Seeing her frozen in place, the fat woman quickly took an umbrella from the house and ran out of the store, covering the woman's head, complaining: "Look at you, it may not matter if you get wet, but the child can't bear it."
Her words didn't sound nice, but they obviously meant well.
The woman followed her into the canteen as if she had not heard anything. She picked up some food from the shelves and walked to the door and said to the middle-aged woman: "I lost my wallet..."
"Eat."
It's the same rhetoric, but a completely different answer.
Before she could finish speaking, the fat woman smiled and said, "I know you are in trouble even if you don't tell me, otherwise no one would be walking around in the rain, let alone holding a child."
"But you're not a good mother at all. You can't let your child get wet in the rain."
The fat woman shook her head. As she spoke, she lowered her head and glanced at the child in the woman's arms. Then she was stunned and said with some confusion: "The child is not wet. How could it be..."
A smile appeared on the woman's pale face and she said, "How about it? I'm quite competent as a mother, right?"
"Competent, competent."
Hearing this, the fat woman also laughed and said, "But don't get wet in the rain anymore, you will catch a cold. Just sit here with me for a while, maybe the rain will stop soon."
Perhaps hearing the fat woman's affirmation of herself, the woman smiled even more happily, adding a bit of life to her pale face.
"Xiaoyu, I'm fine."
"Is this still light rain?"
But the fat woman didn't listen. She turned around and took out a stove from the house, and lit it at the door. The charcoal fire was bright red for the woman to keep warm.
"Let's go home when the rain stops," she said.
There were very few customers in the store, and almost no one came. The fat woman sat next to the woman and chatted with her casually.
"By the way, where is your husband?"
The woman was stunned and remained silent for a long time before replying: "He's gone."
The tone is full of complex meanings.
As if she understood the meaning of these words, the fat woman quickly changed the subject, looked at the child and said, "Your child is so cute, white and tender. Many people will like her when she grows up."
"Really?" the woman laughed, "I don't ask for him to be liked by everyone, I just hope that no one hates him."
The fat woman said helplessly: "Your requirements are really low."
"Then let me make a more difficult wish," the woman said hopefully. "I want to keep watching this child grow up."
"This is indeed not a simple request." The fat woman sighed, "In today's world, children who grow up with their parents can be considered happy."
"My husband, who joined the army, had to go out every day to deal with monsters that appeared out of nowhere. It's an honor to join the army, but it's hard on the child, who is always clamoring to see his father all day long."
The woman remained silent.
The fat woman smiled bitterly and said: "At least in today's world, it is not easy to grow up with your children. You have to work hard."
She thought for a while: "Let me tell you, it would be great if all those monsters died one day, otherwise we would not have a good life at all."
After a moment of silence, the woman suddenly asked a very strange question: "What if monsters also have children?"
The fat woman was stunned: "Of course we have to kill them all together, otherwise wouldn't there still be monsters when we grow up?"
She didn't know why the other party asked this question.
The raindrops fell, and the woman was silent for a long time. She touched the suspicious child's cheek and spoke softly.
"No matter what, I will always be with this child."
When the fat woman heard this, she couldn't help laughing.
"Really, that's great."
"Yes, that's great." The woman said softly.
As the words fell, blood spattered.
The sound of wind and rain seemed to have stopped, and even the fire was gradually extinguished, just like the life that was passing away.
The smile on the fat woman's face froze. She looked at the bloody hole in her abdomen, and then looked at the woman in front of her who suddenly became ferocious-looking, her eyes losing focus.
"Thank you for the hospitality."
This was the last sentence she heard, and then she closed her eyes for a long time with doubt and confusion.
The woman swallowed, resisted the urge to stuff her bloody hand into her mouth, and left quickly.
Lu Zhan watched the scene in front of him quietly, and was about to follow the woman to take a look, but suddenly he felt something in his heart and turned his head to look in one direction.
I saw a petite figure appearing in the deserted corner.
It was a little girl with bloody eyes.
Chapter completed!