The master of metaphysics is solving the case again
Chapter 192 Love makes people crazy 41
"came back."
An old and hoarse voice sounded in their ears. Lin Qishu moved her eyes and looked towards the source.
The one who made the sound was an old man.
The man didn't look at Lin Qishu, but stared at the big pot in front of him, holding the handle of the spoon in his hand and stirring constantly.
The cauldron exuded a steady stream of heat and rising water vapor, making the figure of the old man somewhat blurry in the mist.
Lin Qishu's face was calm and her eyes narrowed slightly.
"Mother Meng?"
Lin Qishu's tone of voice rose slightly, as if there were some questions, but if you listen carefully, you can find the certainty in her tone.
"it's me."
The figure behind the mist seemed to pause for a moment, but soon, her movements returned to normal.
"Should you give me an explanation?"
Lin Qisu's face was cold and her tone was calm, but the cold air emanating from her body made people know that she was in a bad mood, and it was particularly bad.
"I can't give you an explanation. Besides, sir, did you ask the wrong person?"
Po Meng's voice was unhurried and unhurried, with the hoarseness typical of an elderly person, and a strong sense of story came to her face.
"Perhaps, only you, my lord, can explain all this clearly."
Po Meng continued speaking, her hands moving slowly.
"Oh, is it so?"
Lin Qisheng was no longer lazily leaning on the trees. She stood up straight and seemed to be interested in listening to Po Meng continue to speak.
"nature."
Po Meng's answer was straight.
"Sir, are you interested in listening to me tell a story?"
With that said, Po Meng stopped stirring and looked at Lin Qishu through the water vapor with a pair of cloudy eyes.
"not interested."
Lin Qisheng's face was indifferent and her tone was calm, but in fact, she was already annoyed to death.
How come everyone has a story!
Is it reasonable that I still have to listen to it myself? !
Po Meng's turbid eyes looked forward, seemingly focused on Lin Qisu's face, but in fact, they were looking farther away.
"That's a very cheesy story."
A slightly hoarse voice slowly emerged behind the water vapor.
Po Meng is just a position and is fluid, and the current Po Meng has only been there for thirty years.
Her original name is——
Zhang Jing.
In the illusion just now, Lin Qisu saw Meng Po, also known as Zhang Jing, injecting drugs into her father. When she achieved the purpose of controlling him, Lin Qisu couldn't bear it and forcibly broke the illusion.
The following story is still flowing in Po Meng's mind.
Her old and wrinkled face no longer had the initial numbness, but had a touch of nostalgia.
"For those who have tasted a lot of bitter food since childhood and have never tasted a little sweetness, a little bit of sugar can capture her."
Po Meng didn't know what she thought of. In her hoarse voice, she commented on herself when she was young and had not become Po Meng.
Xi Ming.
The first person to die in the illusion was the beginning of the tragedy in Po Meng's life.
Po Meng's father was an alcoholic, and her mother was just one of her father's many lovers.
The young Zhang Jing has always hated and feared her father.
What Zhang Jing couldn't figure out even more was her mother who had died long ago.
Zhang Jing said in a slightly sad tone when she heard the neighbors around her exuding false sympathy towards her.
"Your mother, she is such a rare beauty. When she first came here, no one was attracted to her." "And she knows a lot of things."
"At first glance, she looks like a lady."
"I've never done heavy work before."
This was said by an aunt who was over fifty years old. Her face, which was full of wrinkles due to overwork, revealed a complex emotion.
Not like sympathy alone.
All kinds of emotions were mixed together, and in the end there was only a sigh.
"Oh, I really don't understand how someone like your father could be so lucky."
"You are a poor person too."
The aunt sighed and glanced at Zhang Jing with complicated eyes. She shook her head and said nothing more.
Then, holding her knees with both hands, she stood up slowly, holding the worn stool under her, and walked home slowly.
There was no emotion on Zhang Jing's face. She kept staring at the aunt's back and looked away when she saw her entering the door of her house.
"interesting."
Zhang Jing's little face curved up into a small smile.
Used it.
This aunt also knows that everyone in this building, without exception, is a poor person.
Zhang Jing lowered her head and glanced at her tiny arms, which were covered with shabby clothes and staggered scars hidden inside.
"Going to cook."
"Otherwise I'll get beaten again."
Zhang Jing stood up and patted herself, her butt was a little cold because she was sitting on the stone.
Zhang Jing has become accustomed to being beaten, and she even thinks that it is an inseparable part of her life at certain moments.
Later, when Zhang Jing grew up and learned more knowledge, she understood that this was a morbid psychology.
Be obedient and obedient to avoid being beaten so severely.
However, at this time, Zhang Jing walked into her dilapidated home.
Zhang Jing felt a bit of hope in her heart. The meal she cooked today was more to the taste of Zhang's father, so he wouldn't be beaten again.
Zhang Jing found the only remaining vegetables on a dilapidated table, took a kitchen knife that was huge for her, and started cooking.
At the right time, the dilapidated door was pushed open with great force from the outside, and the strong and unpleasant smell of alcohol instantly filled the entire house.
"Where's the food?!"
Father Zhang staggered in with a wine bottle in his hand. His face was red and his consciousness was lost.
"We have already done."
Zhang Jing swallowed uncontrollably and stirred her fingers together uneasily.
"on the table."
She looked up and saw her father, who was tall to her, pointed tremblingly at the food on the table.
Father Zhang was sitting on a stool and put the wine bottle in his hand on the table, making a crisp collision sound.
Zhang Jing's little body trembled slightly.
Any slightest movement from Zhang Jing's nominal father would make her frightened.
Don't want to get beaten!
He didn't want that fist containing huge energy to fall on him.
Zhang Jing was quietly looking forward to it in her heart.
Father Zhang put his hands on his face and rubbed it vigorously. He felt a little more awake. He squinted his eyes and saw the food on the table clearly, and the anger in his heart immediately rose.
"I worked hard all day outside, and when I got home I saw your face, the face of your dead father and mother."
"What bad luck!"
Father Zhang pointed his finger at Zhang Jing and cursed mercilessly, as if the person in front of him was not his daughter, but his sworn enemy.
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