The System Exploded And I Became The System

The two staggered home.

The man did not reprimand the child.

With pale lips, he seemed to have no strength to reprimand.

"Dad, I'll give you some medicine." The boy's tears of regret fell down.

"Why are you crying? This little board is not enough to scratch the itch. Don't blame others. We are all from the same family. We should be punished for doing wrong things. Otherwise, how could our Lan family become a big family?" The man wiped it with his hands. Remove the tears from the child's face.

When the sleeve was pulled, the boy suddenly saw a bright red wound appearing on his arm.

"What's there to see? It's just a scratch on the hand by a branch." The man noticed the child's gaze and frowned.

The child was silent.

Those are obviously whip marks...

Some more time passed.

The boy was called over again by the young master.

The other person's scratched face was covered with precious ointment that his father could not afford for a month's wages.

And the servant serving next to the young master at the moment... is his father!

"Now your father disowns you as his son. He told me so personally!" The young master looked proudly at the child in front of him.

"Dad?" Xiaobao looked at the man in front of him with doubt in his voice.

"Who is your father?!" The man looked angry: "I'm not your father, go home!"

"Hahaha, did you hear that? You have no mother and no father. Am I right?" The young master looked proud.

"Dad?" Xiaobao was only eight or nine years old. Even though he was very sensible, his voice still trembled when he heard his father scolding him.

"Lantian, I want to play on the swing, you carry me over!" The young master looked at the little treasure's father behind him and ordered.

"Okay, young master." The man flattered and carried the boy in brocade clothes to the swing.

Xiaobao, who was standing there, stared blankly at his father who was playing with the young master.

"Why don't you go home? I told you I'm not your father!" The man looked at Xiaobao with a stern tone.

"Yes! Xiaobao has no father or mother!" the young master said with a cheerful smile.

"You are my father!" Xiaobao said firmly with a stubborn expression: "Why? Why do you have to be so humble? Aren't we all members of the same family? The head of the family says that each of us is the same and equal!"

"Didn't the head of the family say that the existence of the family makes our lives better? Why didn't I see it at all? How submissive do we need to be to have a better life? Since we are living like this, how can the existence of the family still exist? has no meaning?!"

The child's voice was hysterical.

The man listened and looked moved.

Just the trembling emotions were replaced by that firm and decisive voice: "Do you know what you are talking about? Where did you learn this nonsense? I don't have a son like you!"

The boy listened to his father's words, wiped away his tears, and walked towards home without daring to cry loudly.

"Lantian, the head of the family saw that you performed well and decided to give the elixir to you, but there is one condition in the end. I don't know if you can grasp it."

A servant brought the news to the ears of the man who was standing next to the young master, humbly accompanying him.

When he heard the news, the man's face was immediately filled with ecstasy!

sunset.

as always.

In the dilapidated house, Xiaobao, with red eyes, saw his father walking slowly from a distance.

After seeing each other, the boy immediately ran back to the house without saying a word.

Seeing the child's behavior, Lan Tian gave a wry smile, looked at the two bags in his hands, took a deep breath, and with some difficulty pushed himself to the door of the house.

Sitting on the threshold, the man had no strength to move.

Home, after arriving, I want to calm down.

"Hey, I bought you hawthorns and candies. Do you want to make candied haws?" The man rested for a while, then turned and shouted into the room.

a long time.

The child in the room walked out nervously.

When the man saw it, he smiled and pulled the boy into his arms, and rubbed the child's head vigorously: "You boy, you can actually speak such truth, you are so capable!"

After his emotions calmed down a bit, the man took a deep breath, not knowing whether it was because of sighing or because of the pain: "It's dad's fault. He brought you into this world over his own abilities, and made you suffer with him since you were a child."

After saying that, the man put the two packages next to him into the boy's hands, and said in a relaxed tone: "Here, ask your grandma to make candied haws, it will be enough to satisfy your craving."

After a pause, he carefully took out a small box from his body: "This is the elixir that our Lan family caravan begged from overseas immortals. Give it to your grandma. After eating it, the disease will be cured." .”

"Dad, why don't you give it to grandma? This is what you got."

When the child saw the small box in the man's hand, there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

That is to say, after eating this, grandma's illness will be cured.

They no longer have to suffer!

"I..." The man's lips turned white and he smiled: "Dad is a little tired and wants to take a rest."

The boy took the box containing the elixir and nodded slightly.

Go back inside.

"Grandma, dad bought hawthorn and sugar, we can make candied haws!" Xiaobao said happily.

"Hey, where are so many hawthorns? There's also sugar!" The grandma, who was lying on the bed, saw the child getting up happily with two oil paper bags.

"Also, grandma, look, this is the elixir!" Xiaobao handed the elixir he cherished to the old man.

"Elixir..." Seeing this thing, the old man had a complicated expression.

"If you take this elixir, you will have to lie in bed for a while before you wake up, right? I'll make candied haws for our little one first!"

A long while.

Three shiny candied haws wrapped in sugar water were placed in front of Xiaobao, who was swallowing his saliva.

"We have to wait a while until the sugar dries up. That will be the best time to eat." Grandma touched the child's head.

"Well! Grandma, go and eat the elixir. Once the sugar dries up, I'll ask you to eat it with daddy!" Xiaobao said with a silly smile.

Sharing seems to be more important than tasting.

The sunset on the horizon becomes more and more gorgeous.

An Jing looked at the three candied haws on the table, and Xiaobao was thinking about how to divide and eat them...

After a stick of incense.

Xiaobao picked up a candied haws on the board.

The hardened and brittle sugar cracked, and the candied haws looked so dazzling in the sunset, like a work of art.

"Daddy, daddy!" Looking at the candied haws that he thought was the best, Xiaobao trotted to take it outside the door.

"father?"

After arriving here, the boy's successive voices did not elicit the slightest response from the man sitting on the threshold, leaning against the wooden door.

He approached suspiciously.

But he saw his father with his eyes closed, as if enjoying the warmth of the setting sun.

"Do you think he just fell asleep? In fact, he is already dead!" This sentence appeared in the ears of countless people in the Ning family who were shrouded in darkness!

It was also after this sentence came out.

In people's fantasy pictures, their father slowly falls to the ground!

"No!!"

Everyone who was completely brought into the illusion cried out in surprise.

"And the old man in the room, has she recovered from her illness? Is what she took... really the elixir?"

The demon's voice is like gravel falling to the ground, rubbing people's cochlea over and over again!

"boom!"

Dark air surged from inside the house.

Accompanied by the old man's suffocating cry!

There is no elixir, it is a demon pill, and the owner is just looking for someone to test it.

"My child, your father and grandmother are both dead. We feel for you."

"Don't resent the head of the family. There is only one elixir. Who knew that eating it would lead to this result? And your father also volunteered to bear those whips. You can make money by being beaten. This job is already very good, and it is also because we are the same Belong to a family, otherwise people outside would not have such opportunities to make money, this is a family!"

"Again, we sympathize with what you are going through as a child, we really do!"

In front of the boy, the middle-aged housekeeper comforted him with a look of shame.

Next to him, the housekeeper's son held his stomach and laughed: "Dad, please don't fool this child."

"There is nothing in the world that I can empathize with."

"Yeah, there's no way in the world that I can feel the same way." The boy said hoarsely.

"So... you are not me!" Suddenly, the boy turned his head, his eyes directly crossed the illusion and pointed directly at everyone trapped in the illusion!

And the eyes of these people also suddenly changed.

"Hahaha, hit him, beat him to death!"

"You have no father or mother. This is a fact!"

"We are all equal, and the whole family will get better and better!"

After the sound came out, many people looked horrified.

They themselves became the perpetrators in the boy's memory!

"What is the meaning of family existence?"

"Don't you mean that the purpose of a family's existence is to make everyone in the family live a better life?"

"Why is there so much suffering left behind? If this is the case? Does the family still have a meaning to exist? Do you still have a meaning to exist?!"

"You should commit suicide!" After saying this, the man at the door slowly extended his hand.

Invisible manipulation causes anger, fear, hatred, and all kinds of complicated emotions to rise in people's hearts!

People fearfully hold up everything around them that can help them understand their lives.

Seeing the knife in their hands getting closer and closer to their neck or chest, people's hearts have been filled with fear!

They don't want to die!

But, they are the perpetrators! They actually did something so unforgivable that they should die!

Bao Xingchao's head was shaking like a rattle. He had done a lot of bad things, but he didn't want to die!

"Pa~" Suddenly, a hand was directly placed on the shoulder of this man with disheveled hair like a beggar: "I have listened to your story and I am very moved. After all, I wrote it."

"But there's a banquet going on at my house, can you show me some respect and perform again later?"