk floating in the mist, and the sound of hawkers outlining the bustling scene of the small town.

Outside the morning market of the vegetable market in the city, the stall owners who sell breakfast and the vendors who sell small vegetables all came to the market early on their small carts.

Start the stove, burn the noodle soup, light the oil pan, cook the toppings, put the chili sauce and pickles prepared the night before on the table set up in front of you.Two or three miles of narrow streets are lined with busy early-morning crowds.

Those who go to work, go to school, buy vegetables, and do morning exercises can often eat hot food for only one or two yuan.Freshly baked sesame seed cakes in the oven, bean curd sprinkled with chili oil, snow-white, sweet and glutinous steamed rice cakes with a crispy hot fried stick, are affordable and delicious enough.

"Eat egg pancakes! Eldest sister, eat egg pancakes? How about adding some ham sausage? It will give the child some nutrition!"

The middle-aged stall owner with an apron tied around his waist warmly greeted the mother and son in front of him, and the movement of spreading the pancakes did not drop at all. Spread an egg evenly, and then sprinkle chopped scallions, pickles, dried beans, and the fragrance permeates in an instant, making the half-grown boy in a dark green school uniform standing blankly in front of the booth unable to resist the small I swallowed my saliva.

"what……"

He murmured in a low voice, the boy seemed to be eleven or twelve years old, but his demeanor and demeanor seemed much duller and slower than ordinary children.Even though he looks fair and has clear eyes, his words and deeds which are obviously different from children of the same age and the dull eyes still clearly show that he is not a 12-year-old boy in the normal sense in some respects.

"We don't eat or eat, thank you..."

Seeing her son's longing expression, the middle-aged woman wearing a half-worn cotton padded jacket and pushing a tricycle was a little embarrassed, but looking at the cardboard with the words "five yuan a piece" hanging on the stall, the woman's brows Wrinkled, finally shook his head at the stall owner with a helpless wry smile.

"Abo, we are not greedy for that...Didn't Mom cook rice for you this morning? And the things outside are not clean..."

Passing through the bustling grocery shopping crowd, struggling to push the handlebar with one hand and protecting her son with the other hand, she walked into the depths of the market with difficulty. Stopping at one side of the market, he compromised with his son, who still looked reluctantly at the pancake stand not far away, and said,

"Why don't you wait... next time, if you pass the exam, will mom buy it for you again... I'll buy you one with ham sausage..."

Hearing this, he didn't say a word, the boy with his head down stared fixedly as if fascinated by his own fingers, and after a while, he bit his lip and nodded as if he finally came to his senses.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, and raised her hand to gently touch the boy's forehead. She knew that nodding was a great improvement for a son whose intelligence was only close to that of a baby, because he had been tortured by life for a long time. The frown was also rarely relaxed.

"The mother puts the things in and comes out in a while. You stand here waiting for your mother, help your mother look after the things, and take you to school after unloading... If you want to pee, go to the public toilet at the end of the vegetable market. The toilet paper is in the left pocket, so don't talk to others, you know..."

After a long-winded account, the woman saw the boy standing by the side of the tricycle playing with her fingers and ignoring herself. She didn't know how much he had listened to, but she always had to unload these goods herself. The shop owner is notoriously tricky and caring... Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sighed. The woman unloaded several bags of flour from the tricycle, carried them on her body with gritted teeth, and then put all her strength on the bag of flour. Putting a hand on his back, he quickly walked inside.

The woman left, and the boy was the only one left beside the small tricycle.There were people coming and going in the vegetable market, and no one noticed his existence, but he just stood in the corner full of rotten vegetable leaves, neither looking around nor walking casually, until a panicked shout came from The sound came from the end of the market, and the hustle and bustle of the crowd stopped suddenly.Immediately afterwards, three young men with strange hair colors ran out quickly against the crowd.

Seeing this, several fruit stall owners by the vegetable market subconsciously wanted to go up and stop the three young men, but just as they took a step forward, one of the red-haired young men took out a dagger from his arms with a fierce look on his face. It waved a few times at the surrounding crowd as if in a demonstration.

"what--"

Several women and aunts carrying vegetable baskets were frightened out of their wits when they saw the knife, and screamed to make way for the three people.The three of them seemed to be aided by a god for a moment, and they ran away for a long time, and they were about to run outside the market.

"It's a money grab! It's a money grab!"

An old lady in small cloth shoes stumbled after her from the ATM point of the Agricultural Bank of China at the end of the market, shouting and pleading to the crowd in front of the market,

"This is my wife's life-saving money... Please stop them for me, please! Please! Please stop them!"

The old lady shed tears as she spoke, but most of the people around her were older women and aunts who didn't dare to cause trouble, and a few men were also stall owners in this market, for fear that after taking care of this matter, they would Being missed by these hooligans, his own stall will also suffer in the future.So for a while, only the old lady was crying and chasing after her in the whole market, and the three young hooligans, who were young and strong, naturally left the old lady far behind.

"..."

Silently watching everything that happened in front of him, the young man who happened to be standing at the other end of the market saw the indifferent expressions, evasive eyes, and evasive attitude of the onlookers, and a few points flashed across his always stiff and numb face. mood swings.Just at this moment, those three little hooligans broke through the crowd and finally ran towards him... Almost instantly, the always dull boy grabbed the handle of the small tricycle beside him, and then Running quickly, he slammed into the three youths who were running towards him!

"Fuck!"

The little hooligan at the head was knocked to the ground by the little tricycle, and the two companions who followed him also stopped in their tracks because of the sudden situation.After seeing that the person standing in front of them was only a half-grown child still carrying a schoolbag, the expressions of the three people suddenly became ferocious, and they cursed a few words in dialect, and the tallest red-haired one came up and slammed He slapped the boy on the mouth.

The crisp applause was accompanied by ringing in the ears, and the boy's cheeks suddenly swelled up, and it seemed as if something had been inserted into his ears, buzzing non-stop.Seeing this, the surrounding crowd let out a few exclamations, and a few traces of anger flashed across many people's faces.And the red-haired young man seemed to be still angry after beating him, he raised his foot and kicked the young man's knee hard.The boy was kicked to the ground without saying a word, and the dirty water on the ground splashed on his red and swollen cheeks, looking extremely miserable.

……

"Ah! What are you killing thousands of knives doing..."

The old lady who was chasing up from behind yelled when she saw this, swung the small cloth bag in her hand and threw it at the three people.The three hooligans pushed the old lady impatiently. Seeing her crying and entanglement, the urban management brigade patrolling outside the market also noticed the movement here. The dagger stabbed viciously at the old lady's stomach!

"Help - kill... kill!! kill!!"

The old lady stared blankly at the boy standing in front of her, her face was full of tears.The people around were startled by this terrible scene and screamed loudly. Some people in the crowd kept yelling for an ambulance and the police. The little hooligans who were about to escape again surrounded him.

……

"Abbe! Abbe!"

Sharp cries rang in his ears, the pain in his abdomen and the powerlessness of blood loss made the thin boy lying flat on the dirty ground twitch his body a few times like convulsions.

Blood flowed all over the concrete floor of the vegetable market, flowing out from under the boy's body as if he didn't want money.There were many adults standing around him who were terrified and talking, but none of them dared to step forward to help him.The distressed old lady fell to the ground, surrounded by the wallets and some scattered banknotes that the hooligans had snatched.

The woman who heard the movement ran out of the crowd crying, and when her eyes fell on the blood-stained boy on the ground, she finally couldn't help crying loudly.

"How could this happen! Abo! Abo! Mom is here!"

Warm hands hugged the boy on the ground, and the terrified woman cried out of control while dragging the boy in her arms by the back of the head and ran out of the vegetable market.The surrounding crowd moved away one after another, and the boy lying in the woman's arms unconsciously let his mother hold him in her arms,

It wasn't until the mother and son left the morning market hastily that the shocked onlookers around them began to whisper.

"So much blood...couldn't it be dead..."

"I see Xuan, hey, tell me about this... That kid just went to junior high school, right?"

"So this person just can't meddle in other people's business. I know that woman... Isn't it just Xiao Jiang who lives in the south of the city and specializes in delivering rice noodles to the market? Her man has been dead for many years, and that son is still a You're out of your mind... It's really a crime to have this kind of thing happen now..."

"Ah? So pitiful... Tsk tsk, talk about these harmful people..."

And no matter how much these bystanders talked about, the young man who was injured because of his brave actions was probably hard to hear.

Because at the moment when the knife was stabbed into his body, the boy had been in a daze for 12 years, and an abrupt voice sounded in his always blank mind.

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