Decadent beauty goes crazy in thriller game

Chapter 14 014. [Doll House]: Wrapped in Ropes
People began to give this aunt advice.

A hint of sadness flashed in Jiang Jiu's eyes.

This kind of scene can really make people feel uncomfortable.

These people, they don't see the pale-faced pregnant women who are forcing themselves to smile, and they don't care whether the young babies are willing to be touched.

They just want to act according to their own likes and dislikes.

If you are slightly dissatisfied, you will rely on your "experience" to point fingers.

It evoked some memories that Jiang Jiu thought he had forgotten.

"This child has droopy eyes, maybe he wants to sleep?"

"Not at this time. The time when a child falls asleep for the first time after birth is very important! If you just fall asleep like this, you will definitely not be able to become a genius in the future!"

"Really?"

"That can still be false." The woman who spoke had an exaggerated expression on her face, "In our hometown, this is passed down from generation to generation. Mom, please listen to me and let the baby wake up. Let's change the time. Go to sleep again.”

Jiang Jiu didn't even bother to complain about this rotten tradition, but a stench hit his face.

But that person still looked like "I'm doing it for your own good" and was unwilling to give up.

The woman on the hospital bed declined politely: "I don't think any of this is important. It would be great if the child can grow up safely and happily."

"Oh, what do you know? We are all passed down from the older generation, and I tell you it is very effective!" Seeing that her opinion was dismissed, the madam became a little embarrassed, and earnestly advised, "Don't think my old lady is too long-winded. , I saw that your mother-in-law’s family has a good relationship with our family, so I took the trouble to remind you.”

"If it were anyone else, I wouldn't be meddling in such nosy matters!"

If it continues, it will escalate to her ignorance and the conflict between the two families.

Jiang Jiu raised his eyes and saw the helplessness flashing in the woman's eyes.

"Then what should I do?"

Seeing that what she said was recognized and taken seriously, the smile returned to the woman's face.

I saw her taking out a long and thin rope from the backpack she carried and wrapping it dozens of times.

"You, wrap this and the rope around the child. If she wants to sleep, just pull the rope..."

The woman's face suddenly turned pale: "How can this be done! Isn't this strangling my child?"

"This kid doesn't know pain, so it doesn't matter."

The woman held the rope in her hand and approached the mother and daughter step by step. She kept mumbling: "We are elders for your own good. When your husband was born, his parents were reluctant to let the child live. I fell asleep at the wrong time, but now I am no longer capable of becoming a warrior. If you had listened to me earlier, maybe your family would have become prosperous and lived a comfortable life!"

"no, do not want……"

Jiang Jiu trembled when he heard the woman's voice, and used his big hands to protect his small body in his arms.

"All mothers feel sorry for their children, and so do we. Only by laying a good foundation now can our children become successful in the future!" the woman vowed, and then winked at the people next to her.

One of the other two people held down her mother, and the other quickly grabbed Jiang Jiu from the bed.

"No!"

"My mother, just be patient, Aunt Ping won't harm you!"

"No, that's my child, don't... give her back to me!"

The struggle tore open the wound on her abdomen, and the woman's tears mixed with blood flowed down.

Jiang Jiu opened his eyes and watched the woman open her swaddling clothes with a smile, straightened the rope, and looked at her head and body again and again, as if he was measuring where to start.

"Baby, it doesn't hurt at all. You'll be fine soon." The woman's eyes were crooked and she smiled like a weasel.

The woman held Jiang Jiu upright, making it easier for Aunt Ping to perform the next step of tying her up.

Aunt Ping was muttering something while comparing the rope. After measuring the length, she planned to wrap the rope around Jiang Jiu. "don't want!"

The child's mother was so painful that she almost fainted on the bed, but there was no one around her to help her.

To this day, Jiang Jiu is still thinking about what kind of family would allow a mother to have no family to accompany her after giving birth.

So that these crooked people have an opportunity.

The rough rope tightened around the skin, and within a few moments of movement, horrifying red marks were left on the baby's delicate skin.

After a while, Jiang Jiu's limbs were tied up with thick hemp ropes by Aunt Ping, just like catching and tying chickens in the countryside. They tied up his feet and then his whole body, not giving the prey a chance to resist.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Jiu was already tied up like a rice dumpling stuffed with human flesh.

Aunt Ping looked at her "masterpiece", smiled with satisfaction, and put one end of the rope into her mother's hand.

"Hold this end and tug it when the child wants to sleep." Aunt Ping warned gently, like a caring elder.

The mother looked at her child with trembling lips, but when the rope was put into her hand, her face instantly calmed down and she gently stroked the hemp rope.

Just then, a ray of sunlight slanted in from the window of the ward and sprinkled on the bed.

The woman on the bed was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, her head slightly bowed, her eyebrows gentle.

If you ignore the rope in her hand and the baby tied up with hemp rope on the bedside, this is the most heartwarming and daily scene for thousands of mothers after giving birth.

Aunt Ping nodded, not feeling anything wrong with the scene in front of her: "This is how you look like a mother."

Jiang Jiu saw with his own eyes the attitude of this "cheap mom" changed drastically.

The woman stared at her motionless and asked, "Aunt Ping, when is the right time for my daughter to sleep?"

Aunt Ping did the math and then said: "Four to six in the afternoon. It is best for the child's future fortune to fall asleep during this time. It is best not to sleep for more than four hours."

After the words fell, Aunt Ping felt a chill on her back.

She turned her head suddenly and saw that there was nothing behind her.

Except for that hospital bed.

The woman lowered her head and looked at the child.

Aunt Ping frowned, moved her gaze downward, and suddenly met a pair of cold, bone-hardening black pupils.

She was shocked.

In the blink of an eye, he looked again, but all he could see was the baby's tender, white and plump cheeks.

Aunt Ping was stunned for a moment.

Did she see it wrong?
Jiang Jiu closed his eyes and tried his best to keep his mental state stable.

On the other side, Aunt Ping was still worried about the scene just now. People in their profession have to be careful about everything. She thought about it, stood up and walked to the woman, and said with a smile: "Let me hold the baby. Just now They have all hugged me, but I haven’t yet.”

The words were spoken to adults.

But his eyes were staring straight at Jiang Jiu, who had his eyes closed on the bedside.

A child, tied up like this, doesn't cry or make trouble?
Is it because he has a quiet temperament, or is it...something else?
Aunt Ping narrowed her eyes, with gloomy malice gathering in her eyes.

"it is good."

The woman nodded obediently, almost obeying Aunt Ping's words, and then turned around and sent Jiang Jiu into Aunt Ping's arms.

Jiang Jiu felt a cold gaze wandering back and forth on his face.

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