Chapter 170 Is this really crazy?

Author: Bo Mi

There was silence in the room. The three members of the Zhou family were so hungry that they could only breathe lightly, as if they would die in the next second.

And Zhao Hui just lay on the kang quietly, looking straight at the roof, like a dead corpse, without a trace of wave in his eyes.

At this moment, a shouting voice suddenly sounded outside the house.

"Brother Hui, are you here?"

The sound was like a pebble falling into calm water, causing the silent room to suddenly move.

The three members of the Zhao family, who were dying, opened their eyes slightly. Zhao Hui, who was motionless, suddenly blinked his eyelids, and slowly sat up like a corpse.

When the three members of the Zhao family saw Zhao Hui sitting up, they all closed their eyes again as usual without making any sound.

This sound has happened more than once in the past two days. At first, the three of them struggled hard when they heard the sound, trying to make some noise to attract the attention of people outside so that they could help them, but it turned out that the person seemed to be deaf.

He showed no concern for what was going on in the room, said a few words to Zhao Hui and then left.

When Zhao Hui came back, he looked at him panting from exhaustion and smiled sarcastically, as if he was laughing at their wishful thinking.

After a few times, the three members of the Zhao family understood that no one could come to save them, and they gradually gave up calling for help. When someone came, they also learned to be quiet and not waste their energy. If they try hard, they can hold on for one more second.

One second.

At this time, Zhao Hui walked slowly to the door like a wandering spirit, opened the door, and walked to the wall next to the young man with a dark face and a short and thin body to talk.

"How is that man? Is he dead?"

Zhao Hui leaned against the wall at the door, asking about a person's life and death, as if he was asking about common things at home.

"Not yet, that man is quite strong. It will take a few days. I'm here to tell you another news." The young man said and looked around. When he saw no one, he immediately walked over to Zhao Hui and joined him.

A few words were whispered into my ears.

After listening to this man's words, Zhao Hui's eyes that were like dead water suddenly trembled, and then it seemed as if a touch of soul was injected into his body. The decadent and lifeless energy all over his body suddenly disappeared, and he seemed to be a different person in an instant.

"Really? Not dead?" Zhao Hui stared at the young man in front of him, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

The young man nodded vigorously and whispered: "I heard with my own ears that that couple seemed to be the parents of the man in the detention center. They said... who came back alive and demanded that Shen Yuling be released without charge."

When Zhao Hui listened to the young man's words, his heart beat suddenly and violently.

He didn't care about anything and ran out. After running a few steps, he suddenly thought of something and rushed back. He slammed the door shut and locked it, then pushed his bicycle and quickly left the small courtyard.

The thin black boy did not dare to go far when he saw this. He looked around, found a place by the haystacks in the yard, hid, and continued to monitor the situation in the house.

The three Zhao family members in the house didn't know what happened, but they actually provoked Zhao Hui to leave suddenly. They wanted to take this opportunity to save themselves, but because they had been hungry for so long, they didn't have the strength to move at all. They wanted to ask for help, but the sound they made came out.

It was so weak that only a few of them in the room could hear it, so it was of no use at all.

Along the way, Zhao Hui rode his bicycle as if it was about to fly, and the sound of the wind blew his coat as if it had a pair of wings behind him.

But Zhao Hui still felt that this was too slow, too slow.

He never knew that the road leading to Fang's house was so long and the speed of the bicycle was so slow.

This is a kind of suffering, a kind of suffering that desperately wants to go somewhere but can't get there.

Fortunately, no matter how long the road was, it would eventually end. Twenty minutes later, Zhao Hui finally arrived outside the Fang family courtyard, but once he got here, he was too nervous to go inside.

He was a little afraid, afraid that he wouldn't be able to see the person he wanted to see if he went in, or that the person who sent the letter had wrong information.

And just when he hesitated, he suddenly heard Grandma Fang's angry instructions coming from the room.

"Put on a gown. The fever has just subsided and stop flashing."

As Grandma Fang's voice fell, another familiar voice followed.

"I'll put it on again when I get back, I can't hold it in any longer."

After the voice fell, Zhao Hui saw the slender figure of a girl hurriedly towards the direction of the hut, while the grandmother from behind chased after her anxiously, holding her coat.

Zhao Hui just watched quietly as Grandma Fang chased her into the hut, and kept scolding the disobedient girl.

"You naughty kid, you're only a little short of this!"

"Okay, okay, I'm wearing it. Grandma, please get out quickly. It stinks!"

"What's wrong with you?"

As the old man kept complaining, Zhao Hui immediately saw Grandma Fang walking out of the hut, but she didn't go far, just waiting for the people inside.

Zhao Hui watched the scene quietly and listened to the sound of the two bickering. His eyes suddenly turned red and filled with water.

Alive, she was really alive.

Zhao Hui knew it was time for him to leave. This was really not the place he should stay, but he still wanted to take another look at the figure who was thinking about him day and night. Even just one look was enough for him.

Shen Yuxiu had a sound sleep this time. Apart from being suffocated to wake up, she didn't feel any discomfort. It was completely different from the groggy state of the previous two days.

After taking care of her physiological needs, Shen Yuxiu slowly walked out of the hut. Seeing Grandma Fang still waiting there, she immediately stepped forward and took her arm with a smile.

"Why are you waiting here? I'm not a child anymore. I can still fall into the pit."

"Shut up your stinky mouth, can you say a word?" Grandma Fang poked Shen Yuxiu's forehead in annoyance.

Now she couldn't bear to hear anything about where she fell, not even a small pit or puddle, which made her feel panicked.

Zhao Hui was like a thief, peeking through the gap at the courtyard door to see the harmonious scene of the two people getting along in the courtyard. It was not until the two entered the house that they could no longer see their figures or hear their voices, then he choked with tears of joy.

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This time, he seemed to have become a person again, a person with joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

Zhao Hui reluctantly glanced at this all-too-familiar yard, slowly pushed up his bicycle and left here again.

He knew that he was not qualified to ask how she was okay, but as long as he knew that she was still healthy and happy, living in the same world as him, and breathing the air under the same sky, he was satisfied.

When Zhao Hui returned to Zhao's house again, he seemed to have changed. He was no longer lifeless and could not move, but instead stared at the three people tied up in the room, sometimes with fierce eyes as if he wanted to eat people.

, sometimes crying and laughing sadly, and sometimes laughing softly as if eating honey, which frightened the three members of the Zhao family who were already dying, and sent chills down their backs.

Is this crazy? Is this really crazy?
Chapter completed!