He walks against the light with her

Chapter 38
It is Zheng Yong who lives in No.17 hospital and his son who is studying in junior high school.

That child has been careless since he was a child. Now that he has reached puberty, he has too many thoughts, and his behavior is out of control.

Not loving homework is one of them.

For this matter, Zheng Yong did not know how many times he did it at home.

But is beating and scolding useful?
Those who are rebellious are still rebellious, and the more they fight, the more rebellious they become.

"Stop, stop!" From the shadows, it could be recognized that Zheng Yong was holding something like a stick in his hand.

His son ran ahead: "Dad, Dad, stop beating, stop beating! Oh, me, if I don't run, I will be beaten to death by you?"

"You bastard, I will talk back to you, see if I don't beat you to death!" The violent Zheng Yong waved the stick in his hand again and again, but the bastard ran so fast that every blow missed.

The child ran faster and faster: "I'm wrong and you still hit me, mom, mom, my dad is going to beat me to death!"

The winter night is cold and the alleys are silent.

Zheng Yong's son had a loud voice, echoes echoing in the wind.

People with good deeds opened the door to look, pointing.

Jiang Li stood at the door holding Miao Miao.

Her eyes bypassed Shen Yan, and kept staring in the direction of Zheng Yong and his son.

Shen Yan looked at her: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Li didn't speak, didn't look at him, her eyes were very calm, as if she had experienced too many mundane things and saw through all the peace.

I was broken, but I tried my best to piece it together, made up an incomplete me, and continued to live in this world.

Shen Yan became curious.

Miss Qianjin, who was born in a wealthy family in the capital, what exactly has she experienced to make her live like this.

"Ali..."

"It turned out that we could escape."

Her voice was so soft that only she could hear it.

Shen Yan didn't understand: "What did you say?"

Jiang Li withdrew his gaze and looked at him.

Since when did she feel the pain?
Hmm, don't remember.

In a dimly lit room, there is an altar with sacrificial offerings on it, burning incense candles on both sides, and an ever-burning lamp nearby, with a bright red flame dancing.

The slender girl knelt on the cold and hard ground.

No futons, no bedding of any kind.

Standing in front of him was a man in a black suit with a handsome face.

"Li'er, raise your head and look at your mother."

The girl didn't move, like a puppet, her eyes were dull.

The man repeated in a good temper: "Li'er? Are you disobedient? Look up and look at your mother."

On the wall above the altar, there is a black and white photo of a woman.

A crying face, sad and beautiful.

The girl raised her head slowly.

The man asked her: "Li'er, isn't your mother beautiful? Especially when crying, there is no woman in this world who can be more beautiful than her."

She didn't say anything, she was quiet.

Suddenly, the man smiled.

A few minutes later, he called the servant: "Old rule, let her kneel for an hour after the end."

In fact, this old rule is constantly changing.

Half a year ago it was [-] strokes with a belt, but recently it has been changed to [-] strokes with a ruler.

Do you know the ruler?
Used for cutting clothes in the old days, a wooden board with scales.

Let alone a girl, even an adult, it would be a heart-piercing pain to be touched.

Before the man left, he explained in a very light tone: "Hit her hard. If she cries, send someone to tell me immediately. If you are merciful, you can pack it up and you don't have to go to work tomorrow."

The servant shrugged his shoulders, thinking about this cruel father.

After all, people are always selfish.

The salary offered by the Jiang family was so high, between sympathy and money, the servant decisively chose the latter.

She grabbed the ruler and entered the room, and the weird sandalwood scent that permeated the air made people shiver unconsciously.

spooky.

"Miss, I'm sorry."

The girl drooped her head and remained silent.

"One, two, three..." The servant began to count.

The ruler hit the girl on the back again and again, and it was time to change the other children. The first time they were struck, they grinned and burst into tears.

But she remained expressionless, as if she couldn't feel the pain, allowing the scars to cover her entire back bit by bit.

Does it hurt?
Every time after being beaten, my father would ask me a sentence.

Girls will nod.

It hurts, of course it hurts.

She has feelings.

Are you crying?
This is the second sentence immediately after my father asked.

She shook her head.

No crying, not a single tear.

She is a demon, why would a demon cry?

"You don't look like your mother at all."

"If you don't know how to cry, then learn slowly, the days are still long."

Why be like a mother?

Girls don't understand.

But she doesn't think about it, because she has no feelings, so she doesn't care.

……

"Jiang Li?"

Shen Yan's voice.

"elder sister!"

Miao Miao's voice.

Jiang Li's eyelids moved, and she moved away from Shen Yan's eyes, which were always dull and dull.

"Sister, are you hungry?"

Miao Miao got out of her arms, from this angle, only Jiang Li's eight-quarter face could be seen.

The girl in front of her had a kind of aloofness of "don't get close to strangers", but she sighed, revealing the smoke and fire hidden in her heart.

She is also emotional.

Shen Yan stepped forward in a strange way, and asked softly: "Have you not eaten yet?"

Jiang Li didn't answer.

Miao Miao answered for her: "My sister slept all day after she came back in the morning and didn't eat anything."

Shen Yan looked at her usual pale face, it seemed as if something was falling down from her chest, it was pulling, and there were fine and dense pains.

"Why don't you eat?"

It was Miao Miao who answered for her: "I want fried rice with eggs, but I didn't buy it."

Children's language organization ability is not strong, but Shen Yan understands.

"Why didn't you buy it?"

"Aunt Sufang is talking to Brother Xiaozhu's mother," Miao Miao pursed her lips, sullenly, "Brother Xiaozhu's mother scolded my sister, saying that my sister is a goblin and can eat people, and that my sister is a broom star, and that I Dad was killed by my sister."

Speaking of dad, Xiaotuanzi wanted to cry.

She doesn't know what "restraining death" is, she only knows it's a bad word.

Shen Yan bent slightly and looked at Miao Miao level: "Little friend, what's your name?"

This brother looks really good-looking.

Miao Miao smiled crookedly: "My name is Miao Miao."

"Miao Miao, can I hug you?" Shen Yan asked, then looked at Jiang Li again, "I'll hold the child, you open the door."

Jiang Li nodded.

Xiaoyan Gou Miaomiao stretched out her hand towards Shen Yan.

She is very happy to let this brother hug her.

Jiang Li walked to the door, took out the key, and opened the door.

Shen Yan carried Miao Miao across the threshold: "Miao Miao, do you want fried rice with eggs?"

The chubby little dumpling nodded vigorously.

hee hee~
Brother hug and sister hug, it feels different.

"What about my sister, what does she like to eat?"

Miao Miao thought for a while: "My sister is a good child, and my sister has never been picky about food."

Walking into the back room, Shen Yan put Miao Miao down, then touched the hairpin, and handed it to her: "Return it to you."

Jiang Li said, "Thank you."

"I am leaving."

"Wait a moment."

Jiang Li entered the kitchen, and when he came out again, he was carrying a bag in his hand.

　Yuzi: "Shen Yan, your daughter-in-law was miserable before, please confess quickly."

　　Shen Yan: "I have my own rhythm, you don't care about handsome guys."

　　Jiang Li: "..."

　　Grapefruit:"……"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)