Mix the world with space

Chapter 1 Wedges
"Grandmother, Tangtang, eat..." Seeing the little dolls in front of the door holding pieces of candy in their hands, eating with relish, the little boy swallowed, his little hands clutching the corner of his clothes, looking timidly and longingly. Looking at the yawning woman sitting next to her, she asked.

The little boy under two years old, I don't know whether he didn't eat well or was malnourished. He looked very thin, his complexion was also unhealthy bluish white, his big black eyes were round and wet, and it was impossible to refuse him. Require.

The woman rolled her eyes, raised her hand, and slapped the little boy on the face, "Do you have any spare money to buy you candy? Then why don't you eat poop! Speech!"

The little boy covered his rapidly red and swollen cheeks with his pale hands. Tears were rolling in his eye sockets, and he insisted not to fall. Don’t cry. Someone called mother.

At the door, a travel-stained figure slowly appeared, a tall, indifferent man.

On the masculine face, there were three long scars, slanting from the forehead across the corners of the eyes, and extending to the left side of the cheek, greatly destroying the beauty.

The man put down the Lulu beast he had just hunted, silently picked up the little boy, and walked to the room without looking at the woman from the beginning to the end.

The woman was furious and shouted from behind: "Xiao Ye, bastard, what do you think of yourself, you are ugly, if you don't look at me, I don't want to see you!
If it weren't for my father, you would have died long ago!You dare to take Joe in front of me, you are ugly and poor, you go out hunting every day, and I haven’t seen you hunt four, five or six... BALABALA"

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Whose dream is this, who is in whose dream.

Yun Duo shook his head feebly, his sweaty hair stuck to his forehead, his face was pale, and he murmured: "Don't hit him... don't hit him, he's still a child... don't you scold him! don't..."

Heavenly Court, Moon Palace
The bearded old man looked at the scene in the mirror of three lives, and then turned his head to look at the little boy with lowered brows who shrank behind him, his heart suddenly became angry. pull.

"It's you again! You pull the wrong line every time! A good and happy marriage is led by you like this. Are you satisfied? Satisfied? Every time I want to clean up the mess! You, you, you! Hey!"

Hate iron but not steel.Looking at the image in the mirror, that's all, since it's my own fault, let's put water again, at most, at most, give some compensation.

Yuelao glanced around guiltily, then drew a series of symbols with his fingers, and tapped lightly——
(End of this chapter)