The End of the World: I Have a House of Beautiful Tenants

After Wang Ermaizi returned home, he first made himself a cup of milk powder. After taking a sip, he lay on the soft sofa and put his feet on the glass table in front of him.

The furniture around him was very warm, and children's toys could be seen in the corner.

All this was out of tune with him. Obviously, this was not his home.

Probably because of his movement, a noise came from the room inside.

Wang Ermaizi frowned and shouted, "Shut up! If you make trouble again, I will kill your child! I will make it into broth!"

The movement inside the door instantly calmed down!

Seeing her quiet down, Wang Ermaizi withdrew his gaze with satisfaction and continued to drink the milk powder in the bowl happily.

He tasted it in small sips as if he was drinking some fine wine, and even squinted his eyes in enjoyment.

In the inner room, Bao's mother Wang Xiaoli sat in the corner with her child and cried silently.

She shouldn't have had that extra kindness in the first place! He shouldn't have exposed his home address in the group!

That man didn't have a child at all! He was just a gangster!

The so-called child didn't have milk powder to drink was just a cover, he chose the prey and laid the bait!

No wonder no one in the group spoke up at the beginning, no wonder no one helped him!

Tears blurred her vision, Wang Xiaoli regretted it so much!

On the third day of the end of the world, the day when the water and electricity were cut off.

The man broke into her house and locked her and the child in this room.

He occupied her home and ate her and the child's rations!

It's not that she didn't resist, but she was not as strong as the man, and the man threatened her with the child. She had no choice but to give in.

She also tried to bargain with him. She could not eat, but the child could not be without milk powder!

Who knew that the man just looked at the child in her arms coldly, "It's just right if it dies, we can still cook a pot of meat soup!"

Wang Xiaoli was afraid that he would really take the child to cook soup, so she didn't dare to say anything.

Fortunately, she was still useful.

Every day, the man would send her some food to ensure that she would not starve to death. As for the child, he didn't care.

Wang Xiaoli could only use her own breast milk to feed the child, but she herself was not full, and the daily milk was pitifully little.

The child didn't cry or make a fuss these two days. She was afraid that one day she would wake up and touch a cold corpse!

Today she really had no choice. When she got up in the morning, she felt that the child's forehead was hot, but she realized that the child had a fever.

She rushed to the door and slammed the door violently, hoping to attract the man and beg him to get some medicine for the child.

But no matter what noise she made, there was no sound outside the door.

She also thought about running away, but the door was locked tightly by the man, and the windows were nailed shut.

In addition, she had never eaten a full meal, and her hands and feet were weak, so she couldn't run out at all!

Wang Xiaoli had no choice but to put the child on the floor, strip him naked, and try to cool him down with the cold floor.

She chewed up the food the man brought her and fed it to the child bit by bit.

She did this for the past two days, and now she didn't care whether the child could eat or not, as long as he could survive.

At noon, the child's temperature dropped a little, and he could swallow the food he was fed.

However, he had a high fever all the time, and if he didn't take medicine in time, she was worried that the child would become a fool.

From noon on, she kept knocking on the door while taking care of the child's condition.

She had never been as eager to hear the man's insults as she was now.

But no, not at all.

She kept waiting, waiting, from dawn to dusk, but the man didn't come back.

Just when she thought the man was dead outside, there was a sound of the man coming back.

Wang Xiaoli was overjoyed, and she stretched out her hand and kept knocking on the door to attract his attention.

Who knew that the man was a heartless devil!

He actually threatened her again to cook her child into soup!

Wang Xiaoli didn't dare to knock on the door again, for fear that the man would really rush in and grab the child and cook it into soup.

She didn't dare to tell the man about the child's situation again, he really could cook the child into soup!

Wang Xiaoli held the child, her eyes were empty, she had lost hope in life, if the child died, then she would go with him, and she could continue to take care of him on the road to the underworld.

"Baby, I'm sorry, it's my mother who is useless, I can't protect you!"

Wang Xiaoli put her face on the child's cheek and muttered to herself.

How she wished she could be like a superman at this moment, with the ability to heal and cure her child!

"God, I beg you, I am willing to pay any price, just to let meThe child will get better!"

She closed her eyes and prayed in her heart, repeating it hundreds of times, but the child in her arms was still feverish, with no sign of improvement.

Wang Xiaoli was desperate, "Why? Why do you do this to us? Have we done something against the will of heaven and earth!"

Suddenly, a ball of milky white light appeared in her palm, and at the same time, a voice in her heart told her that as long as she put the light on the child, he would get better.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoli could not care about anything else. She put the light ball in her hand on the child according to her thoughts.

A magical scene happened!

The milky white light melted into the child's body and wrapped him up.

I don't know how long it took, but the light ball gradually melted into the child's body.

Wang Xiaoli reached out to touch the child's forehead and was surprised to find that the child's fever had subsided!

"Great! Great! "

She was so excited that she didn't know what to say, and kept murmuring the three words "Great".

Wang Xiaoli vaguely realized that something seemed to be different about herself, but she couldn't put it into words.

The sound of a key unlocking the door came from the door. Wang Xiaoli quickly wiped the tears from her face and returned to the bed with the child.

Wang Ermaizi pushed the door open and saw Wang Xiaoli sitting on the bed with red eyes.

He threw the bread in his hand to her, "Eat quickly, and come to my room after you finish eating!"

His eyes fell on the child in Wang Xiaoli's arms, and his eyes were horrible, which scared Wang Xiaoli so much that she shrank into the corner with the child.

"What are you afraid of? Isn't he still alive? I'll do it after he dies! "

After saying that, he walked out of the room with a wicked smile. He was not afraid that the woman would take advantage of this opportunity to run away.

She had tried it before, but he still dragged her back by her hair like a dead dog.

Thinking of the tender meat he had just seen, Wang Ermaizi licked his lips. There was not much food left at home.

Why not wait until the little bastard dies and cook it tomorrow?

You can still have a good meal!