It's a little hard to wear this wish quickly

Chapter 120 Takeshita Cao's Family 15
The child less than one year old went down the woman's back with a "boom" and merged into the boiling soybean milk, and was submerged in an instant without even making a cry.

White and tender baby paper, white soy milk, white water vapor.

The woman's horrific scream burst through the roof.

Pei Yuhuan stretched out her hand silently, she thought she knew the answer to this question.

Ah.

Return poetry to the distance.

Turns out she was too sweet.

It's not easy to meet a warm film set for this kind of adventure mission.

Horror thriller heart racing is the main course.

The woman's face was pale, she was staring at the pot, her eyeballs were protruding and bloodshot, her pupils shrank violently, her lips were trembling, and in just a short while, the rosy lips turned white and cracked.

The whole body trembled violently.

His hair was wet and sticky with cold sweat, and the veins on his neck were bulging.

The spatula in his hand fell to the ground long ago.

"Son...son..."

"My...my son..."

Pei Yuhuan pursed her lips and continued to act as a bystander who witnessed history.

Ran goose-

"It's all your fault!"

"It's all your fault!!!"

"Why didn't you remind me! You were standing by, why didn't you help me!"

I saw the woman's pale paper face suddenly turned to her, snake-like cold and sticky eyes firmly stuck to her body, as if looking at a corpse.

"you saw it!"

"You just watched my son fall into the pot, and you just watched!"

"Why didn't you catch him?"

"You can catch him!"

"My son is still so young... why didn't you die, yes, it was you, you were the one who died!"

She had a ferocious expression, and countless vicious curses spit out from her gray lips.

It looked like Pei Yuhuan had killed her son.

at the same time.

The hotter the iron pot, the bigger and bigger bubbles bulged out of the water, and then exploded.

Accompanied by the woman cursing like fingernails scratching the wall, a snow-white ball slowly emerged from the boiling water.

It is very white.

Like a tender tofu.

Gently swirling in the hot soybean milk, under the dim light, it looks even more tender.

"Woooo..."

A baby's cry sounded in the kitchen.

"It hurts! It hurts so much!"

"Mom, I'm in so much pain, the soy milk is so hot!"

"Why don't you look up to me, why, I don't want to die, I don't want to!"

"I want to come out, I want to come out!"

……

The snow-white "ball" howled, and every time it moved, lumps of flesh fell off its face and melted directly into the condensed bean curd.

The woman felt extremely distressed.

"Mom is here to help you, don't worry, Mom will get you out right now..."

As he spoke, he picked up the colander on the side and stretched it out towards the "ball".

Ok.

Just fit the "ball" inside, no more, no less.

only--

"Ah! Son, why do you only have a head left!!!"

"Ahh! Mom, why do I only have my head!!! My body! My hands and feet!"

Two equally pale heads turned towards Pei Yuhuan stiffly. The woman's eyeballs were dry and gray, and the "ball"'s eyeballs...uh, were burnt. The two "persons" curled their lips together, revealing weird and sinister smiles.

"Tell me, what should~how~do~~"

The hoarse and resentful voice of the woman mingled with the shrill voice of the child.

Poured into Pei Yuhuan's ears, it made her dizzy and aching, and she couldn't help but want to plunge her head into the cauldron in front of her and let the boiling water wash her mind.

If you wash it...

It won't hurt so much.

Dirt seems to have entered my brain, and it must be thoroughly sterilized and rinsed with boiled water before it can be cured.

The water is so white.

so white.

It seems to be shining, if you jump into it, will you be able to wash away your sins and become a Buddha immediately?Yes, this must be the way to heaven.

white stairs...

There is a Sanskrit sound coming from afar, is it an angel?right?

Pei Yuhuan closed her eyes, and her body involuntarily approached the cauldron. She leaned forward, her hair slipped from her shoulders, and she missed the surface of the water by a few centimeters.

The maliciousness on the faces of the woman and "ball" was even worse.

They whispered, like the call of a demon: "Yes, that's it, that's it..."

"You are a good girl, you will definitely be responsible for the wrong things you do, right..."

"My son is still inside, listen, he is begging you, he is crying, he is so poor, you will save him... no, you must save him..."

"Sister, I'm in so much pain..."

The mouths of the two "persons" were greatly split.

Gray eyes stared salivatingly at the girl who was about to stick her head into the pot. Get closer, get closer, it's just a little bit closer...

At the moment when her hair was about to touch the soy milk, the chaotic girl who seemed to have lost consciousness opened her eyes in a flash, her eyes were clear and penetrating, not as dazed as before.

There was a sneer at the corner of Pei Yuhuan's mouth, "Your son hurts, you mother doesn't care, it's none of my business, no, I can give you a hammer!"

After that, he grabbed the claw hammer in his hand and threw it directly at the woman whose face had become haggard as if she had been sucked dry.

The hammer was blessed with the yin energy of the Cao family's seven mouths, and it smashed ten more "excess" pickle jars in a row, hitting the woman's head hard like a bamboo.

"Ow...!"

She let out a shrill cry.

Half of his face was sunken.

The "ball" in his hand was thrown into the air.

Pei Yuhuan's eyes darkened, she clenched the hammer with both hands, aimed at the target, and caught it hard...

"nice shot!"

The "ball" was smashed hard against the wall, squeaking like an overripe white honeydew melon.

"However, as you said, I am still a kind-hearted, gentle, considerate and helpful girl. Since you are begging me sincerely, if I don't satisfy your wishes, I am really sorry for my status as a full-time employee of the wishing company. After all, there is no absolute enemy in this world, as long as you have a wish, you are my potential customers."

"Aren't you asking me what to do? As an experienced employee, I think it should be done."

She raised the claw hammer.

He slammed hard at the cauldron that was steaming and smelling mouth-watering.

The moment the hammer hits the pot.

A loud bang.

The white water vapor seemed to be frozen for a second, and then with a crash, it, together with the big iron pot, shattered into pieces.

The white inside lost the container before it reacted.

Pei Yuhuan calmly withdrew the hammer and pointed at the stove, "Because you didn't pay the commission, I'm sorry, I can only serve you half."

"But, even if it's half, you still earn."

"Didn't you want to find your son? Now, let's find it. If there are no accidents, they should be here."

woman:……

When Pei Yuhuan returned to the dark kitchen again, she glanced at the bamboo leaves in the pot and felt a little nauseated physically.

She will never eat anything related to beans in her life.

Quickly write the answers on the questionnaire and head outside.

There was originally a washing machine problem, but she didn't want to do it.

(End of this chapter)