hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 475 The Road to Escape ([-])
　Even if Tang Yumo wanted to commit suicide, she would not be able to commit suicide in her powerless state.

　The elder sister breathed a sigh of relief, locked Tang Yumo's other hand again, turned around and gave the younger sister a resounding slap!

　"Fool! Clean up!"

　After finishing speaking, Xiao Tao walked out of the basement without looking back.

　With tears in her eyes, Xiao Ju didn't rub her slapped cheeks, and started to sweep the floor silently.

　Tang Yumo said weakly: "I'm sorry, Xiaoju. I have troubled you."

　Xiaoju looked back at her, sighed and said: "Miss Tang, you must not say that, we are sorry for you, in fact, my sister is also very pitiful, if it is not for Boss, she, she... I hope you can Forgive her! She's not a bad person, really!"

　Tang Yumo didn't speak, his head was lowered.

　Xiaoju thought she was asleep, so she finished cleaning as lightly as possible, and quietly retreated out. After a while, she came back with a thicker blanket and put it on for Tang Yumo.

　She herself curled up on the hard wooden bed and gradually fell asleep.

　The moment she fell asleep, she was still thinking, the wooden bed is so hard, I can't sleep comfortably, Miss Tang is sleeping on the floor, I really don't know how to get over it. The sins that my sister and I have committed will never be forgotten in this life. I don't know.
　When she woke up the next day, she saw that Tang Yumo was still asleep, so she didn't wake her up. She went to the living room to say hello to her sister.

　Xiao Tao looked a little better after sleeping all night, and thinking that today is New Year's Eve in the domestic calendar, she promised Xiao Ju yesterday that she would celebrate as usual today.

　They all eat two meals a day now, so after eating breakfast and lunch in one meal, seeing that Tang Yumo was still lethargic, they didn't save her meal.

　Xiaotao ordered a few words and went out to buy vegetables in the local Chinatown.

　Xiaoju's mood also improved, and she tidied up the room. She also cut out many beautiful patterns with red paper. Although she didn't dare to hang them up, she still posted a few bright red paper-cuts in her sister's bedroom.

　The foreign man who had been guarding Tang Yumo with them was also very interested in seeing Xiaoju's paper-cutting, and clamored for her to cut some paper-cuts for him.

　Because the two of them could not understand each other's language, it took a long time for Xiaoju to understand what he meant, so while laughing, she cut out a few patterns for him and pasted them in the room where he usually sleeps .

　After such a toss, most of the day passed.

　Chinatown is far away from the city center. Xiaotao has been picking out dishes for a long time to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner, and bought some daily necessities, and she will come back at dusk.

　As soon as she entered the door, she saw another scene that made her furious! ! !
　She saw that her biological sister, Xiaoju, was crawling out of the basement with that difficult female hostage Tang Yumo on her back! ! !
　"Ning Xiaoju, you idiot!!!" Xiaotao rushed up and started working left and right, only to slap her sister's face with two ear scrapers!
　Xiaoju only had time to explain half a sentence: "Writer Tang is sick"

　But the elder sister's slap came even faster, and Xiao Ju's face immediately felt hot on both sides, especially the right side, because she had already been severely slapped by her elder sister yesterday, and now the old wounds are adding new wounds, and the pain is getting worse!

　She took a deep look at her sister, with sadness, entanglement, and firmness in her eyes.

　She just glanced at her sister like this, without any explanation, and walked out stubbornly and silently carrying Tang Yumo on her back.

(End of this chapter)