In a remote corner of the cemetery, a middle-aged woman bent down and pulled out the weeds around it, revealing a rough tombstone.
On the tombstone is a yellowed old photo. A little boy of three or four years old is delicate and handsome. He purses his lips and smiles softly. His clear eyes seem to have seen through those difficult years, and he persistently tells the world his love for this world.
The woman touched the photo on the tombstone and burst into tears, "This is the only photo I found in my hometown."
His fingers stroked along the old photo and finally landed on the line of the epitaph: My name is Zhang Yufeng, and I want to tell the world that I have been here.
"When I sorted out his belongings, I found this sentence written on every book. I thought he must have liked it very much, so I carved it on his tombstone."
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Xia Mian threw her phone away angrily. She finally waited for the most hated villain family in "Obsessive Beloved" to be killed. But learning the story behind the villain's success made her even more angry.
The character of Zhang Yufeng is really heartbreaking. A life that should have been brilliant and dazzling was destroyed alive because of the villain's selfishness and greed.
Zhang Yufeng is the half-brother of the villain Zhang Yuxuan.
His father had an affair, and his mother died in a car accident on the way to catch his father cheating on her just a few months after he was born.
Afterwards, the mistress successfully took over the position. Not only did she and her father live a carefree life with his mother's compensation money, she also cruelly abused him.
Xia Mian calmed down, picked up his phone and continued reading:
"He looks a lot like his mother. He was very pretty when he was young, especially when he smiled, it made people's hearts melt."
"But when I saw him again, he was so thin that only a bag of bones was left," Zhang Yufeng's aunt almost fainted from tears.
"They forced him to paint, and he didn't want his paintings to be taken away by them again, so he was starved to death by those beasts."
After discovering that he was a genius, the black-hearted Zhang couple imprisoned and exploited him severely on the grounds that he was mentally ill.
Then he attributed all his paintings to his half-brother, the villain Zhang Yuxuan. Zhang Yuxuan sucked his blood and became famous all over the world as a genius painter.
"I regret it so much, I should have noticed it sooner."
"But by the time I knew about it, they had already become big shots. I couldn't defeat them." The woman cried, "So what if I go to jail! Our Xiao Feng can't come back..."
Isn't it? Xia Mian was so angry that she slapped her phone twice. She was really pissed off!
The woman in the book has the same name as her, but she only knows how to cry. Xia Mian is so depressed. If she were Zhang Yufeng's aunt, she would definitely crush that beast and his family to the ground!
Xia Mian clenched her fists until she went to bed, and perhaps because her resentment was too deep, she dreamed of Zhang Yufeng at night.
Open the security door with a railing on the upper half, and you will see a distinctive living room:
There is a dark brown combination cabinet, a solid wood coffee table, and in the most conspicuous position is a big-bottomed color TV. She had seen this kind of TV at her grandmother's house when she was very young.
There was a rustling noise coming from behind a door. Xia Mian pushed the door open and saw a child who looked about three or four years old squatting in front of a large aluminum basin that was big enough for him, washing clothes in the not very spacious bathroom.
The child was dirty, wearing only a men's work vest. The hem was torn and full of holes, barely covering his thin legs. At first glance, he looked like a little beggar.
Xia Mian noticed several bruises on the child's calves, which were obviously caused by being hit by the heavy aluminum basin.
The edge of this aluminum basin is very thin and sharp. If you accidentally bump into it, you will feel something like that. Don't ask her why she knows it so clearly. When she was a child, she tasted that feeling many times when she was playing with her two brothers at her grandmother's house. She still can't forget the sour feeling.
The child was startled by her and looked up suddenly. His eyes, which looked like black grapes, were full of panic. He tensed his body and timidly called out, "Auntie."
For some reason, Xia Mian knew that this child was Zhang Yufeng.
His situation was obviously not good. Xia Mian was heartbroken and wanted to go forward, but found that her body was out of control. She just smiled and said, "Xiao Feng can wash his own clothes? That's great!" Then she turned and left!
He actually turned around and walked out!
Turned around and walked out?!
out?!!
This, what is going on
Xia Mian cursed as she watched this body return to the guest room and lie down to rest. Only then did she realize that she seemed to be in the body of Zhang Yufeng's aunt - the aunt Xia Mian who only knew how to cry.
Xia Mian was furious. No wonder the aunt said that she didn't notice the child was abused at first. The child looked obviously abnormal, but she just thought the child was well-behaved and capable? !
This is a man-made railway tunnel, right
Xia Mian was forced to look at the ceiling, gnashing his teeth in anger. Damn it, such a young child is washing clothes, don’t you know how to help? Sleep! Hurry up and get up!
Just as I was getting anxious, I heard the sound of a door opening outside.
"I'm so tired." A gentle female voice said something unpleasant, "Bastard, where are you? Go get me a glass of water! Hurry up!"
That vicious stepmother Huang Xiaojuan is back! Xia Mian was a little anxious. Although the novel didn't describe it in detail, she knew how vicious she was after seeing Zhang Yufeng's ending!
The sound of the child's footsteps revealed his fear. After a moment of silence, there was suddenly a crisp sound.
Then the woman's sharp curse rang out, "Ah! My cup! You bastard! I asked you to do some work and you want to pay me! What can you do? What can you do!"
The following words were accompanied by slapping sounds, obviously referring to the child being hit.
The child's cry of pain was heard, and the woman scolded him even more fiercely, "You still dare to scream? Shut up! If you scream again, I'll pierce your mouth!"
After that, the only sounds were her cursing and hitting the child.
Ah! She has such a bad temper!
In a rage, Xia Mian somehow managed to control his body and rushed out.
Next to the black leather sofa, a woman was waving a feather duster vigorously.
The skinny child was held up by her arms and had nowhere to hide. He couldn't even curl up. He could only allow the thin bamboo stick to whip his back and buttocks.
The child's face was filled with fear and panic. He bit his lips with his tender white teeth, trying hard not to make any sound. Tears rolled down his wide-open eyes.
I didn't even dare to cry out loud.
"Stop!" Xia Mian shouted angrily, "What are you doing?!" She hurried forward to snatch the weapon from the woman's hand.
The woman had curly hair in the fashionable style and had a bright and gentle appearance.
She narrowed her eyes at Xia Mian's hand holding the feather duster and asked with concern, "Xia Mian, aren't you suffering from heatstroke? Go and rest quickly. I have already contacted the school for you and will take you to see the principal later."
After saying that, he tried hard to pull out the feather duster.
The reason why Huang Xiaojuan said that emerged in Xia Mian's mind. Huang Xiaojuan worked at Huagang Junior High School. He had come to the city from a small county to study, and had to rely on Huang Xiaojuan's help to find connections to transfer to a good school.
So it’s probably not that the original aunt didn’t notice that the child was being abused, but she was simply selfish!
Huang Xiaojuan felt fearless because of this, or she wanted to establish her absolute status in this family, so she did not shy away from it.
She looked at Xia Mian's hand holding the feather duster and smiled, "Don't worry, his aunt. This bastard was taught badly by his grandmother. When I asked him to bring me some water, he even smashed the cup. I think he did it on purpose. While he is still young, I will do whatever it takes to change his temper!"
Huang Xiaojuan looked at the broken porcelain cup on the ground with a distressed look on her face, "This white porcelain cup is so precious!"
Seeing that he couldn't pull the feather duster out of Xia Mian's hand, he simply let go and prepared to slap her.
Xia Mian grabbed her wrist and said angrily, "You went out shopping and came back to order such a little kid to pour water. You are so shameless. Why have I never seen you order your bastard around?!"
"Who called you a bastard?" Huang Xiaojuan glared.
"Then who are you calling a bastard?" Xia Mian said angrily, "When will it be your turn to beat up my sister's child?!"
Huang Xiaojuan was irritated by this sentence. Her voice became sharp. "What do you mean your sister's child? I treat him like my own son and that's why I take care of him. If I didn't care about him, why would I bother to beat him?!"
As he said this, he tried to pull his wrist out of her hand, but to no avail. He then raised his leg and kicked the child, "I told you to be a bad boy..."
The child was obviously scared of being beaten. He didn't even run away while the two girls were arguing, and was kicked right in the face.
Xia Mian was fine for the moment, but when she saw the dust marks on the child's face, the child was so scared that he curled up in a ball and didn't even dare to cry, she suddenly became furious. She raised the feather duster in her hand and hit her back at her for the way she had just treated the child.
"Ah!" Huang Xiaojuan screamed and dodged in a panic, "Xia Mian, you dare to hit me! Do you still want to go to school?"
Looking at the grinning Huang Xiaojuan, Xia Mian let out a sigh of relief. In order to maintain the image of a little fairy, she hadn't relaxed for a long time. Now that she was in a dream anyway, she could just have a good fight!
Xia Mian moved his wrist.
Huang Xiaojuan looked at her shining eyes, and a sense of danger rose in her heart. She screamed in fear, "What are you going to do?"
"What are you doing?" Xia Mian sneered, "I'm learning from you!"
As he said this, he twisted her arm with one hand, pressed her down on the sofa, and spanked her buttocks and back hard.
“Ah!… It hurts! You lunatic, stop it—” Huang Xiaojuan screamed in pain.
Xia Mian thought of the child's miserable life and became furious. He beat him even harder. "Is that what you're yelling about? What are you yelling about? Didn't you forbid the child to yell? You better hold it in! If you yell again, I'll pierce your mouth!"
"Xia Mian! Are you crazy?" Huang Xiaojuan was an adult after all. When she felt the pain, she broke free and hid here and there. "I won't find a school for you!"
"Look for it if you want!" Xia Mian followed closely behind him like a shadow, "I'll beat you to death even if I don't want to go to school!"
When she thought about how this woman abused her child, the fire in her heart was fueled. Thanks to this dream, she could deal with this beast with her own hands!
The key is that no one knows that her fairy image has collapsed!
Xia Mian waved her arms excitedly, and the feather duster soon broke into pieces. The flying feathers fell on her nose. Xia Mian couldn't help but sneeze, and Huang Xiaojuan took the opportunity to rush out.
Xia Mian was panting. This aunt's body was a little weak and could not match her violent soul. If it were her own body, she would have knocked Huang Xiaojuan down long ago.
Xia Mian thought that this was a rare opportunity, and wondered whether he should chase after him and give him a good beating. Then he heard a frightened cry from the corner, "Auntie."