Dressed as the vicious female supporting role in Mary Su's novels

Chapter 8 Helping my younger brother resolve childhood shadows ([-])
An Yan was very obedient and sensible when he was a child, and he learned to cook on a stool at the age of three, but it was a pity that he got a gambler adoptive father.

When the creditors came to collect debts, his adoptive father would hide outside, leaving An Yan at home alone. The child almost grew up under threat.

According to the original plot, after An Yan was taken into the house by An Changxiu, his adoptive father asked An Yan for money in various shameless ways. There was a sloppy adoptive father before, and the bullying by vicious sister and stepmother later. Isn't it just a poor little boy who takes the beautiful, strong and tragic route, it's strange if he doesn't look crooked.

Just as An Lan was thinking about it, the person behind her tugged at the corner of her clothes and called weakly, "...Sister."

"What's wrong?" An Lan turned her head.

An Yan's tone became weaker: "I...can we go back? I don't want to come here to play..."

An Lan sighed helplessly, this silly boy really thought he was here to play, the eldest lady of which family would sharpen her head and dig into the garbage dump, it's not just looking for trouble.

"An Yan, good boy, let's go back after going to a place with my sister, okay?" An Lan coaxed patiently, the little boy behind him could only nod obediently.

People in the slums wear ragged clothes, the streets without fences are full of garbage, and there are various abandoned buildings and sheds made of cardboard boxes.

When she was a child, An Lan traveled with her parents and saw the slums there in the United States. Perhaps it was because this was a small world constructed according to her thinking, so the scene here was not much different from what she remembered.

The rate of turning heads here is [-]%. Almost all passers-by who pass by them will turn their heads. If it weren't for the fact that they were surrounded by a few tall and burly bodyguards who looked very unfriendly, otherwise An Lan would not I can guarantee that she can walk in such a dangerous place arrogantly.

An Lan followed the description in the plot to find her younger brother's former residence, while An Yan followed carefully.

When she entered an alley, An Lan stood in front of a rusty iron gate. She stood at the gate with her waist in her arms, looked at the closed door and said, "Open."

The leading bodyguard paused for a moment, then stepped forward with some doubts: "Miss?"

An Lan's tone became sharper: "Open it, I want to go in."

Hearing her order, several bodyguards glanced at each other and agreed, and the one standing in the front stood up and kicked towards the rusty iron gate.

With the sound of "boom", the iron door fell down, and then there was a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol inside, as well as dust rushing towards his face, An Lan was choked back a step, raised his hand and slapped it in front of his face Twice.

Although it was daytime, the inside of the door was dark because of lack of lighting.

Seeing that An Lan was about to go in, the driver behind him quickly stepped forward and grabbed An Lan. He bent over and begged.

"My eldest lady, my little ancestor, what are you going to do in such a broken place, it's so dirty inside, what if you get infected with bacteria, let's go back quickly, if the owner finds out, he will definitely be angry!"

An Lan pulled out her hand with a helpless expression on her face.

Knowing that she can't be persuaded, she will use An Changxiu to suppress others. The dog leg in An Changxiu's setting is quite eloquent, but now that she has come to this point, she has no plans to retreat. If she doesn't get rid of her brother's psychological shadow, she will continue There are more troubles.

"Don't worry, if you don't tell me, no one will know. If you don't want to go in with me, you can go back and wait."

As soon as An Lan finished speaking, she went in on her own. She didn't notice that the little boy behind her became panicked.

For An Yan, returning to the previous place will not bring back his good childhood memories, but like being dragged into the deepest nightmare.

He was in a dazed terror, like a wounded man who instinctively trembles when a finger approaches his wound.

(End of this chapter)