Chapter 171: The Widow and the Widower

Qin Yu smiled mischievously, "Congratulations to Brother Xi from Sheep Village for grabbing the lucky bag."

Amidst the envious and jealous gazes of the crowd, Qin Yu invited him to co-host the stream.

The screen displayed a gloomy-looking child in his early tens.

Clearly at an age that should be as vibrant as blooming flowers, his face carried an indescribable sense of heavy tragedy.

The little child raised his head in slow motion, the setting sun behind him casting a sallow, sickly yellow glow over his features.

Only then did the netizens in front of their screens clearly see that the little boy's face was covered in scars.

"I want to know when my mom and dad are going to die."

"??? Such a dutiful son?"

"Yet I feel like there's a reason for a child to hate his parents this much, right? Look at those bruises on his face—could he be a victim of domestic abuse?"

"Upstairs, my guess is the exact same as yours!"

"That's hardly likely, is it? What kind of parents would abuse their own child like that? Unless he isn't their biological son."

The comment section buzzed with various guesses.

Qin Yu simply watched quietly, then pressed her lips together. "They have physiognomies of longevity; they will live to be a hundred before being buried."

The boy clenched his fists fiercely. On hands that should have been chubby, there were only protruding, jagged bones.

"Is there any way you can kill them? Once they die, I can inherit their estate, and then I'll gift you lots of virtual items. Deal? Big sister?"

The boy's expression was so sinister and malicious that many in the live broadcast room gasped in shock.

"Is this something a child should ever say?"

"I just took a look at my son watching Macca Pakka on the sofa, and I'm so grateful he doesn't have the urge to commit patricide and matricide."

"Protect me, wife, I'm so scared!"

"Me too, me too!"

"Am I the only one who noticed the boy didn't send a 'True Love Descends' gift, yet the streamer gave him a free fortune-telling session?"

"Oh? A rare sight of the streamer being so generous! What, did the sun rise from the west today?"

Seeing through everything, Qin Yu looked at the comment section with a hint of grievance and replied, "Don't you guys know minors can get refunds?"

She was just avoiding trouble.

Besides...

She looked at the little boy. "Are you sure?"

Hearing Qin Yu's inscrutable words, the boy's gaze towards her sharpened. Abruptly, he rolled up the sleeves of both arms, instantly revealing his bruised and battered forearms, a shocking sight that tugged at one's heartstrings.

"I have never been more sure than I am now! They did this! Parents like this deserve to die!"

"Goodness! Why would they hit him so ruthlessly?"

"Putting aside whatever mistakes this child might have made, at such a tender age, he shouldn't be beaten like this!"

"As a mother, I can't bear to watch children suffer. Whenever my little girl cries, my heart breaks for ages."

"What on earth did this child do wrong? How could there be such cruel parents?"

Just as Qin Yu was about to speak, a super loud roar echoed from the other end of the live stream: "Goudan, where the hell have you wandered off to again? Get over here and wash your sister's diapers!"

A woman's voice shrieked at the top of her lungs.

She looked at the boy as if he were her mortal enemy, wishing she could get rid of him once and for all.

The little boy quickly hid his phone away before obediently walking over.

Seeing the boy acting so obediently today, the woman was stunned. As the boy drew closer, she instinctively took half a step back. "What did you take today? Why are you being so obedient?"

The boy ignored her completely