"Xiao Huan, where are you, Xiao Huan? Uncle knows that your aunt has imprisoned you in the woodshed. You haven't eaten all day. You must be hungry? Uncle has brought you food."
The wooden door was opened, and a man's voice came from outside the door.
This man's name is Feng Cai, and he is Shen Yulin's husband. He usually eats and is lazy, and often goes out to drink and play cards.
Shen Qinghuan remembered that the reason why she escaped from Shen Yulin's house this time and then stumbled and fell into the deep pit was actually because she wanted to avoid Feng Cai.
Ever since Shen Qinghuan could remember, she only remembered that she was a punching bag in this family. Whether it was Feng Cai, Shen Yulin, or even their son Xiao Bin, these three people either beat her or scolded her. She never I didn't get good looks from this family.
However, Feng Cai's attitude towards her during this period was a bit strange, especially when there was no one in the room, Feng Cai would always look for opportunities to hug her, and his hands were still very restless
Thinking of the place where she was touched, Shen Qinghuan couldn't help but shudder. She hated this feeling, not only hated it, but also felt disgusted.
Knowing Feng Cai's malicious intentions, in order to escape from the clutches of evil, this is the real reason why Shen Qinghuan ran away from home.
Now that Feng Cai sneaked into the firewood room suddenly, he must be lustful again.
Today's Shen Qinghuan is only a 6-year-old child, she has no confidence at all that she can fight against a grown man, the only thing she can do now is to hold her breath and prevent Feng Cai from finding her position.
If possible, it seems that she has to find a chance to escape.
"Xiao Huan, where are you? Come out quickly, come and see what Uncle brought you, it's delicious roasted chicken drumsticks, it's so delicious, Uncle is reluctant to eat it"
Is it chicken legs?
Shen Qinghuan touched the tip of her nose, and with her keen sense of smell, she really smelled the meaty aroma of chicken drumsticks, and her stomach made a "gurgling" sound uncontrollably.
Feng Cai pricked up his ears, and when he heard the sound coming from behind the wooden boards of the woodshed, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Walking slowly to the board, Feng Cai pretended to be gentle and called out: "Xiao Huan, uncle knows you are hiding here, don't be afraid, come to uncle, uncle will not let your aunt bully you again, be good "
Hearing this false voice, Shen Qinghuan was almost nauseated to the point of vomiting, especially when she thought of Feng Cai's hands and feet to her, she wished she could stab this beast to death.
Holding her breath tightly, Shen Qinghuan didn't allow herself to make any more sound, she was waiting for the moment when the wooden board would be lifted.
But time passed by every minute and every second, and not only was the wooden board hiding Shen Qinghuan not lifted, the air outside was as deadly still.
Shen Qinghuan waited quietly for nearly ten minutes, and then couldn't wait any longer. She wanted to take the initiative to push the wooden board to see the situation outside, but she was afraid that this was Feng Cai's trick to lure her to appear on purpose.
After hesitating for a long time, she finally poked her head out secretly and looked outside the board.
And looking at this, Shen Qinghuan saw a man lying silently in a pool of blood.
When the man was dying, he was still holding a chicken leg with golden leather and oily water on it.
Shen Qinghuan knew that this man was Feng Cai, but Feng Cai was fine ten minutes ago, why did he die for no reason?
The frightening thing is that Feng Cai didn't make a sound when he died, and there was no trace of struggle at the scene. Shen Qinghuan couldn't figure it out. What method did the murderer use to do this? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com