When I thought of all the evil things that bastard had done to me, which were so heartless and heartless, I was about to be burned to death with raging anger, so I gritted my teeth and started to grind.
His teeth became more and more unobtrusive, and he casually said some obscene words that were so ugly that they could not be put on the table at all.
He swung it at the bastard without any modification, trying his best to still get close to it.
Crazy to press that bastard and sarcastically belittle him to death I excitedly pressed down on that bastard and kept scolding him.
The scolding was so passionate that the blood in my body was boiling.
My whole face was red and hot.
From the beginning to the end, my mouth couldn't stop moving at a very fast and crazy rhythm.
The raindrops opened and closed like crazy without stopping for a moment.
Moreover, the derogatory and sarcastic words coming out of his mouth were all in different patterns and were never repeated at all.
It was only at this moment that I was surprised to find that I had quite a lot of words that I could carry out basket by basket, enough to fill eighteen carriages.
Thinking of this, I I couldn't help but admire myself deeply for being so knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and I almost fell into admiration.
I ignored that bastard and scolded him for a long time.
It wasn't until I realized that my mouth was dry that I stopped talking and smiled ingratiatingly at my mother, "Mother, the child is thirsty.
Go and help."
Let me pour you a cup of tea."
I pressed the corner of my dry mouth and licked it wildly, pretending to be extremely thirsty.
"You!"
My mother poked my head with her fingers again and again, her face full of helplessness.
After taking the tea from my mother's hand, I turned sideways slightly, then hurriedly drank the tea down like a thirsty ghost reincarnated, then let out a long sigh of contentment, turned around and retracted Inside the brocade quilt.
My mother held the empty white jade cup and looked at me blankly.
She opened her mouth again and again, but every time the words came to her lips, she swallowed them hard.
For a long time, she could not utter a word.
After a while, my mother looked like she was thinking hard and finally spoke to me: "Wu'er, is there really no chance between you and Mr.
Jun?"
The mother frowned, her face full of seriousness that could not be resolved.
"Mom, I hate that bastard to the core.
I will never fall in love with him blindly.
Don't worry, I will never do it in this life."
I said seriously and solemnly.
With that attitude, I wanted to move out of our Zhou family.
Eighteen generations of ancestors bitten their fingers and swore poisonous oaths to their spirits in heaven.
"Wu'er" "Mom, don't try to persuade me anymore.
My child is very determined.
Even if the seas and rocks are shattered and the earth falls apart, my child will never change even a little bit."
I gritted my teeth and spoke loudly every word.
"Didn't you say that that day, Mr.
Jun not only looked at your body, but also shamelessly stretched out his hand and touched it.
He touched everything that should be touched and shouldn't be touched.
He simply touched you.
Your innocence has been completely ruined.
Don’t you still insist on letting Mr.
Jun take responsibility for you?
Otherwise, you won’t be able to behave as a human being, and you are clamoring to kill yourself.”
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, even though the bastard looked at it and touched the child's body, it's not the child's fault.
It's all the fault of that bastard.
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Even if he wants to hit him head-on, he should still It's not about that bastard to kill him.
The kid is not that kind of pedantic person.
He is very generous.
When the bastard looked at him, he looked at him and touched him.
He then touched him.
The kid regarded that bastard as the king of our house.
The rhubarb is ready, I won’t mind at all.”
My face was full of damn open-mindedness, and I pulled my lips and smiled leisurely.
"Can my daughter's family's reputation be just like this casually?"
My mother said to me, both angry and speechless.
"Mother, this is an unchangeable fact.
You can't hope that your child will really hit him to death, right?"
"You!"
My mother's hand poked my head harder and harder.
"Why does mother insist on holding on to this matter?
Don't forget that what's deeply troubling the child now is not that that bastard Jun Mo took advantage of him, but his father and grandfather who insisted on forcing the child to go.
Marry that Miss Lin, you know, I really can't marry a wife, otherwise, my identity will be completely exposed."
I looked nervous.
"What are you afraid of?
If you want to be exposed, just go ahead and expose yourself.
This way, you don't have to work hard to pretend to be a man anymore."
The mother said lightly as if it was nothing to her.
"Although that is the case, if that time comes, grandpa will definitely not be able to withstand this fierce stimulation.
Maybe, he will be directly angered to death by the child, and the father will also hang the child up and beat him.
Ah."
My whole brow couldn't help but wrinkle again and again, almost wrinkled into a walnut.
"What are you afraid of?
The soldiers will come and cover up the water and earth.
If you really can't withstand it, won't you still be your mother?"
After hearing this, I couldn't help but look full of resentment and complained to my mother, "Every time the child is beaten to death by his father, my mother never comes out in time to help the child.
It’s not like the child managed to survive on his own.”
"You are blaming my mother" "That's not true."
I gave a long pause first, and then said to myself, "My child just feels that my mother kissing you was too much of an afterthought, and she couldn't help you in time at all."
Admittedly, what I said is completely indisputable fact.
"Then as an afterthought, my mother will go back to the room to rest.
You can wait here for your timely rain."
My mother said these words to me coolly, turned around and walked towards the door.
I was so frightened that I immediately screamed at her back, lowering my posture as low as I could.
He tried his best to save her and kept saying "I was wrong, I was wrong" one after another.
After putting me in a difficult situation, my mother finally gave up the idea of leaving and stayed, discussing with me how to reject the marriage with that girl Lin.
"Mom, otherwise, let that girl Lin open her eyes wide and take a good look at this child.
How much of a playboy, how much of a playboy, how much of a loser, how much mud can't hold up the wall, how heartless this person is.
This way , maybe it can make her give up the idea of marrying off the child."
I said excitedly, my mind was still thinking about ways to deal with this Miss Lin almost crazily.
In response, my mother just frowned slightly and remained silent for a long time.
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I knew that she acquiesced.
My mother took care of me every step of the way and carefully applied the best medicine for my wounds every day.
After two days, the wounds on my body were almost healed.
However, when I thought about the same person, The wedding date between Miss Lin was approaching little by little, which made me feel bad all over.
I even had trouble sleeping and eating, so I slapped my thighs and gritted my teeth, determined to force myself to do it.
The matter of Miss Lin breaking off the engagement should be resolved as soon as possible.
After I was fully dressed, I was like a wild horse running wild, rushing out of the door with great speed, and no matter how hard my mother tried to stop me, I couldn't stop me.
In the yard, my father was lying on a beautiful couch covered with fox furs, leisurely basking in the sun, closing his eyes and concentrating.
When a gust of wind blew so gently, the petals of the plum tree next to him scattered on the ground.
It fell towards my father's pocket, and it got all over his father's body.
It was such a poetic and picturesque scene, but I couldn't help but think of "coquettish", which is a word specially used to describe those girls in brothels who are all dressed up.
At this moment, my father, who was covered in bright red petals, was completely crossed.
I pulled my lips and smiled evilly, carefully holding the hem of my clothes, as if I were a thief, and tiptoed in front of my father, gently picked four petals from his clothes, and arranged them according to the pattern of a flower.
The shape was placed neatly on his forehead, and he gave his father the legendary plum blossom makeup.
My father's resolute face, even in a deep sleep, was still flat on the floor.
Coupled with the enchanting plum blossom petals on his forehead, no matter how you looked at it, it looked nondescript.
It was simply It makes people feel more uncomfortable than putting pants over their heads.
I placed the plum blossom petals on both sides of my father's face, creating the flying clouds that appear when women blush with embarrassment.
After doing this, my father's whole face, although more nondescript, had a more charming look.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but cover my mouth and laugh wildly, laughing until my stomach was full.
The ground twitches constantly, even though I have been very restrained.
I stopped, but inadvertently, I laughed hard and made a pig sound, which shocked my father.
He suddenly opened his eyes, which shocked me so much that I didn't pay attention and stumbled.
He took a few steps back and then sat firmly on the ground.
My father opened his round eyes angrily, with two raging flames still blazing in his eyes.
He rudely lifted off the cloak covering his body, and the petals stuck on it were like butterflies, accidentally rushing towards him.
It flew over me and covered me all over.
While I was still picking the petals that fell on my hair very carefully, my father had already taken long steps towards me, frowning again and again, and scolded me angrily: "Why, you're still hurt?"
I didn’t do it thoroughly, and now my skin is itchy again.
Do you want to taste the whip again?”
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, I'm not afraid that Father, you are worried about the injury on the child, so before the wound has healed, I hurried to Father, so that Father, you can relax a little bit."
I was very worried.
He spoke sincerely, and tried hard to blink his big, harmless eyes at his father to show his innocence.
"With my father's heart, I have to worry about all the big and small things in the Zhou family.
It's too late.
How can I have any spare time to talk to you?
You are completely overthinking."
Father used The palm of his hand was firmly holding his forehead, as if he couldn't bear to hold me down and look at her more.
After hearing this, I wanted to immediately hold my chest and vomit three liters of blood.
My father was really acting out of common sense.
Even a small way of expressing his love for me was enough to move me.
The touching feeling of filial piety is so touching that you should pay more or less attention to my wounds.
He just came up with such cold and heartless words and was not afraid of piercing my heart. into a sieve I looked at my father with a resentful look on his face, showing his disdain for me unabashedly.
I was even more certain that I was definitely not his biological child.
Otherwise, how could he treat me with peace of mind?
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