Han Mao couldn't help but seep out of his skin on his forehead.
His Adam's apple moved uncontrollably, and he kept swallowing downward.
His feet were already ready to grab the door and run away.
At this moment, the old woman spoke again.
"Twenty dollars for one finger."
Her voice was flat and smooth, as if it were programmed.
The deep and dry eyes had no light at all.
It was as if a shriveled corpse could fall apart with a little push.
But Lu Mao didn't dare to act rashly at all.
After all, the old woman in front of him was obviously a weirdo, and he was not strong enough to dare to confront Weiyi head-on.
However, if you can't pay, you can't buy the ball.
It means that I have to use my own head to satisfy the little boy's request.
head and fingers.
Lu Mao still knows the difference between importance and importance.
"ah!"
Even from a distance, Fang Yajing could hear the painful screams coming from the canteen.
Fang Yajing pursed her lips, with a bit of panic on her face, and grabbed the yellow-haired arm beside her.
"Is something going to happen to him? I'm so scared."
Huang Mao was also panicked.
With Fang Yajing holding her arms like this, she felt the girl's soft body pressing against her, and a delicate fragrance filled her nose.
But there is no energy at all.
It was very difficult just to control myself from turning around and running away.
After a while, Lu Mao came out of the canteen with a pale face.
One hand was full of blood, and there was a ball in his arms.
Green Hair was shaking in pain and walked up to the little boy.
He bent down and gave him the ball.
"Thank you, brother."
The little boy received the new ball and immediately threw away the old ball without blinking.
This old leather ball was bought for myself when the last group of guests came to visit the village.
It seems that this brother is not as rich as the previous batch of customers.
After all, the previous batch of guests not only bought rubber balls, but also treated themselves to candies.
But this brother is in such a dilemma just to buy a rubber ball.
The little boy grabbed the ball and patted it again and again.
He didn't care at all about the blood on Lu Mao's hands.
Huang Mao rushed up to bandage Green Mao, only to find that the little finger of his left hand had disappeared.
Needless to say, this ball was obtained with my little finger.
Fang Yajing frowned slightly.
I didn't expect the green-haired one to be so stupid.
The rules only say "try to satisfy" and do not require "must".
In other words, it is possible to refuse the little boy's request.
However, Fang Yajing wanted to get the second half of the "Village Rules" from the little boy.
Therefore, she did not stop Lu Mao.
It is definitely easier to extract information if the little boy's needs are met than if they are not met.
"Can I give my sister the second half of the Village Rules now?"
Fang Yajing knelt down in front of the little boy and asked softly.
The little boy looked at Fang Yajing and tilted his head.
"But, sister, the "Village Rules" are not in my hands."
Fang Yajing was stunned.
The little boy smiled and said, "Although we tore down the Village Rules and played with them, we threw them away after playing with them."
Fang Yajing quickly asked: "Where was it lost?"
The little boy tilted his head, pretending to think deeply for a moment, and then said with a smile: "It seems that it was left in the cemetery at the west end of the village. Sister, are you going to look for it?"
Fang Yajing said nothing.
The little boy also patted the ball and walked away.
The cemetery doesn't sound safe.
Fang Yajing finally went back first with Huang Mao and Lv Mao.
I am going to find a more suitable time to visit the cemetery.
When Fang Yajing came back, Wang Qing was already lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone.
This village, probably because it is too remote, has poor signal, and Wang Qing's mobile phone has intermittent Internet access.
Can only play stand-alone games.
After playing a few games, Wang Qing became a little bored.
Put away the phone, get out of bed, and want to get a glass of water.
He walked to the desk, picked up the thermos bottle, shook it, and opened the stopper to take a look.
It was empty, not a drop of water.
This attitude of hospitality is not good.
A "guest" was called affectionately on his lips, but he didn't even get hot water.
Wang Qing was very thirsty again, so she had to pick up the thermos bottle and go out.
I want to see where I can get some hot water.
It's just that she misjudged her sense of direction.
After passing two corners in the complicated alley, I couldn't find the way I came.
Wang Qing held the thermos bottle blankly and circled in circles twice. The further he walked, the more he could not tell the direction.
I was even ready to turn on my phone to see if there was any signal and call the housekeeper for help.
Suddenly, a little boy's voice came from behind her.
"Sister, what are you doing?"
Wang Qing turned his head and took a look.
It was a little boy of seven or eight years old, holding a brand new ball in his arms and looking at her curiously.
Finally someone to ask for directions.
Wang Qing felt relieved and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Little brother, are you from this village?"
"Yes. Sister, are you a visiting guest?" the little boy tilted his head and asked.
Wang Qing nodded hesitantly.
She was a little embarrassed to admit that she was actually here to recruit workers.
The little boy chuckled.
"My brother just bought me a leather ball, what should I do? I don't want to change to a new one yet."
"Okay, sister, can you buy me a candy?" the little boy said to Wang Qing.
Buy candy?
This costs money, right?
Wang Qing immediately became alert and looked at the little boy with a serious expression: "Whose child are you from? Do your parents usually educate you like this?"
"Ah?" The little boy was stunned and his eyes widened in surprise.
This was the first time that an outside guest refused him.
Wang Qing looked at the little boy with hatred.
"Didn't your parents teach you not to eat food from strangers? We just met for the first time, and you asked me for food. What if I'm a bad person?"
The little boy touched his head, confused by Wang Qing's words, and said blankly: "But sister seems to be a good person."
"Knowing people but not their hearts, you know? You see me as a good person, and that's the most dangerous thing. Do bad people write the word "bad person" on their faces?"
Wang Qing's earnest education made the little boy confused.
Finally, the little boy simply sat down on the ground and started to lie down.
"I don't care. If you don't give me candy, I won't tell you the second half of the Village Rules!"
"Why do I need to know the second half of the Village Rules?"
Wang Qing looked puzzled.
Looking at the little boy sitting on the ground, holding a thermos bottle in one hand, he grabbed the little boy's back collar and picked him up.
"Also, don't sit on the floor. Don't you think it's dirty? Haven't your parents ever taught you to pay attention to hygiene?!"
