The richest daughter online protects the cub

As soon as it got dark, after dinner, Wu Alan hurried to the mountains with the insect-inducing incense made by grinding Chinese herbs.

After Wu Alan left home, Wu Sihe calmly blew out the oil lamp, and went upstairs in a nonchalant manner.

There was no electricity in the stilted building, and the oil lamp had to be bought with money. Wu Sihe was reluctant to light the oil lamp, so he did nothing, and prepared to go directly to bed, close his eyes and rest, waiting for his mother to come home.

Just lying down, Wu Sihe's stomach growled again, she held her stomach helplessly, and her face turned pale in an instant.

When his mother was still at home, Wu Sihe didn't have the slightest expression of pain, just like a perfectly normal person, but his face was a little ugly, always pale.

When Wu Alan left, Wu Sihe couldn't bear it anymore, he couldn't help crying out in pain, sweating profusely, growling and rolling on the bed.

But Wu Sihe didn't know that Wu Alan was standing outside the house with his back stiffened at this time, and he could hear the voice inside clearly.

It was precisely because Wu Alan noticed something was wrong with her daughter a while ago, that Wu Alan knew that the Gu he refined was not enough for her daughter to eat.

Wu Alan used to catch bugs every three days, but now, she has to go out every night.

Most poisonous insects like to come and go at night. Wu Alan goes out more times, and he can find more poisonous insects, and refine good Gu. Only when he refines strong poisonous Gu insects, will the thing in Wu Sihe's stomach stop .

Wu Alan's pupils trembled slightly, and the bottom of her eyes was full of pity and guilt. After a short moment of relief, Wu Alan turned around silently, picked up the basket containing the gu refining utensils, put it on her slender back, and walked quickly towards the dark place. Walk among the mountains and forests.

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Perhaps because of being too hungry, Wu Sihe's body was extremely weak, his five senses were weakened, and he fell asleep unconsciously while lying on the bed.

After an unknown amount of time, Wu Sihe vaguely heard a scuffling sound as if his limbs were entangled together.

An ominous premonition surged in Wu Sihe's heart, and he was about to get out of bed immediately to see what happened, but because his body was too exhausted, he couldn't use his ankles and fell to the ground.

The floor of the stilted building has aged, and after being hit, it suddenly made a harsh creaking sound.

In the dead of night, the creaking of wooden boards sounded very scary, but the people downstairs seemed to be more excited.

"Your daughter is sleeping upstairs, isn't it? You still say she's not at home, and you're lying like a three-year-old child!"

Who is it if the speaker is not Wang Ju?

But why he spoke, but mother didn't make any sound?

The more Wu Sihe thought about it, the more frightened he felt, desperately supporting his upper body with his arms, trying to rush downstairs to save his mother.

But her strength was too weak, and she was hungry at the moment, so she couldn't control her body freely.

"Do you think you're guilty? You have to force me to spend unreasonable money on medicine to make you a little girl before I let me touch you. How much better it is to be so obedient?"

Wang Ju said this while panting, as if he was doing farm work in the field, he was very tired, so even his voice was intermittent.

Wu Sihe crawled on the ground with difficulty, and finally moved to the side of the stairs, but saw that terrible scene that she would never forget for the rest of her life.

Downstairs, the oil lamp she was reluctant to use was being ignited recklessly, and it burned a dazzling orange light, not as bright as electric lights, but it was enough for Wu Sihe, who had already good eyesight, to see the scene downstairs clearly.

Wu Alan's clothes were disheveled, his face and body were covered with bruises and purple patches. Wang Ju knelt beside Wu Alan, slapped Wu Alan's cheeks, and punched and kicked Wu Alan, as if venting his rejection over the years. Courtship dissatisfaction.

Wu Sihe didn't know the details of those things between a man and a woman, and she didn't feel ashamed. She only knew that her mother, Wu Alan, was in very, very pain and helpless. Even so, she still exerted all her strength to pull Wang Ju on her body, trying to prevent him from going upstairs to persecute her as much as possible.

Wu Sihe was severely stimulated by this scene, she trembled, she had cramps, she wanted to shout loudly, call for help, call for someone to save her Lia.

But she couldn't do it, she couldn't make too much noise, she could only spit out the decibels as thin as mosquitoes.

Not to mention that she and her mother lived in such a remote stilted building, even if they were still living in the lively Miao village, her hoarse and dull voice might not be noticeable.

Wu Sihe's eyes were so red that they were about to bleed, she was full of fear and anger, but she was powerless to do anything about it, the wave after wave of hysterical feelings was about to drive her crazy.

Her hands had been worn out on the floor long ago, and the bloodstains were horrifying to look at. She didn't seem to feel the pain, and continued to crawl on the ground, and finally she climbed to the edge of the stairs. The ground rolled and fell, and I fell dizzy.

Wang Ju was terrified by the sound of Wu Sihe falling down, turned around and saw Wu Sihe, but showed a wretched grin again.

He has already played with the big one, and he is tired of it. It has been a long night, and now it is time to try a different flavor.

Wang Ju let go of Wu Alan, who was only half-breathed, and was about to carry Wu Sihe up, but Wu Alan, who had been drugged, picked up a bench and smashed it on the back of Wang Ju's head with brute force. He smashed Wang Ju until his eyes were filled with gold stars, and he scolded his mother in pain.

Wu Alan stood tremblingly, her body was exhausted, she looked at Wu Sihe as if she was about to open her mouth to say something, but Wu Sihe couldn't hear her mother's voice clearly, and only vaguely saw her mother's lips moving, as if saying: "Run!" .

Wang Ju got angry again, and gave Wu Alan a fist with his backhand. This punch hit the bridge of Wu Alan's nose, and he was sent flying out and hit the sharp corner of the table. The one who stood up to hit someone didn't move anymore, fell to the ground and convulsed, thick blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and instantly turned a terrifying dark red on the gray stone floor.

Seeing this, Wu Sihe vomited out a mouthful of black blood in pain, and a heart-piercing "Liah" resounded through the sky.

Wu Sihe's eyes were red with blood, and his limbs regained strength. He got up and rushed towards Wang Ju, biting Wang Ju's side neck.

Wang Ju was already frightened by Wu Alan's death on the ground. He didn't expect that there would be a fatality. Now, Wu Sihe pounced on him without warning and bit him like a mad beast. Wang Ju was in pain. He was punching and kicking again, and he no longer had the slightest intention to insult Wu Sihe.

Life is almost gone, who still has the heart to think about that kind of thing between men and women?

His neck was bitten so blood spurted on the spot, Wang Ju was so frightened that he used all his strength to push away Wu Sihe who was stuck to his body, and ran out the door without even thinking about putting on his clothes.

Wu Sihe didn't have the energy to chase, and she didn't have the mood to chase, she resisted the blood-red gaze, staggered and knelt beside Wu Alan.

Wu Alan had lost her breath a long time ago, her face was pale, her limbs were no longer twitching, and she was as quiet as if she had fallen asleep.

"Liah." Wu Sihe forcefully squeezed out the jerky but helpless words from his throat, then stretched out his hand tremblingly, and tightly grasped his mother's gradually cooling palm.

She kept rubbing Wu Alan's hands, wanting to warm her mother with her own warmth, but found that no matter how hard she rubbed or breathed out, her mother's body temperature kept dropping, and she really just fell asleep like this forever I won't open my eyes to look at her again.

Wu Sihe trembled all over, and the overwhelming fear and pain locked her firmly in a circle. She ignored the ghost in her body that was acting as a demon, and let it gnaw at her internal organs, and her blood-red eyes But it became clearer and clearer.

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In the early morning, there were bursts of familiar and beautiful birdsong in the mountains.

The moment the sun shone into the stilted building, the Miao girl with disheveled clothes and hair moved her body with great difficulty, but she didn't realize that she was passed by again under the condition of being extremely hungry.

Just last night, the disobedient thing in her body seemed to be conquered by her for a short time, and she didn't feel much pain in her body.

On the floor of the stilted building, the scary dark red blood has dried up, spreading around Wu Alan's body like a strange mandala flower. Looking at the pale and stiff appearance of his mother in front of him, Wu Sihe's figure in the stilted building flickered slightly. , The overwhelming dizziness hit her, she turned her head suddenly, her chest heaved violently, and she began to retch with a blank expression.

Last night, Wu Sihe stood by Wu Alan's side every step of the way, and his hands never stopped. He rubbed Wu Alan's hands mechanically until dawn. Now his slender and white fingers had swelled into carrots, with bulging joints and tendon sheaths. pain.

The muscles of Wu Sihe's whole body were numb, as if swarms of ants were crawling around in his body, and he just made a movement to stand up before falling to the ground again.

The blood red in his eyes had faded, Wu Sihe looked like an ordinary person except that he was a little haggard.

She got up to the side, picked up the clothes, covered Wu Alan gently, and at the same time gritted her teeth, forcing herself not to turn her head away, to bravely look at Wu Alan's lifeless face.

Mother really won't wake up again, she can't just lie on the ground in such a mess, she must go to the ground to rest.

Thinking of this, Wu Sihe took a deep breath, bent down and picked up his mother whose limbs were stiff on the ground, and walked out. Compared with his weakness just now, after picking up his mother, Wu Sihe stepped on every step firmly, arms Wrapped tightly around Wu Alan's body.

This day coincided with the day of going to the market, and the people in Dongjiang Village set off early. They wanted to go to the county town to sell their homemade Miaoxiu, corn grown in the fields, and wild herbs dug from the mountains for exchange. After getting the money, I will buy some needed things and go back to the village.

Men and women of the Miao nationality chatted and laughed, carrying baskets on their backs and speaking their native dialect. After passing the stilted buildings on the edge of the village, a young and middle-aged Miao nationality saw Wu Sihe kneeling on the side of the soil digging a pit to bury his body from a distance.

This scene was too frightening, Wu Alan's face was already pale, lying motionless on the ground, his limbs were stiff, obviously a dead person, and Wu Sihe was Wu Alan's daughter, why would she kneel there and bury her mother's body?How did Wu Alan die?

A series of questions rushed out of the young man's mind, and then he stopped in his tracks, not going any further.

The surrounding people also noticed Wu Sihe's mother and daughter, and almost subconsciously backed away. No one wanted to get too close to this kind of ominous Gu girl, so as not to get bad luck.

"Ana, let's go another way and avoid them." A young Miao girl said to her brother.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with the morning market by taking a detour, so just go straight there and just ignore her." The Miao youth frowned in disgust as he spoke, and gave Wu Sihe a hard look.

"Okay then." The Miao girl could only nod her head and listen to her brother's arrangement.

The young man of the Miao nationality took his sister's arm and walked forward. At the same time, he raised his chest and raised his head, trying to block his sister's body and prevent her from looking.

Wu Sihe seemed to have never heard of it. She didn't care about how many people came and went. She just wanted to dig a comfortable hole and put Wu Alan's body in it, so that the dead mother could be more peaceful. .

Wu Sihe's hands were swollen and rotten, and there were streaks of blood dug out of the soil, but she didn't seem to feel any pain, didn't care if her fingers were broken, or black blood flowed out, her eyes just looked straight ahead The loess, lips tightly pressed, laboriously digging holes.

Little did they know that at this time a tall and slim figure was silently watching her every move, the woman's slender and elegant eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was quite interested in Wu Sihe, a Miao girl, a mighty yet indifferent Yujie The voice sounded suddenly.

"Obviously there is a hoe and a shovel, but I have to use my hands to dig the hole, so the big head on the neck is just beautiful?"