After Meng Fei provoked everyone, he stretched out his hand and took the little girl out of the closet by her armpits.
My sister was so light and airy that Meng Fei hugged her like a kitten.
The little girl was not afraid and just stared at Meng Fei.
Meng Fei said directly: "You painted the sixth rule, right? You painted it well."
The younger sister was stunned. The next second she showed her small white teeth, smiled happily, hugged Meng Fei's neck without saying a word, and rubbed it affectionately.
Meng Fei: "Be good, be good, brother, will you take you to dinner?"
My sister's body stiffened for a moment, and then she nodded slightly.
Meng Fei hugged his skinny sister and opened the door.
Facing her was a woman in an apron, who looked like her mother.
Holding a kitchen knife with a cold light in her hand, her mother stood in front of Meng Fei's door, staring at the door.
Seeing Meng Fei carrying the girl out, the corner of her mother's mouth twitched.
Meng Fei didn't show any concern at all. He held his sister in one hand and waved to his mother with the other.
"mom."
This mother's cry was so natural that it made my mother's expression dull.
Meng Fei stretched his neck and looked at the living room. The layout of this room was like three bedrooms and one living room. There was another room opposite his bedroom, and then there was the living room. The living room and the dining room were connected.
There is another room in the corner, and next to the dining room is the kitchen.
The kitchen door is a kind of glass door. It is half open at this time, and a faint heat is coming out from inside.
There seems to be a balcony on the other side of the living room.
The lights were on in the room, and the lights were dim. There was a man sitting on the single sofa in the living room, holding a newspaper in his hand, reading it seriously.
That should be the father.
There was an old man sitting on the couch, holding a pipe in his hand, smoking and watching TV attentively.
But the TV has no sound.
There seemed to be many flowers and plants planted on the balcony, and there was also a rocking chair. The rocking chair made a creaking sound and could be seen through the foggy glass door.
A vague figure was sitting on a rocking chair. The rocking chair shook gently, which became the only noise in the house.
Meng Fei's smile deepened and he called the two men over there.
"Dad, grandpa."
Dad and grandpa were like dead people, unresponsive.
When her mother came back to her senses, she looked at Meng Fei carefully and said, "The food is ready, let's eat."
Meng Fei: "Okay."
Meng Fei walked to the dining table, which was a table for six people.
But there is an auxiliary dining chair for babies in the corner.
Meng Fei stared at the dining chair a few more times, then put his sister on the chair.
The moment my sister sat down, her whole body became alert, and her small hands tightly grasped the corner of Meng Fei's clothes.
Meng Fei touched her dry hair and said with a smile: "It's okay, brother will be back soon."
The younger sister slowly let go of her hand, looked at Meng Fei steadily, and then nodded gently.
This means consent.
Meng Fei put down his sister and looked around the living room.
Logically speaking, a family of six should at least have a rule note.
If my sister was holding a piece of rule paper and drawing inferences, would other family members also have rules paper in their hands?
Meng Fei really wants to ask other family members directly!
But Meng Fei knew that if he did something wrong, he would face the risk of death.
Thinking of this, Meng Fei's body actually trembled with excitement, and he looked at his father and grandfather in the living room with gleaming eyes.
My father remained silent and just looked at the newspaper in his hand.
Grandpa didn't care at all and just watched silent TV.
Meng Fei first glanced at the dining table. There was a pot of decorative artificial flowers on the table, and there was nothing else.
Not far from the dining table was the refrigerator, and Meng Fei opened the refrigerator door casually.
The air-conditioning hit my face and everything was frozen solid.
Meng Fei raised his eyebrows and opened the refrigerator door on the lower floor, revealing an even colder atmosphere.
Fortunately, there were only a few ingredients in the refrigerator and no unknown bodies.
Meng Fei rolled his eyes and murmured in his heart: Rule three, grandfather and father will generally not interfere with your behavior unless you have a conflict with your family.
That is to say - hey!
Meng Fei walked to the sofa in a swagger, sat down, crossed his legs, grabbed a handful of melon seeds on the table very familiarly, and stretched his head to look at his father while knocking them.
Good guy, that head is almost stuffed into my father’s arms!
Father:"......"
Meng Fei stared at the newspaper. This newspaper was quite new. There was a tidbit about a woman without clothes.
Meng Fei: "Tsk, tsk, tsk."
Father: "...you want to read the newspaper?"
Meng Fei: "Dad, have you finished reading? Give me Kangkang."
The father put down the newspaper with a straight face and an expressionless expression.
Meng Fei was not polite at all. He took it directly and started turning it over.
This newspaper is quite thick, there are four sheets.
Meng Fei began to scan ten lines at a time.
"Holy crap, is it so exciting?! Even the tidbits in the strange rules and stories are not coded!"
"Meng Fei, please read slowly, I haven't finished reading yet! The woman above killed her husband and his family, and then what, I didn't see it!"
"That woman killed her husband's family and then called the police to report that her husband's family was missing. She also received a large amount of compensation!"
"Then, then?"
"That woman had borrowed a large amount of money in her husband's name. If the creditors hadn't come to press for the debt, they wouldn't have found the body!"
"What a discerning eye!"
"Hey hey hey, I took a screenshot~"
The audience, who were having a great time eating melon, discussed the contents of the newspaper.
Meng Fei's eyes were fixed on the corner of the newspaper.
[Yesterday, a gas explosion occurred in a residential house. A family of six, no one survived. We would like to remind all residents to pay attention to fire safety and check at all times...]
Meng Fei: "A family of six..."
Are the viewers of the weird live broadcast ordinary people?
To be honest, even if I felt like a fool watching the weird live broadcast at first, after watching hundreds of game live broadcasts with weird rules, I have developed some awareness.
"Holy crap, what a shocking baby this is! A family of six!"
"Fuck, it's so scary! Is there someone else at home?"
"The prophecy emperor upstairs has a knife!"
"There are six people in the family. Damn it, who is the sixth one? It seems that Meng Fei does not belong to this family. He is so arrogant. He doesn't know how to Sima?"
"There's a typo, catch a bug!"
"...I'm really worried about everyone's mental state."
"It's exciting, it's really exciting. How do you break the addiction to watching mental illness play with rules and weird stories?"
Meng Fei rubbed the small piece of newspaper and finally returned it to his father.
My father took the newspaper and said nothing, but continued to read quietly.
