All this, Azan hiding under the cutting board can see clearly, he saw Feili fled in a panic, and immediately understood what she had found.

Just as Feili turned to escape, he jumped out, picked up the kitchen knife, and put it on Feili's neck.

At the same time, Azan also scolded himself for being careless. After killing the fat lady Manna, the blood on the ground was not wiped. After all, it is young and incomplete.

Philip saw the kitchen knife set on her neck, how dare she turn her face to look, and knelt on the ground with a bang, and kept kowtow.

"My grandfather, I have three children to raise. The youngest child is less than one year old. If you kill me, there will be no one who nursed him. Please let me go."

Azan saw Feili kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, he couldn't help feeling compassionate.

"Philip, there's nothing to do with you here, so hurry home, and treat tonight as if you haven't seen anything."

Feili turned her face just now, but she saw the kitchen knife from the corner of her eyes, and did not see what kind of person she was holding the kitchen knife. The large blood stains on the ground had already scared her out. She thought that the person holding the kitchen knife must be a big man. The man, never thought, what came from behind was the immature voice of a child.

In horror, she turned her face abruptly, but saw a young man covered in blood with a blood-stained kitchen knife in her hand. She was both shocked and ridiculous.

Shocked, a thin young boy actually said this to her, saying such a thing, and covered in blood, could it be that he killed Manna, the cook?

What's ridiculous is that, as an adult, this little baby was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kept kowtow.

Feili settled down, looked at the boy carefully, and immediately knew who he was.

"Ah, who did I think it was? It turned out to be Azan. Master is looking for you."

"I know, because I killed his inferior son, he wants to kill me for revenge."

"Then you dare to come?"

"Because my mother was killed by them, I want revenge."

"Where is the cook? Where did Manna go?"

"I killed it."

The expression on Azan's face was as calm as the chicken he had killed earlier.

Philip couldn't believe her ears, "Did you really kill Manna?"

"Is that still fake?"

"But Manna's weight is almost four times more than yours. How can you kill her?"

"Don't believe me? Long fat head and big ears are not necessarily my opponent. Killing is not the same as fighting. It's not that you get a big advantage."

Azan stretched his foot under the stove and kicked it lightly, and a **** head rolled out immediately.

"Oh, it's Manna's head. It looks like you really killed her."

Azan sneered, "Zhaba's family are all beasts, they must all die!"

Fili looked at the head, already scared, she tried to calm herself down, planning to take the opportunity to escape.

"Philip, you go quickly. I have no grievances with you and don't want to kill you. Please leave immediately. I hope you will forget all about tonight."

At this time, Azan didn't know what kind of woman Feili was. He was originally a kind-hearted child, so naturally he didn't want to kill innocent people. He just wanted to send Philly away.

Na Feili thanked her mouth, and when she turned around, she rushed into the yard and opened her mouth to shout.

"Kill! Help, sir, someone wants to kill you."

Upon seeing this, Azan immediately rushed out, chasing Feili, and hitting her back with a knife. Feili suffered from a pain and fell to the ground. This time, Azan didn't feel soft and slashed at Feili's chest with a knife.

Philip screamed, covered her chest, and was dying.

Azan pricked his ears and listened carefully, only to find that the sound of boxing guessing was still coming from the hall, and he was relieved. It seemed that the group of people were still drinking, and they didn't even hear anything outside.

Azan grabbed Feili's skirt and said sternly, "Feili, you are such a bastard, I kindly let you go, you want to call someone to catch me. Do you have a problem with your brain?"

Feili said with difficulty, "Because Master Zaba promised to marry me, I will soon be his second wife. I can live a good life wearing gold and silver. Master promised me to give me pocket money every month. With money, I can buy clothes and wear whatever I want. I have always yearned for that day."

"You bitch, wearing gold and silver is that important to you?"

"I'm poor enough, and I'm afraid of being poor. As long as I can live a good life, I'm willing to do whatever I want."

"Philip, you really are a woman with no shame."

Philip smiled with difficulty, "Is there a shame? Is it like your mother's old gauze, living a life of poverty, when she is old, she will be dug out and eaten by people, and people will be chopped into mud and fed to wild dogs. , That is the result of shame, do you understand? When I was very young, I also wanted to live with shame, but then I found that people with shame either starved to death or were poor for a lifetime, and suffered exhaustion. So, I Think, shame is not for the poor."

"Philip, it's no wonder those men call you a slut. It turns out that you fooled with them, all willingly."

"Yes, I have three children to raise. My husband is a poor man and can't make any money. I don't go out and fool around. What will my children eat? I don't want to go out to pick up trash every day like your mother did. Praise, you are still a child and don’t understand the hardships of the world. When you grow up, you will understand that living is a very difficult thing. Everything I do is despised by the villagers, but I just want to live. Just go on, as long as I can live a little better, I'm willing to do anything to tell me."

Azan is speechless. At only six years old, he really can't see the substantial difference between picking up trash and living a life. All his moral and ethical concepts were taught to him in the old veil of loyalty and kindness. He never felt that there was anything wrong with his mother's concept, but he was puzzled by talking to Philly.

"Perhaps, Philip has reason to do this."

When he recovered, he found that Fili's body had become cold.

"Philip, you bitch, I didn't want to kill you."

Azan had to sigh and drag Feili's body to the pyre and hide it.

Back in the kitchen again, Azan learned the lesson just now and immediately picked up the mop and wiped the kitchen floor clean.

Wiping the floor clean, and by the way, I carefully inspected the entire kitchen, and wiped the chopping board and salt jar I had touched.

"Now, there should be no problem, right? Huh? The soup will be boiled for a long time."

Azan added more water to the pot before hiding it under the chopping board again.