Running from the mountain all the way down the mountain, the male hoe has forgotten my existence at all, knowing to carry me to their door. Throwing the goods I wanted to the ground, turning around and closing the door, only then began to gasp.
When he ran with me earlier, I didn't even catch a breath when I saw him. I thought he was already in good health. I didn't need a breath when I ran so far carrying nearly a hundred catties!
I stood up from the ground left by the hoe man, reached out and patted the dust on my body.
Fortunately, the clothes on my body are relatively thick. I was just thrown away by him, and I still don't feel much pain.
I looked at some familiar decorations around, the dusty room, and the square tables in the hall. The clothes on the wall...
I scanned the house in front of me curiously. I always felt like I had been here before.
The man ran with a dry mouth and didn't say hello to me. He turned and walked towards the back room.
Although I didn't run very far, I still felt some pain in my legs and feet. So I found a stool, and sat on it with a blunt butt.
He walked out of it after a while, still holding a ceramic bowl in his hand.
"Drink some water!" The man walked up to me and handed the ceramic bowl with water to me.
I stared at the ceramic bowl in front of me, then looked up at the man's face in astonishment.
"You..." I looked at the man with some horror...
Isn't this man the man who forcibly brought me in the old alley when I took Jianer out for food last time
There was another woman at the time, and they always said some repetitive things inexplicably.
I still remember the woman holding a child in her arms. It seems to be the bones of a child who has been dead for a long time!
"Why..." I looked at the man in horror, and then at the water he handed me.
"I don't drink!" The scared back pushed the water away, and I immediately got up from the wooden bench, turned around and wanted to open the door and go out.
The man immediately stepped up to the door and stared at me with guard eyes: "The monster is so powerful, he can't go out yet!"
"You—" I looked at the man with some irritation and fear, thinking that if I make a fuss and make this man angry, it will be me who will suffer by then.
Seeing how he brought me out when he was in distress, he shouldn't hurt me!
Thinking about it in my heart, I gave up the idea of forcibly going out.
Seeing that I stopped making noise, the man handed the bowl of water he was holding in front of me again: "Drink water!"
I shook my head and stared at the bowl of waterway: "I'm not thirsty! You can drink it yourself!"
The man looked down at the water and saw that I didn't want to drink it, so he stopped forcing me to drink it. He licked his lips, seeming to want to drink the water, and just handed the bowl to his mouth, he stopped suddenly.
He turned around and put the bowl on the wooden table. I looked at him suspiciously, but he didn't say anything. He turned around and went into the back room again.
This time, the man stayed in there a little longer.
I was bored sitting alone, so I walked quietly to the door, trying to open the crack of the door to see what was going on outside.
"What are you going to do?" The man who just came out of the back room, seeing me move the door, thought I still wanted to go out. A stride rushed up, and violently stretched out his hand to press the wooden door back fiercely.
"Hello!" I exclaimed, and hurriedly retracted my hand from the crack in the door.
The man looked down at my movements, his brows faintly moved, and a trace of guilt flashed across his face.
"You...you can't go out right now!" The man was persistent, stuttering inexplicably.
I curled my lips somewhat boringly, turned around and sat down in front of the wooden bench and explained: "I don't want to go out!"
"No, didn't you want to go out?" The man looked at me suspiciously, and his tone rose slightly. I don't know if it was surprised or didn't believe what I said.
I looked at him and nodded solemnly: "Well! I don't want to go out, I just want to see what's going on outside!"
Actually, I don't really believe that Sumo will chase down.
After all, the foot of the mountain is where humans gather, and if there are really monsters in this era. Villages like this kind that exist with clothes and water must be blessed by mountain ghosts or other gods.
If Sumo went down the mountain to commit an attack, there would definitely be a god to protect the villagers under the mountain.
But... if Sumo is the patron saint of this world... then these people really can only admit that they are unlucky!
But this unlucky luck seems to be caused by my saying "not like a person"!
I don’t know... Is this my sin
"There is a monster on the mountain, and the security chief will ask someone to clean it up. You are a daughter's house, so stay here!" Although the man's words were full of care.
But these men who reached out to the feudal ethics of thinking bound, always inadvertently, revealing the forcible protection of women.
What they think women should do, what they think women should do. I have never thought about whether that woman needs protection, and whether they have their own ideas and thoughts.
I know that the man is in good intentions, but hearing those words makes people feel a little uncomfortable.
"Just do whatever you like!" I also know that with an ancient person, arguing with an ancient man about the concern of'equality between men and women' is nothing short of a foreign word.
I didn't bother to say anything, turning my legs to one side, too lazy to say anything to the man.
The man did not speak either, and the room suddenly became dull.
I was sulking in my heart, and my stomach suddenly groaned, and he let out a cry of despair.
I turned red and didn't dare to look back at the man. Immediately stretched out his hand to cover his belly, not to let it scream again.
"Eat!" The man walked behind me and suddenly handed over a sweet potato.
The sweet potato does not have a strong fragrance, it should have been cooked long ago.
I looked back at the man, his face was slightly flushed, and his expression was awkward and struggling, as if his stomach called him, not me.
I really want to push away the sweet potato in his hand with great spine, and then say the word'don't eat' with great integrity.
But when the tip of my nose smelled the warm sweet potato, the saliva in my mouth secreted very quickly, and it almost came out directly from my mouth.
"Thank you!" Without thinking for long, I reached out and took the sweet potato.
Being hungry early, I peeled the skin of the sweet potato three times over and over again, and quickly ate up the meat inside.
The man stood on the side, watching me throw the thick skin on the side table, and then watching me throw away the rest of the sweet potato that doesn't taste good, his eyes were straight.