Muyan squatted down, picked up the boy by the collar, "Where is your mother?"
The boy showed a terrified expression, "Big sister, I was wrong, I was really wrong. You can punish me, but I beg you, don't hurt my mother, okay? Big sister, I beg you..."
Tears fell like broken beads, pattering down, washing away the mud on the boy's face.
Only then did Muyan realize that the little boy's skin was very fair, and his appearance was exceptionally delicate and cute, he seemed out of place with the other children in this ghost scene.
She said lightly: "I'm a doctor, maybe I can cure your mother's illness. But if you don't want to, then forget it."
The little boy was obviously taken aback, and even forgot to cry for a while.
But Muyan had already put him down at this time, and turned around to leave.
As if reacting suddenly, the little boy rushed over and hugged her leg, "I am willing, I am willing, big sister, no, doctor, please go and heal my mother. We...we are too poor, we have no money at all Healing my mother... God must be merciful to me and my mother, that's why I met you, Mr. Physician... Wuwuwu, your great kindness, my little monkey will remember it forever, as long as you cure me Mother, I will serve you like a cow or a horse from now on!"
Yes, this handsome and beautiful little boy has a very casual name—Little Monkey.
He was born and raised in a ghost farm.
As long as he can remember, there is only his mother by his side.
As for his father, the little monkey has never seen him, let alone knows who his father is.
According to the little monkey, his mother is really hard.
In addition to taking care of him, he also has to take care of a group of sick relatives.
Finally got exhausted a few days ago.
The little monkey went to the haunted place and invited a doctor.
However, he spent all his original savings at home, but he couldn't be cured.
Now his mother was dying, and the little monkey was about to starve to death.
In desperation, he had to come out to steal.
Listening to the low and unintentionally sad narration of the little monkey.
The little yellow chicken lying on Muyan's shoulder was crying and twitching, really moved.
"Cuckoo, cluck~~" Only mothers are good in the world, a child with a mother is like a treasure, and a child without a mother is like a grass. Mom, mom, this little brother is too pitiful, can you save his mother? Let him be as happy as Huang Huang.
The corner of Muyan's mouth twitched.
This stupid chicken is much more mature than when it just broke its shell.
Now I can understand simple stories.
The key is also particularly sentimental, for those bloody scripts, there is no resistance at all to love and hatred.
Every time, I would pester Xiaofenghuang to read to him, and then I would cry like crazy.
"Hehe, Muyan, you are not really stupid enough to want to repay evil with kindness, are you?"
Li Weiran's smiling voice came from beside his ear.
Muyan turned her head to look.
I always felt that even if I covered Hong Ling, I could still see the mocking expression on his face.
So, Muyan sent him four words: "Did you do your business!"
The little monkey looked at Li Weiran timidly, and carefully grabbed the corner of Muyan's clothes.
It is obvious that in this short time of getting along with each other, they are already very dependent on Muyan.
Looking at this scene, Li Weiran gave a low laugh, then stroked the red silk on the bridge of her nose, and followed slowly.
The arc of the corner of the mouth is so cold and evil.
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The area covered by the ghost market is actually very large.
The little monkey led Muyan and the others through the criss-crossing alleys for quite a while before arriving at the little monkey's house.