The forty-sixth bowl of soup (two & three)
Mother Zheng was trembling slightly all the time, she knew what Zheng Jiashu was doing without looking at him, and Mother Zheng knew better than anyone why he did this. She lowered her head and tears fell to the ground. Fang Huai is not a rich man. The reason why he married him was to find someone to rely on, but Fang Huai was not someone he could rely on.
After many people have gradually made money to build buildings, their homes still have brick floors. I don’t know how many years these red bricks have been laid, showing a kind of bleak whiteness. When tears fell on them, a huge imprint was formed instantly, which was wet. Fortunately, the small room where Zheng Jiashu lived was very dark, and it was very expensive to save electricity. Do not turn on the lights, so Zheng Jiashu did not see Zheng's mother's expression.
It really hurt too much, Fang Huai bullied Zheng Jiashu like a plaything, and didn't treat him as a human being at all. A fourteen-year-old boy is still a child who has not grown up, and Fang Huai is in his prime, tall and burly, and Zheng Jiashu can't resist at all. The more he resisted, the stronger the violation would be, which he suffered a long time ago.
Without medicine, Zheng Jiashu could only wash hastily. The pants he was wearing before had been soaked in blood. For this reason, he could not stand or walk. He could only feel more comfortable when lying on his stomach.
But even so, he had to endure the pain to go to school the next day. The teacher will not give him a chance to ask for leave, and he doesn't know what reason he should use to ask for leave.
"Mother."
Hearing her son calling her, Mother Zheng immediately wiped the tears on her face with her sleeve, pinched her thigh fiercely, stopped her trembling lips, walked up to Zheng Jiashu, squatted down, and touched her son's face, "Mom is here."
"Don't do stupid things." Zheng Jiashu said. "Don't let me live alone in this world, I don't want to be separated from you."
After hearing this, Zheng's mother shed tears again: "Little tree..."
"Mom, don't feel guilty. It's not your fault. It's someone else."
Mother Zheng suddenly felt that something was wrong with her son. No one knew what her child was like better than her. Her Xiaoshu was well-behaved, sensible and obedient, but she was too shy and shy. He would never have such strange eyes. Zheng Jiashu didn't care what Zheng's mother was thinking, held her hand, looked up at her: "Mom has to promise me, otherwise I will commit suicide immediately."
"No!" Zheng's mother was anxious. "You child, why—"
"I know what mom wants to do." Zheng Jiashu smiled insincerely, "but I don't allow mom to do this. If you want to kill him, why not do it. I'm not yet fourteen years old, so I don't need to bear criminal responsibility, at least After a few more years of labor reform, I can return to my mother, don’t you think so?”
Looking into Zheng Jiashu's eyes, for a moment, Zheng's mother really believed that this child would do what he said, but she immediately shook her head: "No! Mom will never allow you to do this! You still have a bright future— "
"If you are a juvenile delinquent, you won't have a criminal record." Zheng Jiashu smiled and narrowed his black eyes. He is really a beautiful child, especially when he smiles, he is clean and pure, like an angel. "Won't that save trouble? Mom can visit me often, and when the time comes, I can come back to you."
Mother Zheng still shook her head, she would never let her child's hands be stained with blood. As a mother, what she has to do is to protect her child, rather than let him go on a road from which there is no turning back. "Little tree, you are obedient, you don't have to worry about these things anymore, mom will take care of it."
"No." Zheng Jiashu lowered his head slowly. "Mom, leave it to me."
Mother Zheng didn't want to agree, but for some reason, when she saw the smile on the corner of Zheng Jiashu's mouth, she no longer objected as if possessed.
It's just that from this day on, she takes her son with her anytime, anywhere, and would rather not set up a stall to sell vegetables than let Zheng Jiashu and Fang Huai be alone. On the day Fang Huai woke up, he was still in a panic, afraid that Mother Zheng would call the police. Then he thought, wouldn't the mother and son still have to live on their own, so he continued to be bold, and even broke the pot, thinking that Mother Zheng already knew it anyway. After passing Zheng Jiashu so many times, I don't care about adding another one.
Mother Zheng was still washing vegetables in the kitchen, so he directly pushed Zheng Jiashu down on the dining table. The half-grown boy is as fresh and tender as a flower, especially this boy looks better than a girl, Fang Huai couldn't help swallowing, seeing the slender collarbone looming in the boy's shirt. He's not gay, he's pretty sure he likes a woman, but Zheng Jiashu, I can only say that this kid is too attractive.
Just as his hands were about to tear Zheng Jiashu's shirt, Zheng Jiashu suddenly smiled at him.
This smile made Fang Huai's eyes widen. He has been messing with this kid for two years. Every time Zheng Jiashu sees him, he feels like he has seen a ghost. In Huai's memory, she only saw it when she first got the certificate with Zheng's mother.
At the moment when he was in a daze, Zheng Jiashu kicked his vital parts accurately. Fang Huai wailed, and fell down covering his crotch. Zheng Jiashu straightened his clothes gracefully, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and stepped forward to give Fang Huai another kick. .
"It's been less than a day." Zheng Jiashu tilted his head and said. He didn't go to school today. It would be too easy to be bullied by dragging this body. He would rather recover from his injuries before going. It's just that he didn't expect Fang Huai to be so courageous, and he started going crazy again today.
Mother Zheng came out of the kitchen with a steaming meal in her hands. She glanced at Fang Huai on the ground, with hatred in her eyes.
The mother and son dragged Fang Huai to the bathroom together, and found a rope to tie Fang Huai's limbs tightly. After binding, Zheng Jiashu said: "Mom, let's go eat first."
After eating, Fang Huai just woke up. Seeing that she was tied up, she was so angry that she couldn't stop struggling. Seeing Mother Zheng walk in, she immediately yelled, "What the hell did you do to me? Believe it or not, I beat you to death? Hurry up and kill me!" Untie!"
Zheng Jiashu's thin body appeared from behind Zheng's mother, holding a box in his hand, and opened it in front of Fang Huai. Rao Zheng's mother couldn't help being startled when she saw the things inside: "Xiaoshu, where did you come from?"
"Don't worry, mom, a friend lent it to me." Zheng Jiashu smiled.
Well, a "little" friend.
Of course he was not a fool. When he was chosen by God Meng Po, although his soul was chaotic, his consciousness was very clear, and he heard what God Meng Po said to the child. She said: It is responsible for the ghosts to help them so that they can complete the task as much as possible.
So a little request should be fine, right? He just wanted some professional surgical tools. Zheng Jiashu has always wanted to practice the medical knowledge obtained from Luo Xi in the previous world.
If the other party is pregnant with this kind of person, nice words are useless and cannot influence him. It is useless to call the police. The police in this era will not save you because of your domestic violence, let alone expose the matter. I am afraid that Zheng's mother will die because of public opinion. So the best way is to make Fang Huai disappear from this world.
In the Wangchuan River, he had made countless ghosts disappear. They devoured each other and killed each other. Now they are just killing individuals, which is really nothing to Zheng Jiashu.
He smiled at Zheng's mother and said: "Mom, the next scene will be very bloody. You should go out and watch some TV. If anyone comes, remember to tell them that 'Dad' and I are not at home."
Mother Zheng refused, she picked up a sharp scalpel, trembling, but insisted: "I want to be together too."
Fang Huai opened his mouth to shout for help. The sound insulation of their house is not very good. If he shouted loudly, the neighbors nearby would definitely hear him. But compared to his shouting speed, Zheng Jiashu was faster. He put on his gloves, and while Fang Huai opened his mouth, he clamped his tongue with tongue pliers and pulled it out. Fang Huai's mouth was full of blood, but he casually threw the severed tongue away where he had prepared it long ago. in the container.
Then she grinned at Fang Huai: "What do you think I will do to you?"
Mother Zheng said, "I will treat you as you do to Xiaoshu." After she finished speaking, she took the wooden stick she had prepared with a fierce look in her eyes.
During the years of marriage with Zheng's mother, she has always been a traditional and gentle woman, who accepts everything and never fights back when beaten or scolded. But Fang Huai never thought that one day he would see the word "vicious" on Zheng's mother. The expressions of their mother and son are so terrible, they are serious, they really want to take revenge on him!
There was never a moment when he regretted what he had done more than now. Fang Huai hummed and kept rubbing back, but there was a wall behind him, so where could he rub against
On weekdays, he has a violent personality and is arrogant and unreasonable. No neighbors are willing to interact with his family, and no one will come to him for ten days and a half months. They were used to hearing the sound of Zheng's mother being beaten, even if they heard someone wailing, they would not come over.
With Luo Xi's excellent medical knowledge, Zheng Jiashu knew exactly where to start the cutting to ensure that it would be painful but not really dead. He even had a smile on his face. For him, this was not a cruel Massacre, but a scientific practice, saw a human being separated under his own hands, and he was keen to study where to cut the knife so as not to let the other person die.
Mother Zheng gritted her teeth and watched, she was actually disgusted by this kind of scene, but she was not afraid at all, she only had hatred for the other party and herself in her heart.
Three hours later, Fang Huai, who didn't have much flesh left on his body, was dying, but he wasn't dead yet. He was covered in blood, and he was already exhaling more and breathing less.
Zheng Jiashu pressed a flat utility knife to Fang Huai's carotid artery, and said goodbye with a smile.
He turned slightly sideways, perfectly avoiding the gushing blood.
It took another two hours to clean up the scene, and put Fang Huai in a box by the way—the kid will help him dispose of it without leaving any clues. From then on, everyone will know that Fang Huai took away all of Zheng's mother's savings As soon as they left, only their poor mother and son were left to depend on each other.
Oh, and this crappy house.
Just after killing someone, Zheng's mother was unexpectedly calm. She and Zheng Jiashu tidied up the house together without changing her face, and then suddenly started crying.
The neighbors were used to her cries, and no one thought of coming to see her. After all, no one could beat Fang Huai. Although Fang Huai was a scumbag, his fists were really powerful.
It wasn't until the next day that people found out that Fang Huai, that scumbag, had stolen all of Zheng's mother's savings and left the two of them at home! Not only that, but he also took away his own ID and bank card, that is to say, after Fang Huai emptied the house, he left mercilessly!
The neighbors scolded Fang Huai one after another. Fang Huai's family members rushed over when they heard the news. No one doubted Mother Zheng and Zheng Jiashu. Everyone can see how good the mother and son are, so Fang Huai is really not a thing.
After a few days of turmoil about this matter, Mother Zheng also reported to the police with great interest. After the police issued a missing person notice, they gradually disappeared. In this era when news and communication are not so developed, ten One yuan can buy three catties of pork, so naturally no one would look for trouble to find the whereabouts of a scumbag.
Without Fang Huai, Mother Zheng no longer had to save money secretly, nor did she have to worry about her son's safety. The mother and son are polite and helpful, and the neighbors are very willing to interact with them. If she can't be at home, Zheng's mother asks the neighbors to take care of her son. The vegetables she sells are fresh and juicy, and the price is fair, so the business is very good. Although the profit is small, she works hard from morning to night, without Fang Huai's threat, Zheng's mother doesn't feel tired at all.
Zheng Jiashu rested at home for half a month, all the injuries on his body healed, and he went to school when he could no longer see them. He has the memory of the real Zheng Jiashu, so he naturally knows how this kid was bullied at school. It's a pity students can't carry knives, otherwise it would be fun to scare young children who already know how to bully.
On Monday morning he had breakfast and went to school in a clean uniform. Zheng Jiashu is good-looking and has a good personality. No matter who asks him for help, he nods. He is also very polite to girls and never swears, so the girls in the class like him very much. But this kind of Zheng Jiashu is a hypocritical and contrived sissy in the eyes of boys. They think that pulling the shoulder straps of girls' underwear, lifting girls' skirts, and swearing are the symbols of men.
The more popular Zheng Jiashu was with the girls, the more disgusted they were about him.
I haven't come to school for half a month, and the female students are very worried about him. When they saw him coming, they all expressed their greetings. Everyone already knew what happened to him. This small county is not big. Men who run away with all their money are rare, so it's very fresh.
Zheng Jiashu expressed his thanks one by one. He has always been a gentleman and gentle towards women, the real Zheng Jiashu is like this, and so is the male ghost.
But this attitude made some people feel uncomfortable. They looked at each other and blocked Zheng Jiashu who was going to the bathroom in the men's bathroom after class.
Just looking at these little bullies, I knew they were going to bully people again. Those who went to the toilet ran away quickly, and those who didn’t have time to go back also went back—it’s better to go to the next class, it’s better than entangled with these people.
A big boy pushed Zheng Jiashu so hard that he hit the wall and almost fell into the latrine. Seeing this, the boys burst into malicious laughter. The big guy said, "Girl, come on, show us what panties you're wearing today!"
They laughed again, this was a trick they used to play, Mother Zheng had been buying cartoon underwear for Zheng Jiashu, and after being taken off to see it one time, they especially liked to play like this when they humiliated him again. Zheng Jiashu pushed away his hand on the waistband of his trousers, and smiled for the first time.
He is introverted and timid, and rarely smiles. The last time he laughed, Fang Huai was tortured to death.
This time he laughed again, not knowing who was going to be unlucky.
"why are you laughing!"
Someone saw his smile and asked questions out loud.
Zheng Jiashu is different from them. These boys are careless, learning to smoke and drink, get their ears pierced and tattooed, and desperately hope that they can be treated as adults. They are full of curiosity about sex, so with their smattering of knowledge, they start to lust over girls. The thoughts in the minds of immature boys are pornographic and despicable. They hate learning and preaching, and they just want to prove themselves with brotherly loyalty. They began to complain about social injustice at a young age.
But Zheng Jiashu was not like that. When they wore ear studs and tattoos, smoked, drank, stole family money and went to Internet cafes to play games, Zheng Jiashu was always clean. When they insulted the girls with dirty words or made some dirty gestures, Zheng Jiashu became friends with the girls. When they saw the teacher, they were disgusted and wanted to blow up the school, but Zheng Jiashu said goodbye to the teacher, good teacher-how could they not be disgusted.
This is a heterogeneous, shouldn't the heterogeneous be burned to death
"I'm laughing at you." Zheng Jiashu was not afraid even though he was surrounded by boys. He moved his shoulders, and the light in his eyes was indescribably strange.
Even though this body is thin and gentle, it is still a genuine physical body. After a thousand years of fighting and fighting in the Wangchuan River, Zheng Jiashu is no longer himself. What remains of him is not human nature at all. How can you talk about human nature with a ghost
To be selected from that river is to have fought to the extreme, so vicious that he no longer recognizes the extreme evil.
"It's just a group of idiots." Those who have a living life but don't know how to cherish it, and insist on hitting the muzzle of a gun, the idiots who really should be swallowed. Zheng Jiashu's eyes were cold. He exuded the darkness and gloom from Naihe, and some people even seemed to see the layers of black energy emanating from him.
The black air enveloped him, and even the eyeballs were extremely black, without any luster, like the heaviest but most beautiful glass beads.
It only took Zheng Jiashu three minutes to beat the group of arrogant boys to the ground. If it was him in the Wangchuan River, the ghosts he had torn apart like this would have already become his food and been devoured, so they would just fall to the ground and scream like this.
Despicable and ignorant human beings are so ignorant and do not know how to cherish.
He turned and went out of the toilet, washed his hands, and returned to his seat before the class bell rang.
With the experience of fighting fiercely in the Wangchuan River, coupled with the medical knowledge of the previous world, Zheng Jiashu knew very well how he should attack in order to teach the enemy a lesson without letting others see anything. The child was beaten enough, but there was no scar on his body.
If it wasn't for school, he thought, he would have killed them without saying a word.
Killing and blood is the best way to calm him down.
In the first world, a beautiful person like Luo Xi appeared. Zheng Jiashu controlled himself. Although there was Zheng's mother in this world, Zheng's mother would not accompany him at any time. He tried hard to control, but he was just a ghost. , is not a saint after all.
Nor is it God.
If he makes a mistake, it's logical, isn't it
Soon, Zheng Jiashu discovered another wonderful thing. He looked at the topics in the book and found that he knew everything. But he knew very well that this was not the real Zheng Jiashu's memory, but belonged to him before he was alive.
He knows all of them, even more advanced ones are fine. Zheng Jiashu believes that he has the strength to get a good grade in the exam if he takes the exam immediately.
Zheng's mother has been worrying about Zheng Jiashu's declining grades, but this time there is no need.
It's just... why would he? What did he do during his lifetime
Can't remember, still can't. Even though this is already the second world, some things still can't be remembered. But even if he didn't know anything about his former self, the resentment didn't subside in the slightest. The crazy desire to go back is still there too, even getting stronger with time.
Zheng Jiashu held the pen and closed his eyes. The teacher on the podium noticed that he was distracted, and immediately asked him to do the questions on the blackboard.
That was the new knowledge introduced today, but Zheng Jiashu was not at all uneasy. He walked up to the podium, took the chalk, and wrote down the steps to solve the problem in a few strokes—then he found that he could write well.
The teacher was dumbfounded, because this is not only the correct answer, but also more concise and clear than what he said, which is easy to understand! He glanced at Zheng Jiashu with admiration, and even led his classmates to look at Zheng Jiashu with awe.
Zheng Jiashu returned to his seat and continued to be lost in thought. He knew that he would not be able to remember it. He knew it as early as when he was doing the task. The memory was gradually retrieved as the task progressed. Now it is only the second world. How can it be so fast.
But he just couldn't help thinking about it, and he even began to doubt what kind of person he was before he was alive.
Immediately after class, girls came to ask questions with exercises they didn't understand. Zheng Jiashu withdrew his mind and patiently explained to them. He is so good-looking, has a nice voice, and has a gentle expression, how can he not be liked? He was different from those annoying boys, and the girls felt very comfortable talking to Zheng Jiashu.