"It's reasonable for you to think so."
Lu Zheng did not criticize Kang Xintong. This is just a child who enjoyed the love of his parents when he was young, but lost his close relative overnight and could not understand his mother's pain. The thinking of children is different from that of adults. Adults can live on the sidelines in order to live, but the world of children is black and white, and there has never been the concept of "grey". Lu Zheng is also a father, so he is naturally more tolerant and patient with his children.
The girl clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, "Sir, do you mean to believe her rhetoric?"
She thought the mother was ridiculous.
When her father was still alive, she let her live a life of gold and jade, and outsiders often envy this pair of beautiful people.
The results of it
Her father died less than a day ago, and she climbed onto another man's couch and cuddled in his arms, like a parasitic plant that can only cling to a man, but cannot survive without a man. Treating her ex-husband's own daughter, she ignored her, and even abused the girl in every way to please her current husband.
Freezing three feet is not a day's cold.
In the same way, the girl's hatred for this mother can't be accumulated in one or two days or one or two things.
Lu Zheng didn't answer the question, and asked, "Do you know what you want in your life in troubled times?"
"It's alive." The girl was puzzled, and Lu Zheng said to himself, "It's not difficult for ordinary women to live. If you are willing to let go of your dignity, you don't mind being humiliated as a dog, and you don't mind living in a mess, even if you fall into a foreign race. In the hands, there is also the possibility of surviving. But it is easy to live, but it is difficult to live with dignity. No matter from any point of view, your mother is a smart woman. "
Kang Xintong still stubbornly insists on his own opinion.
Lu Zheng lost his interest in going back to Shou Sui, so he stopped and walked another way.
He knew that the girl was on the cusp of a bull's horn, and simple chicken soup for the soul couldn't wake her up. The best way was to slap her in the face with facts.
"Actually, your mother is your stepfather's concubine, not his main room." On the way to the destination, Lu Zheng first gave the rebellious girl a vaccination to ensure the best effect. "Your stepfather was born in the rough, the original For the sake of the rioters of the Red Lotus Sect in Dongqing, he married a wife in the countryside of Dongqing. However, such rural women are like mustards, their colors are not bright, and they were abandoned in their hometown a long time ago."
It is very common for a man in troubled times to leave his filthy wife in his hometown and find a new love outside himself.
Lu Zheng just wanted to tell the girl that a woman's face is indeed a weapon, but it cannot be used as the most powerful support.
Men covet color, but prefer freshness.
"Your stepfather has bad thoughts on you, you know that?"
"The slave family knows." Kang Xintong said stubbornly, "Even if the old man takes advantage of it, where will the end be? For the slave family, if using this face, being the man's concubine can make the slave family live. Better yet, who is not committed to commitment?"
Lu Zheng's footsteps stopped, he turned his head to look at her, and suddenly showed a sarcastic smile.
"Then I'll let you see and see. It's tens of thousands of times worse than you being a bull and a horse."
After that, Lu Zheng raised his hand and grabbed Kang Xintong and walked a few steps quickly.
He has long legs and long body, but Kang Xintong is small, so he almost didn't keep up with the stagger and fall.
Her eyes fell on the other's hand holding her wrist. Lu Zheng didn't touch her hand directly, instead he was separated by a wide sleeve.
Lu Zheng took her to the dark alley where the prostitutes gathered.
He had never been to such a place, but he had heard of it, and he had glanced at it from a distance before, and the situation was extremely miserable.
Tonight is New Year's Eve. It stands to reason that every household has begun to observe the New Year's Eve, and the dark alley is still lively.
There are many low, dark doors in the alley, and outside the doors are women with dirty clothes, ranging in age from seven or eight to fifty or sixty years old.
Most of these women are in embarrassment, their cheeks are purplish red from the cold wind, and some women's faces are covered with inferior fat powder. In addition to the smell of sweat and inferior fat powder, there are some inexplicable smells in the air. When Kang Xintong passed by a low door of a woman, the stench on the tip of his nose was even stronger, like a corpse that had not been restrained for seven or eight days in hot summer. The woman's feet were covered with straw sandals, but the exposed part of the ankle was covered with fine, pulpy white pustules.
Some of the pustules were broken, and some were reddened by the woman's grasp, making Kang Xintong's face pale.
Lu Zhengdao, "The people who are leaning against the low door are hidden prostitutes. These are not bad. They can also have a shelter to serve the guests. Some of them are directly rolled up with a broken mat to entertain guests in a place with few people. Some of them are good families. Son, more because of the persecution of the southern barbarians, they have been displaced, and gradually they have fallen to this point step by step. Some of them were lowly concubines of wealthy households, and they were rejected because of their old appearance. They sold them to Yaxing, and Yaxing sold them to The brothel, the brothel received guests in two years, from an ordinary flower girl who received a guest a day to a secret prostitute who served the merchants and pawns. The number of guests received in a day is not fixed... Not to mention the silver and copper coins, even the rice bran that has gone sour one night can make them commit themselves. ."
In addition to these women, there are naturally men who patronize them in the dark alley.
Kang Xintong glanced at them, and found that their eyes were all circling around him, and his hair stood on end in disgust.
She grabbed Lu Zheng's sleeves tightly and took small steps to catch up, so that she could feel a little more secure.
Lu Zheng was dressed in brocade and splendid clothes, and at a glance, he knew that he was not the kind of person who would go shopping. The servant next to him was not well dressed, but he was extremely handsome with red face and white teeth. Such a combination, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like someone who will come and hang around. For a time, it attracted a lot of attention.
However, these sloppy men didn't dare to have any ideas. Even if they did, it would also depend on whether the sword on Lu Zheng's waist would answer.
Lu Zheng took Kang Xintong through the dark alley, Kang Xintong came in with a puzzled look, and his face was pale enough to go out.
"Have you seen it?" Lu Zheng looked at Kang Xintong's head and said calmly, "What else do you want to say now?"
Kang Xintong suddenly felt a rush of nausea in his throat, he grabbed Lu Zheng's sleeve and turned his head to vomit out acid water, full of what he had seen and heard just now. The house in the dark alley is very dilapidated, and the movement inside the door cannot be blocked by a door or a window at all.
Because of the light, she couldn't see what was going on inside, but she shuddered just listening to the movement.
The woman's almost heart-piercing wailing and begging for mercy, the man's violent heavy breathing and obscene words...
Some houses are even scarier.
There was only one woman in the house, but more than one man.
It is conceivable that such a straightforward scene had a great impact on Kang Xintong.