The original owner's mother was waiting impatiently.
When she heard the footsteps, she shouted angrily: "Mom, please hurry up.
I've been waiting here for a long time, and I'm still holding a little baby.
This My hands are sore” An Qing sneered after hearing what the original owner's mother said.
He stood at the door but did not open the door for her immediately.
Instead, he leaned against the door and pretended that no one was there.
"Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, please hurry up, you are so tired."
The original owner's mother heard that there was suddenly no movement again, and the door did not open.
She became more and more anxious, and hugged Xiaobao and said to Kicked the door open.
An Qing blinked after listening to the original owner's mother kicking her a few times.
She listened to the original owner's mother mumbling nonsense words.
When she kicked the door angrily again, An Qing turned to the side and opened the door suddenly. opened The original owner's mother had no preparation at all, and she kicked the door so hard that when the door suddenly opened, she couldn't control herself and fell directly in, and then fell to the ground with a "snap" , and the Xiaobao she was holding in her arms was thrown to the ground by her.
Xiaobao was a master who usually had nothing to lose.
At this moment, he was thrown out, with a head full of mud, and he started crying and screaming again while sitting on the ground.
In fact, when Xiaobao was thrown out, the original owner's mother had already controlled the force, and the fall was not heavy.
But his scream was as if someone had strangled his neck, which was harsh and heartbreaking.
When the original owner's mother heard her son Xiaobao's cry, she didn't care whether she was hurt by the fall or not.
She limped and ran towards Xiaobao, looking like a truly loving mother.
"Xiaobao fell.
It hurts.
Come and tell mom where he fell.
Mom, let's take a look."
The mother of the original owner looked at Xiaobao up and down, and then carefully rolled up her sleeves.
She saw that there was really no injury. , then he breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.
"Mom is bad, hit, hit, hit."
Xiaobao didn't appreciate the original mother's kindness at all.
He raised his little fist and hit the original mother.
His little eyes were full of resentment, but he hated the original mother. look.
There is an old saying that you are a child at the age of three.
Although this is not accurate, but Xiaobao is like this now.
You can only imagine what will happen in the future.
The mother of the original owner was torn apart by her son Xiaobao.
She just hid and said nothing to Xiaobao.
This made Xiaobao think that what she did was right.
Seeing that the beating didn't hurt the original owner's mother, she started to tear her apart.
The original owner’s mother’s hair.
The long hair was tied up and pulled hard by the strands.
The original owner's mother gritted her teeth in pain and kept begging the little baby, which made the little baby burst into laughter.
But after he smiled, But he didn't let go, but intensified, tearing hard with both hands.
The original owner's mother was in terrible pain.
She could only protect her head with her hands.
She didn't even see the person opening the door clearly, so she shouted: "Mom, please help me take the little baby away.
He is pulling my hair like this and it hurts me to death." " An Qing didn't respond, just looked at it indifferently, but Xiaobao raised his eyebrows and looked at An Qing.
After just one glance, he showed a look of disdain and said: "Bitch, bitch."
When the original owner was at home, he was often called a bitch by the original owner's mother and father, but Xiaobao, the original owner's younger brother, also learned from the words and deeds of his parents, but he couldn't understand it.
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It was just one word, but this word , also represents many meanings This means that for Xiaobao, the original owner is not a sister at all, but a person who he can disrespect and despise at will.
It can even be said that that is not a person's identity. tgt ttrgt: