In desperation, Huang Tinghui could only mutter "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color" and lay down next to the little girl.

The night was dark, and it seemed to be drizzling again outside the thatched house.

Listening to the whistling autumn wind, I thought that my second uncle wanted to ask Aunt Liu to be the matchmaker.

Huang Tinghui was upset for a while, and he couldn't sleep.

At this time, the little girl lying on the other quilt had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Huang Tinghui couldn't sleep, so he tried to get over the little girl and got up to boil a pot of water to drink.

At this time, a burst of sleep talk came over, and the little girl suddenly curled up.

Her little hands held her head, looking like a baby.

However, with the faint light, Huang Tinghui could clearly see that the little girl's expression was extremely painful and frightened.

"Daddy, don't hit me, don't hit me!"

"It hurts so much, it hurts so much! Daddy, Xiaolian hurts so much!"

"Xiaolian is not a monster, Xiaolian is really not a monster!"

"Mom, please don't sell Xiaolian, please don't sell Xiaolian!"

"Xiaolian can work, Xiaolian can cook, wash clothes, and farm..."

"Mom, don't sell Xiaolian, you can do whatever you want Xiaolian to do..."

As she murmured in her sleep, Xiaolian's body was trembling, and her little hands tightly held the sheets, as if she was afraid that if she let go, she would be sold as goods by her parents.

It was like a sharp steel needle piercing Huang Tinghui's heart.

Seeing Wu Feilian's painful and fragile appearance, Huang Tinghui felt extremely distressed.

This delicate little girl, what kind of suffering has she experienced!

What a gloomy hell she spent those ten years in!

Involuntarily, Huang Tinghui hugged Wu Feilian.

He gently patted the little girl's back and comforted her over and over: "It won't be sold, it won't be sold!"

Hearing Huang Tinghui's comfort, Wu Feilian's painful expression softened slightly.

The hands that tightly grasped the sheets slowly relaxed.

Looking at the little girl curled up like a baby, Huang Tinghui whispered in her ear: "Little girl, don't be afraid!"

"From now on, I will never let anyone beat you or bully you again!"

"Whoever dares to bully you, I will fight him to the death!"

After Huang Tinghui finished speaking, the little girl moved slightly, her lips slightly opened, "Brother Tinghui..."

There was indescribable dependence and attachment in that tone.

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Chapter completed!