Chapter 24 Villain
Under the hillside, a bonfire was lit with figures scattered around it. Under the light of the fire, people who did not know each other sat together and hummed songs that had been sung in Nanwei City for many years. .
The pitch and volume of the singing are not uniform, but it does not appear noisy and chaotic, at least the atmosphere is in place.
A bonfire like this is burning on almost every hilltop in the suburbs. At this time, the suburbs are even more lively than the center of the city.
Milo soon found Kang and little Finn sitting by the campfire.
Kang sat cross-legged on the grass. After a busy day, he could finally sit down and take a sip of strong wine.
He stared at the fire on the altar calmly, no one knew what he was thinking.
Little Finn was running in circles around him. The naughty kid didn't feel tired even after jumping around all day.
......
After seeing Milo, Kang handed the wine bottle in his hand to Milo.
Milo was not polite, took the bottle, took a sip, and sat down next to him.
He could see that Kang was a little out of tune with the atmosphere of this festival. Perhaps because he was not a native southerner, he could not integrate into the almost carnival atmosphere of the Day of the Dead.
Not just this year, but also during the Day of the Dead in the past few years, he has been very silent.
Kang is a rough guy. On the Day of the Dead, he will silently prepare all the necessary items, then go up the mountain to cut firewood, clear weeds, and build an altar in advance.
He never sings Nanweicheng’s songs, and he can’t even hum the tunes.
But every year he would make a berry pie and put it in front of the altar, and he would drink wine in front of the berry pie.
Take your children home after dawn.
......
Kang stared at the bonfire: "I can hardly remember what she looked like."
Milo took two more sips and put out the bottle Passing it back to Kang, he muttered: "She must be pretty."
Milo had never heard Kang talk about his dead wife.
"It's beautiful, I won't lie." Kang shook the wine bottle in his hand.
"I know." Milo shrugged.
In his concept, being able to marry a bald man like Kang and give birth to a child with Emma's looks shows how powerful Kang's wife's genes are.
Kang heard the ridicule in Milo's tone, but he didn't care at all. He just raised his head and took a sip of wine and muttered:
"When she left, I felt like the sky was falling. It was not long after Finn was born... If Emma's cry hadn't woken me up, I might have gone crazy..."
Milo unconsciously glanced at Robben's grave on the hillside behind him and touched his nose.
He has not experienced being a father yet, but from a certain perspective, he has just experienced it.
Even at a certain moment, Milo could feel Robben's emotion when he collapsed.
It was an unspeakable and extreme sadness, a sadness that was enough to break the spirit.
Milo sat aside quietly.
Listen to Robben telling some incoherent past stories intermittently.
For example, how lovable Emma's character was when she was a child, how much his wife loved eating berry pie, etc...
Kang talked very fragmentary, and talked about whatever came to mind, but basically it was all They are very ordinary but have very warm memories.
Milo felt very comfortable listening.
At least compared to the father on the hillside, the man in front of him had a completely different happy life. At least he still had Emma and little Finn.
Milo doesn't know if something happens to Emma and little Finn one day, Kang will become a lunatic like Robben.
......
"I've always been grateful to you." Kang handed the bottle to Milo.
"Is the alcohol content of this wine today very high? You don't usually talk like this." Milo looked at the label on the bottle by the light of the bonfire.
"I'm serious." Kang grinned, then shook his head: "At that time, there were dead people everywhere. The three of us escaped from the town and walked for half a month. Finn was almost starving to death. We are still two miles away from entering Nanwei City... To be honest, when I broke my leg, I was really desperate. I kept telling Emma that I asked her to take Finn with her. Run forward, keep running, you must run into Nanwei City before dark, otherwise there will be no way to survive after the city is closed. If I hadn’t met you at that time..."
"Drag your family with me. It’s okay to walk two miles and stay at your house for five years.” Milo waved his hand.
After drinking, Kang seemed to have been opened up to talk, and he talked a lot.
He was drinking wine while talking:
"To be honest, at the beginning, your character was like a lost dog. You did nothing but drank. , I really couldn’t trust you at that time.”
"Hehe, I know, I know." Milo smiled.
Kang continued to talk nonsense:
"Hey, don't interrupt, let me finish first... But then I found out that you are not bad, you learn things quickly, and you have a good brain. Hey, especially...when did it happen? Oops, I can't remember it. It was about the Sherman family's trouble. Emma told me later. She said that you were planning to take Sherman away. That boy from the Man family was killed. I don’t care whether he kills or not. Anyway, he wanted to touch my precious daughter. If it were me, I would kill him too. So, you protected my daughter, and I owe you another favor. , From that moment on, I recognize you as Varrokan, I recognize you as my son, you are not a coward..."
"Look at what you said." Milo rolled his eyes wildly.
Why do you owe me a favor? I will really become your son after this is over, right?
"If it really doesn't work, you can be brothers with me. It's just that the Archives Bureau has a little trouble. After all, in order to sneak into Nanwei City, I told them that you were my son... But it doesn't matter. I can let Emma and Fen "En, please change your name to uncle." Kang said more and more outrageously, and then he reached out for Milo to hand the bottle back to him.
“Don’t do it.” Milo felt the palpitations he had just felt surge up again. He pushed the bottle back with his backhand and said with a bitter smile: “If you drink any more, you’ll have to put your boots down like last year. Throw it in the fire."
"Bring it here! I have a good drinking capacity. I only drink this once a year. I drink it with my wife, not with you." Kang wanted to steal it. After realizing that he couldn't grab Luo's wine bottle, he seemed to remember something. He took out another bottle from his coat, opened his mouth and bit open the bottle cap, and continued to drink.
After a few gulps, he turned his head and looked at Milo with drunken eyes:
“I tell you, the only thoughts I have in my life are Emma and Finn. As long as they are safe, I will do anything, just trust me.”
"Believe me, believe me." Milo nodded. "But Emma's illness makes me so worried." Kang rubbed his eyes and sighed longly: "Her mother also died because of this strange illness. I really can't watch my daughter. In the same way...my good daughter...the most important thing to me in this world is my family. If Emma is gone, I will really go crazy."
< br>Milo looked at Kang with complicated eyes.
The images he saw from Robben's perspective flashed back in his mind again...
He didn't know what to say.
...
As he spoke, Kang raised his head and took a few more sips. After swallowing, he looked at Milo blankly
"Where did I just say?"
< br> "Uh... speaking of family." Milo found that he had drank a little too hard in the previous few sips of wine, and now his face was starting to feel hot.
Kang slapped his forehead. Although he was still sitting in his original position, his whole body was shaking slightly from side to side:
"Ah, family, yes, I seem to have never heard you talk about you, and you never said where you came from. Don't you have family?"
"Are you polite?"< br>
Milo gave Kang a middle finger.
"No, I'm serious. You seem to have never mentioned it before. Just tell me."
Kang handed the bottle over and touched the bottle in Milo's hand. one time.
Milo shook his head: "Then you didn't bring enough wine today."
...
The two drank in front of the campfire.
I don’t know how long it took, but Milo found that little Finn beside him had fallen asleep quietly on the grass.
The little guy was finally tired from jumping around, and there were still some pastry crumbs on his face. Although the lawn was full of dew late at night, he still slept soundly.
Milo stood up, looked around, and waved to Yan who was staying with his family not far away.
Yan ran over quickly.
"What do you say?"
Milo pointed to Kang who was sitting on the ground: "You help me keep an eye on him. I'll take little Finn back to the tent to sleep first."
As he spoke, he reached out and picked up Finn.
"I might as well carry Uncle Kang back." Yan looked at Kang who was dizzy from drinking.
"No, he won't go back to sleep, let him sit here until dawn." Milo stopped Yan. He knew that on the Day of the Dead, Kang would stay by the bonfire until dawn no matter what he said. , because he felt that his wife was sitting by the campfire and he had to accompany her.
It would be useless to persuade him to go back to sleep at this time, and might even make him angry.
"That's okay." Yan nodded, sat down next to him, and picked up the bottle that Milo drank from before: "Uncle Kang! I'll drink with you. Hey, you even made a berry pie here. It looks delicious..."
"If you don't want to be thrown into the fire, don't touch that pie." Milo reminded him from behind.
"Okay, this pie is so beautifully made, so let's put it on display first." Yan Yan retracted his claws that had been stretched out in the air.
......
Milo carried little Finn and walked up the hillside.
The tent was set up not too far from the tomb.
Emma couldn't stand roasting next to the campfire, so she stayed alone in the tent to rest as in previous years.
Normally she would have fallen asleep by this time...
Thinking like this, Milo walked up the hillside. The more he walked, the more he felt something was wrong.
“That’s not right…”
There seemed to be several figures sneaking around in the tent in front. Although there were insufficient pipelines and heavy fog in the mountains at night, Milo still captured the static environment. Those moving shadows in it...
He slapped little Finn on the butt twice and woke him up, pointing in the direction of the bonfire: "Go quickly, your dad is calling you Eat grilled chicken.”
After being woken up, little Finn rubbed his eyes drowsily and staggered back to the bonfire.
And Milo rushed straight to the tent where Emma was.
……
After passing through the thick fog.
A few hidden figures quickly gathered around. They seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
At this time, the tent had been torn open.
A slightly familiar voice came into Milo’s ears:
“It’s finally here, okay... hold him down, I want him to look at me and call his sister Done, hahaha.”
……
Emma knelt on the ground, her arms tied behind her back.
A gleaming dagger was placed on her white neck, scratching left and right.
The knife-wielding man stood behind her, covering Emma's mouth with one hand to prevent her from making a sound, and stared at Milo ferociously.
(End of this chapter)