[3] Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

Ch 560: A Tear

Zhou Zhi and Su Xiaolu had disappeared together. It was not difficult to guess that they were together now.

"Thank you, Senior. If there's a need, Jin Liu will definitely repay you with his life."

Jin Liu kowtowed to Elder Niu and said solemnly.

Although he did not know where his master and Miss Su were now, he knew that they were together, so he was relieved.

His master was a very long-lived person. Jin Liu also remembered this sentence.

Elder Niu smiled. "Of course you have to repay me. Wait a moment. I'm not interested in your life, and I don't want you to do anything for me. But I want a tear from you. Give me a tear, and we'll be even."

Although he was a slave, he was sincere and fearless. It was rare.

It was not too much to ask for just one tear. However, Jin Liu looked troubled. He looked at Elder Niu and said truthfully, "Senior, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. I have no tears left and can't cry anymore."

A person like him did not know what tears were.

Elder Niu waved his hand calmly and said confidently, "I have my ways. Just tell me if you agree."

How could he not know that such a person had crawled out of a pile of dead people? They bled and sweated, but they would not cry. However, this was for others. It was different when they met him.

Seeing Elder Niu's confidence, Jin Liu didn't refuse anymore. He nodded. "Alright, I promise you, Senior."

"Then wait a moment."

Elder Niu turned around and went into the cabin. Soon, he took out a small transparent bottle. There was already some water-like substance inside.

Elder Niu asked Jin Liu to sit down and close his eyes.

Elder Niu took a pen and drew a complicated rune on Jin Liu's face, making him close his eyes.

After a person closed their eyes, their hearing would become stronger. Elder Niu's nagging voice entered Jin Liu's ears. Jin Liu felt that the voice was getting louder and filling his entire mind. It said, "Go."

Jin Liu only felt that his mind was like thousands of mirrors. He saw many things from the past.

What he couldn't let go of the most was being abandoned at birth.

However, when this memory became clear in his mind, he saw the helplessness of a lowly woman.

She was not supposed to be pregnant, but she was pregnant with him.

Before the child was born, those mothers had already started planning. If it was a man, they would raise a fair-faced gigolo. If it was a daughter, they would nurture her into a prostitute. No matter if it was a man or a woman, they would not have a good ending. They would just be for the amusement of others.

Even if she loved him, she did not have the ability to protect him.

In the brothel, human lives were the most worthless. A woman's life was even cheaper than a rat in a smelly ditch. The people who received her were also inferior-class. They squeezed out the last bit of value they had. In the end, they were thrown into the mass grave with a tattered straw mat.

In that case, it was better not to be born.

Therefore, when he was born, he was personally smothered to death by his mother. He heard her say, "My son, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being born in the wrong place. Instead of living like an animal, why don't you end your reincarnation now and go to a good family in your next life?"