Chapter 908: Something happened to Feng Xinglang (1/2)
It was just a matter of walking away to look at his little brother.
After he opened his little brother who was only one year older than him, Lin Nuo immediately ran to the kitchen.
When he came out of the kitchen, the little guy already had a bright kitchen knife ...
About half an hour later, the 8-year-old grandson of the village head came to Lin Xueluo crying, his arm still stained with shocking blood. In addition, he kept wiping tears with the back of his hand, and a small face was stained with blood.
”Mr. Lin ... Mr. Lin ... Brother Nono, he ... He ...”
When Xue Luo saw the little guy with blood on her face and face, and then heard him sobbing hurriedly, she became very nervous.
”What happened to Nono? He, is there something wrong with him?”
”Wow……”
The more anxious the little guy became speechless, he burst into tears.
”The strong son is good, don't worry, slowly say, what's wrong with Brother Nono?”
Zuo Anyan immediately picked up the crying little guy.
”Teacher Zuo ... Nuo Nuo killed all my chickens! I told him not to kill him, he just refused to listen ...”
”What? Nono, he killed your chicken?”
Xue Luo couldn't believe his ears. But I believe that what Hadron has said may be true.
”Xue Luo, don't worry, let's go back and talk together.”
Zuo Anyan hugged the hadron and led Xue Luo to the village chief's house quickly.
The scene in front of him was stunned by Xue Luo and Zuo Anyan.
Several old hens were lying in the courtyard; the crowing rooster was dying and struggling.
The killing chicken exuded blood, which almost stained the ground mud of the entire courtyard.
Eye-catching!
A kitchen knife stained with chicken blood was thrown aside; the child Lin Nuo sat panting near a large bluestone stained with chicken blood.
It seems that the big bluestone full of chicken blood is the decapitation set chosen by the little guy.
The group of dumb old hens was coaxing, and a few millets were done; and the big burping **** really consumed the little guy's physical strength.
Not only to fight wisdom, but also brave!
”Mummy, are you back? Tonight we ... we all have chicken legs to eat! Is it good to see my son?”
The little guy saw Mommy Xue fall back, and happily rushed over.
Maybe in the small things: are n’t chickens used for food? Kill early and kill late, anyway, you have to kill and eat!
”Lin! No!”
The snow fell growled.
Facing the dead chicken and chicken blood in the courtyard, Xue Luo felt that he was going crazy!
Kiss mommy seems angry! Lin Nuo immediately stopped at the knowledge of current affairs.
Xue Luo said nothing, rushed over and tore off his son's pants, facing the little thing that was as tender and white as the small P-shares. The palms that hit the snow falling were numb with the shock.
The little P-shares of the little boy immediately became red and swollen, and bloodshot.
”Xue Luo ... Don't fight ... Don't fight!”
Zuo Anyan, stunned for a few seconds, immediately put the hadron in her arms back to the ground, and came to persuade the snow in the fury.
”Lin Xue fell, two slaps are fine!”
Seeing that Xue Luo couldn't hear it, Zuo Anyan could only pull Lin Nuo from under Xue Luo's magic claws.
Xue Luo looked at her son's red and swollen small P-shares, and then looked at the dead chicken and chicken blood in the hospital. Xue Luo felt that she was about to collapse.
My son is only 6 years old! How could there be so much radon?
Regardless of the motivation and reason, **** behavior like this should never come from the hands of a child only 6 years old!
Lin Nuo did not cry. He didn't even say a word.
He seemed to be snoring, and he looked sullenly at the furious mommy Xue Xue.
Suddenly I felt that the mummy beating her own son was really strange!
”Mummy, don't you love your own son? You just hit your son's P-share just now!”
The little man pursed his mouth and wanted to sell cute and adorable to the angry mom.
”Don't love it! Mommy won't love a bad boy who is full of suffocation and lovelessness!”
Xue Luo blurted out like that.
The next second, the tears in his little eyes rolled down uncontrollably.
Little guys rarely cry!
In his opinion, crying is a sign of cowardice!
Occasionally, in order to win the pity of Yifu Hetun, the little guy will pretend to cry all of a sudden, but rarely cry like this now.
This is Lin Nuo, 6 years old. I heard Mommy say ‘do n’t love him’ for the first time!
The little boy's grieving tears are like straight beads!
”Nono, go and apologize to Mommy!”
Zuo Anyan was also really surprised: a 6-year-old child dare to hold a kitchen knife and slaughter the old hen and big **** in this nest alone?
How dare it be!
Or the newborn calf, fearless?
Maybe Zuo Anyan knows the growth of Lin Nuo's children, and he won't be so surprised!
In Peteburg, Hetun brought the little ones out, hunting large species like elk and markhor.