"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"
The voice was harsh, the woman's voice was loud, almost screaming at the top of her lungs. I don't understand why she yelled so loudly, her appearance was uglier and more terrifying than ever.
A young boy squatted on the ground, desperately protecting his head with his arms. If he didn't cry, it might be better to say that he didn't have the energy to cry, and he was only thinking about how to escape the woman's beating. But even so, it cannot escape the control of women.
The woman easily picked up the whole boy, and then threw it aside very roughly. The boy couldn't keep his balance, staggered and fell to the ground, and was immediately slapped heavily on the face.
"What did you say! You say it again?"
The boy covered his face in a panic, but the woman kicked him on the stomach again.
"I have worked so hard to raise you by myself, and I have raised you to such an age! But what about you! What have you done to repay me?" The woman screamed, "What's the point of your life! Hurry up! go to hell!"
Facing the woman's fury, the boy could only huddle together helplessly, barely dodging those raindrops of attacks.
"Hiding! How dare you hide, you are so courageous!"
The boy had no choice but to stop dodging and let the woman's slaps and fists fall on him without saying a word.
I don't know how long it has passed, but the woman seems to be tired too. She stood up, went to the next room to pour a glass of water, and gulped it down.
The boy was still squatting in the corner shivering, not even daring to open his eyes.
The angry woman was familiar to him, and he was also afraid of it. With her bloody mouth open, she was not human at all. Her distorted face and unbearably rude words might tear him apart at any time.
The woman sighed suddenly and squatted down towards the boy. The boy trembled subconsciously, and took a step back.
The woman didn't care either, her tone was completely different from just now, "Yu'er...does it hurt?"
Just this name was enough to make him tremble with fear.
"You have to know, mom is also for your own good, you know? Your father, that bastard, left us mother and son and ran away. Do you know how hard it is for me to drag you up alone? Mom also wants you To live well in the future, you have to live better than your mother, you know? So you have to listen to your mother so that you can grow into an outstanding adult, you know?"
He didn't hear what she was saying at all, but nodded his head out of instinctive fear.
"Okay, come here and let mom see." The woman stretched out her hands to the boy.
But... dare not. The strong fear in my heart refused the woman's invitation. Instead of moving forward, he took a step back.
"Come here!" The woman suddenly raised her eyebrows and shouted sharply.
The boy cried out in fright and ran to the woman.
"Yes, that's right." The woman held the boy in her arms, touched his head affectionately, and muttered to herself, "This is my good Yu'er..."
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Yancheng is a small city, because it is small, so once something happens, it is easy to spread it to everyone.
Not to mention a group of college students who are both idle and curious. Once something happens, within a day, it will become the topic of everyone's gossip.
"Hey, have you heard? A murderer has fled to Yancheng."
"No way? Really? What kind of murderer?"
"It's been reported in the news, how could it be false? It seems that the murderer of the seven serial cases of raping and murdering young girls fled from the next city."
"Fuck, it's too scary. Don't lose your life in school."
"Look at you timid, the fugitive is dead now."
"Dead? What's going on?"
"I'm not too sure. It seems that the murderer wanted to do something in Yancheng again, and he was discovered. Then he was directly beaten to death by that family."
"Really, it sounds so mysterious."
"Oh, it's true. I read the news. And it seems that people from our school are involved!"
"No way, who is it?"
I sat very close to the people at the table and ate, and I heard what they said clearly. But I just ate the dumplings in front of me quietly, without any fluctuations in my heart.
It is only natural that such a big thing happened. I've heard people around me talking about it more than once these days. It's better to finish eating quickly and leave quickly.
"Oh, don't you know?"
At this time, a voice suddenly joined the conversation of the people at the table. It was a boy with good facial features and a handsome appearance. Even if I didn't have to look at it, I knew he must be wearing a famous brand, which seemed to shine like gold among the poor students around him.
I glanced at him with some disgust. This person is Liang Kaifeng, who is a student of the Chinese Department like me, majoring in Chinese as a foreign language. It is said that he is a rich second generation, and his family is very rich. No one knows why rich people come to such a remote place to go to school, but to be honest, I don't care.
I thought that an ordinary student like me would never have anything to do with the rich second generation, but this kind of plot in the novel just happened to me.
Almost three days ago, shortly after the Wang Zhong incident happened. I was accidentally bumped by him on the way to deliver my homework to the teacher, but instead of apologizing, he scolded me for not having eyes. There was a quarrel. After a quarrel, they asked each other's class and name.
"Gu Yu? You're from Han Ben's class, right?" Liang Kaifeng stared at me fiercely, as if he wanted to eat me up at any time, "You arrogant bastard, do you know who I am? Let me tell you, sooner or later I will You look good!"
At that time, I just felt ridiculous at this kind of schoolboy-like threatening method, and I didn't bother to talk to him at all, so I rolled my eyes and walked away. But I didn't expect him to appear here, obviously to spread rumors and make trouble.
"The person who killed the murderer was Gu Yu from the 16th Han Dynasty, don't you know?" Liang Kaifeng looked surprised, and deliberately raised his voice, "I heard that he was at the scene at the time. , and was taken by the police for questioning. When he came back, he didn’t say a word, and his hands were covered in blood.”
The boy eating at that table should know who he is, and looked at him with some trepidation, but couldn't restrain his curiosity, "Uh...impossible, right? Who did you listen to?"