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"dad?"

This way of questioning usually shows that the father-son relationship is not good. In fact, this can be seen through the sloppy environment in the house and the things Qin Feng ate.

Qin Feng's parents did not fulfill their responsibilities as parents.

"When I'm not at home, maybe I'll be back." Qin Nuo answered vaguely.

Li Qianqian nodded, looked around the house, and said, "If you have anything to do, you can come to me."

"Sister can help you, but at least you can hide from me."

"knew."

Qin Nuo entered the bathroom, changed his clothes and returned Li Qianqian to her.

Li Qianqian took the clothes, touched Qin Nuo's head, and a little smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Remember one sentence, no matter when, you can't lose fun in life. This is what a teacher taught me."

After saying that, he left.

When the door closed, the room became extremely dark again, and the deserted atmosphere filled the wet corners.

Qin Nuo went to the kitchen and took a look. It was unknown how long it had been since the pot was used. It was covered with spider webs and was covered with a layer of rust oil.

Chopsticks and dishes were piled up in the cupboard, and cockroaches were crawling with black shit from rats and cockroaches everywhere. On the oil pipes in the vents, the thin rat crawled back and forth.

When I left the living room, a photo frame on the wall was smashed to pieces, and the three people in the family were unable to see clearly.

"It seems that there will never be a happy family in the thriller world. Domestic violence, withdrawal, and pervertedness are the characteristics of this world." Although he said this verbally, Qin Nuo could not help but think about it. Since he didn't want to be responsible, what should he do when he was born,

Is it fun to play with toys?

Smelling the smell on his body, Qin Nuo went to the bathroom to take a shower. Looking at the hour on the wall, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

"Get up at half past six to go to school. This sleep time has a great impact on children's development, and lifestyle should be changed."

Qin Ming wiped his head, returned to the room, turned the spring, adjusted the time for a dilapidated alarm clock, placed it on the head of the bed, and lay down to prepare to go to sleep.

The new environment did not affect Qin Nuo's sleep quality because he could feel the character's physical fatigue and sleepiness.

His eyelids were heavy, and Qin Nuo was confused. He seemed to hear some noises while he was half asleep and half awake.

But I ignored it. Perhaps it was the mice looking for food in the kitchen. The poor family, the food, rice, oil and salt are rare things, and the mice shook their heads when they saw it.

Qin Nuo continued to sleep, and suddenly there was a slam, as if it was a smashing sound.

Qin Nuo was awakened, rubbed his eyes, and left the room with a hint of alertness. When he arrived in the living room, he saw a woman lying on the sofa, holding her head up, sleeping in a daze.

In the corner of the wall, a glass bottle burst open and the wine filled the place.

The woman has dry hair and thin figure. She wears a simple shirt and shorts. Her face has yellow, her eyes are sunken, and her wrinkles are covered with wrinkles. She looks like she is about thirties or forties.

The woman noticed Qin Nuo, ummed in her mouth, sat up, her body was crooked and the smell of wine was pungent.

I reached out to pick up a bottle of yellow beer on the table and knocked the bottle with the corner of the table. I didn't worry about cutting the mouth, nor did I care about whether there was any glass slag, and I started drinking it in big mouthfuls.

After blowing half a bottle, the woman leaned on the sofa satisfied, smiled at Qin Nuo, pointed to the corner of the wall, and said drunkenly: "I saw a mouse who wanted to kill him with a bottle of wine, haha, the result was

I didn't kill you, I woke you up."

"Sorry, son?"

After saying that, some glass slags came out of his mouth, and his mouth was a little bright red.

Qin Nuo had a hint of weirdness in his heart, his face was very calm, and he said indifferently: "If there is nothing, I will go back to the room to sleep."

"You seem to sleep very early tonight?"

The woman took out a lighter from her pocket, then took out a pack of wrinkled hibiscus kings. After igniting it, she took a breath and lay on the sofa with an enjoyable expression.

There were obvious bruises on her neck and thighs, and she looked like a miserable girl.

It seems that she has been spending time in nightclubs all year round, and her decay is her first impression on Qin Ming.

It’s obviously her son, but the way she speaks makes people feel like she’s talking to her peers.

"I'm sleepy." Qin Nuo replied.

"Pour a glass of water for me, don't stand stupidly. Fortunately, you should be of some use if you have suffered a lot."

The woman was smoking a cigarette and looked at Qin Nuo in disguise.

Qin Nuo hesitated and went into the kitchen, twisted a cup of tap water directly from the faucet, took it out and put it on the table.

The woman picked up and took a sip. She seemed to be a little more awake. She took out another bottle of beer from somewhere, ordered a fireworks from the cigarette, smashed the beer mouth, and said with a smile: "What a good son, you're thirsty."

, Drink some wine? Forget it, your mother has only one or two left."

Qin Nuo: “…”

Is this really a biological child?

This tutor is simply excellent!

"Sit down, you don't go to school anyway. You haven't talked to me as a mother for a long time, right?"

"I just wake up the wine when chatting between mother and son." The woman raised her legs, holding the wine in one hand and holding the cigarette in the other, giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

If you ignore the sloppy image, it will completely give people a sense of being a strong woman.

"What does not go to school mean? Have you dropped out of school?"

Qin Nuo was suspicious and hesitated symbolically before sitting down. He could use the help of chatting to learn about the character and his relationship with the people around him.

Qin Nuo sat down, his face always maintained a sense of indifference, and his eyes were not respectful or recognized by his mother.

In a broken family, children and parents are usually not very good.

What's more, Qin Feng's attitude is bound to be negative when facing such a mother who doesn't care about her son's life. Qin Nuo can be sure of this without speculating on the things around him.

The woman saw Qin Nuo's indifference in her eyes, without any sadness or depression. Instead, she smiled: "If you want to blame the dropout, just blame your damn father."

"You know the most about him. Now you may be lying on a woman's bed or a wine table, drunken and dreaming."

"He took the money reserved for you. It's strange that I beat me up and didn't even ask where the money was. Instead, I sniffed it out of the dog's nose."

"If you want to go back to school, look for it from him, but now you must have squandered it."

The woman took a sip and spit out a sip of white smoke. She spoke casually, looking like a crazy woman, but without losing her elegance.

Only then did Qin Nuo notice that the corners of her mouth were cracked, as if she had been cut by some sharp weapon, and the blood stained the cigarette butts red.

He thought that the family was terrible, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

Are both adults both decayed characters immersed in the nightlife of bright lights and wine?

Although Li Xiaoming's family is also broken, at least one mother who loves him deeply.

Here in Qin Feng, he was more like garbage thrown in the garbage and no one cared about...

Then, the woman thought of something and looked a little excited. She sat up and placed a fruit knife on the table, saying, "How about we kill him? Use an axe crusher to crush the body, and then rush in.

In the toilet?"

Qin Nuo looked at her and didn't seem to be a joke, and asked back: "Is the success rate high?"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

The woman smiled and said, "Don't you dare? If I had this opportunity, I would cut his head off without hesitation!"

The woman picked up the fruit knife again, put on her fingernails, and said, "If you don't want to, just pretend I haven't said it."

"I admit that I'm not a good mother, but a bad person, but it's your dad who turned me into this."

"I have done a lot of bad things in my life. The only thing I regret is that I gave birth to you, my mother, your grandmother. I didn't know how many times I wanted to kill me while I was sleeping. It's a pity that she should be cruel.

.”

"She said I am so mean, how could I have the face to live in this world? The ridiculous thing now is that a person who is so mean, actually has a son."

"You said yes, my good son?"

The woman put out the cigarette butts and looked at Qin Nuo with a smile. There was no love for her son in her eyes, but only some very plain emotions.

"It's so sad. I'm talking about me." Qin Nuo spoke coldly.

The woman didn't care and continued to smile and said with a faint smile: "Now you have dropped out of school. Although you are still very young, you should learn to make money by yourself. I can no longer give you money. If you give it, that guy will try every means to take it away."

"So in the days that come, you have to live on your own. Maybe, sometimes I can bring you some food back."

Qin Nuo did not answer.

The woman wanted to pick up the wine and drink it. Qin Nuo snatched it, threw the bottle outside the window, stood up and said coldly: "You want to drink, go outside to drink, don't disturb me here, if it's still these boring topics,

Then I'll go back to my room to sleep."

After saying that, Qin Nuo got up and returned to his room without waiting for the woman to speak.

The woman looked at the door that closed with a bang, yawned, walked towards her room, fell down and lay down.

In the room, the coldness on Qin Nuo's face disappeared, and he couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that the third character and the first character's mother are really the opposite image.

After being disturbed by this, I was temporarily sleepy. I returned to my desk, opened the drawer and tried to search for something useful.

Not to mention, I found a photo from a shabby book.

In the photo, several little kids stood on the same stairs and took this photo with a smile on their faces.

What surprised Qin Nuo was that these little ghosts were all familiar with them, they were those little ghosts Tang Rou!

Everyone was wearing a performance suit, staring at the camera and smiling, and his smile seemed very innocent.

"Qin Feng has something to do with these little ghosts? He is also a member of the Performance Guild?" Qin Nuo stared at Qin Feng, the youngest in the corner of the photo, holding a lion dancer's head and grinning.

His eyes were smiling like crescent moons, and he could tell that he was very happy.

Qin Nuo wanted to find the child named Ya Nan inside, but found Tang Rou and many strange faces. He should have been a new member of the guild at that time.

He doesn't know which one is Asian man.

After closing the book, Qin Nuo murmured: "Since Qin Feng is also a performing department, he must be familiar with those little guys."

"Using this level of identity, I may be able to get more clues about the main line from those little ghosts."

Just drop out of school, it’s not that you can’t go back to school.

There may be many places worth rummaging in the room, but Qin Nuo is really out of mind. The child's body is developing, and now he is sleepy again.

I returned to the bed and fell asleep after lying down.

This time, I slept well. When I woke up, the bright light shone through the window without windows and shone on Qin Nuo's face.

Qin Nuo sat up in a daze and turned over and got out of bed. The habitual illness left by the previous character made him subconsciously realize that he was taking out the suit from the wardrobe and tidying up his outfit in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

A simple room, simply wearing it saves a lot of effort.

Wearing flip flops, Qin Nuo left the room. The living room was deserted. The door to the master bedroom was open. The quilt on the bed inside was messy, and his mother was missing.

Qin Nuo remembered what happened last night little by little.

"I dropped out of school and don't have to go to school now. It's said that children from poor families have already become home, so how did I survive directly."

In such a huge building, there was really no food, even a piece of bread or a bucket of rice, the kitchen was filled with rats and cockroaches.

After simply brushing his teeth and washing his face, Qin Nuo looked at the empty room, and the smell of loneliness filled the entire corner.

How does Qin Feng spend every day?

At this age, other children are still playing and playing in school, but they can’t go to school and stay at home alone, even if they eat, they can find a way to eat.

Such an environment will either force the child to be an extremely autistic person or a person with extreme psychological distortion.

Any direction is extreme!

The family environment, parents who tutor directly manipulate how their children grow up.

He mumbled alone, and Qin Nuo looked at the hour on the wall, and it was almost eleven o'clock.

"Let's go around first. My parents don't care about their lives. I'm not going to be able to get a few meals?"

Qin Nuo thought to go out and the house was located in a relatively remote location in the town. Further behind it was a hazy area, covered with layers of white fog. As long as players knew it, it was the boundary of the map.

"I remember that Hei Crow Ghost School, Yinquan Restaurant, and Hongyue Convenience Store are all on the same bus route. After completing the copy, can I take the bus back directly?"

Thinking of this, Qin Nuo suddenly wondered how the Hongyue Convenience Store was being managed?

"My cute employees probably won't mess up the store, after all, Liao Shen and the masked ghost are watching."

Qin Nuo murmured and walked out of an alley. Younan Town is not big. Standing on a high place, you can see the Black Crow Ghost School from afar. The bell for get out of class is coming from the school now. , even from a distance, you can hear it.

Without continuing to look, Qin Nuo walked down the path.

Even at noon, Younan Town still gave people a very cold feeling, with white mist overflowing. Under the big camphor tree, the old man playing chess packed up the chessboard, hunched over, and walked on a crutch.

As soon as Qin Nuo walked down, he smelled a scent from his nose. When he turned his head to look, he saw a bun shop emitting white smoke. The fragrance of buns spread out from inside, filling his nose, catching the greedy insects.

.

Qin Nuo walked over with his hands in his pocket and took out the two ghost coins that Li Qianqian gave him last night.

The owner of the bun shop came out. It was a young uncle wearing a white apron and a headscarf. When he saw Qin Nuo, he was a little dissatisfied: "Why are you here now?"

Qin Nuo's expression was a little weird. What does this mean? Qin Feng is still a regular visitor here?

Looking at the bun that had just opened the lid and was still hot, thinking about what was falling, the owner of the bun shop saw it and directly picked up three meat buns, put them on the plate, and handed them over.

Qin Nuo took it and was about to pay the money, but he heard the shop owner say in a deep voice: "Eat quickly, finish the work! Don't be too stubborn, I won't keep idle people!"

Qin Nuo was stunned and saw the sign of recruiting child laborers next to him, and then he realized it.

It turns out that Qin Feng was working as a child laborer for this bun shop to get food and use it.

"Ding! Players trigger role-playing tasks, complete a one-day child labor performance at the Baozi Shop, and get the boss's excellent evaluation, you can get the role and dungeon score!" (The task contains hidden clues)

"What does hidden clues mean? On the main line?" Qin Nuo thought to himself.

Since it is a role choice, it is still a role task, so you have to follow it naturally.

After putting away the ghost coins, Qin Nuo casually found a chair to sit down and started eating.

He wanted to eat slowly, but as he ate, he still started to eat.

Although the owner of the bun shop had a bad tone, he still felt good. He put a cup of soy milk on the table and said, "Eat so quickly, if you choke to death at the door of my shop, bad luck is a trivial matter. Your devil dad, you must be

Extort me a lot of money!”

"Eat slowly! Don't harm others!"

Qin Nuo nodded, picked up the soy milk and took a sip, and swallowed it.

I ate the last meat bun, bite a hard thing and knocked my teeth.

Qin Nuo vomited out a bit of pain, it was a ring.

Before Qin Nuo could react, the shop owner quickly took the diamond over and laughed twice: "I said the ring on the finger is gone, you guys are lucky, you are going to swallow it, that's it

It will take me a lot of effort to get it out!"

This is a bit chilling.

But it's more disgusting!

Qin Nuo guessed that the meat of the meat bun would naturally not be pork, but now he tasted a ring and still felt uncomfortable all over.

These days, it’s not easy to stutter in the thriller world!

"When you have enough, work, and be slow down, don't think about having a dinner!" The shop owner left this sentence, put the ring in his pocket, went to the kitchen, and continued to chop the meat.

Qin Nuo went to the backyard and carried a bucket of minced meat to the kitchen.

The iron bucket was placed on the ground, and blood overflowed. In the minced meat, a few black eyeballs connected to the nerves and stared at Qin Nuo directly.

The shop owner picked up a piece of meat and put it on the chopping board to chop it, saying, "The goods purchased today are good, and the buns you made should taste very good. These are the ones that those naughty kids are most greedy for."

Qin Nuo looked at the finger in the piece of meat, and his nails were still nail art. He wanted to ask where these goods came from.

But the words reached my throat and I still swallowed.

It is a topic that has nothing to do with the character, so don’t talk about it in front of the game NPC. It is a small matter to reduce the performance, and unexpected and terrifying things will happen...