Volume Four, Third Floor. Village Chapter 128. Chen Rende
Tang Ling feels a little strange recently. She feels like her life is being monitored by something all the time. That kind of sight that hides in the dark and watches her every move, like a parasite clinging to her skin, makes Tang Ling.
Ling felt awkward and uneasy all over her body. But she couldn't find the source of her sudden strange feeling until that lunch break.
Every day at noon in the past, after eating, grandma Zhao Fang would take her coin purse and go to her house in the village to play mahjong. Grandpa would go upstairs to rest after watching TV for a while, and
At this time, Tang Ling would rest on the sofa in the living room on the first floor for dozens of minutes in the morning.
The sofa at home was large enough for Tang Ling and a child to roll over randomly on it. There was also a small blanket specially placed by Zhao Fang on the sofa. Tang Ling covered herself with the blanket as usual, and then slowly closed it.
He closed his eyes and fell into sleep.
She had a very strange dream. A disgusting long worm covered in mucus moved its huge body in the dark alley. The walls and cement floors were covered with the disgusting and smelly mucus left by it after passing by. Tang Ling
She stood in the alley, looking at the long worm not far away with its mung bean-sized eyes locked on hers, scanning her up and down with an extremely uncomfortable look. Tang Ling felt scared, her legs trembled, and she quickly turned around and ran away.
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But no matter where he ran, the insect was still following closely behind him. Its disgusting gaze was always attached to Tang Ling's body greedily and wantonly. As he watched, the stench on its body became stronger and stronger, and the heat made it difficult to breathe.
The breath is getting closer and closer to him.
In the end, Tang Ling was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat and opened her eyes suddenly, but before she could gasp violently, the black shadow in front of her made her hold her breath involuntarily.
The man's tall body blocked the sunlight coming in from the window. He was facing the light and could not see the expression on his face clearly, but Tang Ling could feel his gaze, just like the insect in the dream, wretched and wanton.
She looked at her body that had been exposed due to the twisting of the quilt. His skin was very dark, which made his eyes very white. His two black grape eyes rolled in circles, and his teeth were yellowed due to long-term smoking.
With his grinning mouth, it was revealed.
Tang Ling didn't know how he came in. She had obviously locked the door before going to bed. She didn't know how long the man had been standing here. She didn't know what the man was doing. He was motionless, as if he was frozen.
The wood is made of wood, but the expression on his face changes flexibly.
Tang Ling didn't know what this uncle who had just moved here wanted to do. She just stared at him blankly. She didn't even have the courage to pull the quilt next to her, and she instinctively felt a little scared.
After a while, grandma Zhao Fang's voice came from outside the house. The man stopped looking at her wildly. He bent slightly and got closer to Tang Ling, watching as Tang Ling approached him.
After shaking for a while, he let out a soft snort, then pulled the quilt that Tang Ling had put aside, slowly covered her body, and then tucked it in seemingly kindly, Zhao Fang behind him
He asked at the right time: "Chen Rende, what are you doing?"
"Oh, Aunt Zhao, I saw that your granddaughter had lifted the quilt off the floor when she was sleeping. Please help cover her up. This would be bad if she catches a cold, don't you think?" Chen Rende withdrew his hand, turned around and walked towards Zhao Fang.
, explained with a smile.
"Oh, this girl is not honest when she sleeps. Lingling, why don't you thank Uncle Chen quickly?" Zhao Fang handed the toolbox in her hand to Chen Rende, who thanked her respectfully. Zhao Fang responded and shouted to Tang Ling.
"……Thanks."
Tang Ling's mouth moved for a long time. She always felt that even though Chen Rende was far away from her, his pungent odor still covered her body. Tang Ling felt very uncomfortable, but looking at her grandma Zhao
Fang's appearance, she also felt that she had wrongly blamed Chen Rende, and she hesitated for a long time before cowardly speaking.
"It's okay, little girl, have a good rest. I'll go back first, Aunt Zhao. Thank you for lending me the toolbox again."
As Chen Rende spoke, he was about to walk out of the house. Seeing him thanking him so politely, Zhao Fang was full of affection and responded friendly: "Oh, neighbors, what's the point? From now on, everyone will help each other.
Walk slowly."
After seeing Zhao Fang closing the door, Tang Ling suddenly took off the quilt on her body. The cold sweat on her back had already soaked her clothes. Tang Ling asked Zhao Fang: "Grandma, why is that uncle here?"
?Didn’t you go play cards?”
"I met Mr. Chen on the way to play cards. When he saw me, he asked me if he could borrow another toolbox, so I took him back to get the toolbox." Zhao Fang wondered why Tang Ling was so curious about Chen Rende, but
Without thinking too much, he explained to Tang Ling in detail.
"Then you should wake me up too!" Tang Ling suddenly shouted angrily at Zhao Fang.
"What are you doing? What kind of temper are you getting? Why did I wake you up? What? Are you still shy to sleep in front of strangers? We are all good neighbors, why do you have so many rules? Besides, who cares about you as a child?
What are you doing? Also, when you saw the person just now, Uncle Chen didn’t even call me, even if he asked you to say thank you. He held it in for a long time and couldn’t come up with a single word. What’s wrong? Are your wings stiff..."
Zhao Fang was stunned by Tang Ling's yelling, and immediately became dissatisfied. She felt that Tang Ling was being unreasonable and had a childish temper for some reason. A child who was such a good boy before was actually yelling at her now. It seemed like it was true.
As her aunts who played cards said, getting close to that girl from the Qiao family will lead you astray.
Tang Ling was confused by Zhao Fang's series of questions. She shut up gloomily and allowed Zhao Fang to blame her for her ignorance. Tang Ling grabbed the quilt next to her. She felt that she was aggrieved, but she couldn't explain.
She was aggrieved. It was clear that Uncle Chen's behavior was a bit strange, but Tang Ling couldn't find anything strange about it. In the end, she sat there obediently and listened to Zhao Fang's continuous scolding. After all, if she
Refuting will only lead to more serious scolding or even beating.
Zhao Fang actually dotes on Tang Ling on weekdays, but at the same time, because Tang Ling's parents left Yushen Village willfully, causing their family to be ridiculed by other people in the village openly and secretly, Zhao Fang also disliked Tang Ling a little.
, his son was led to such bad behavior by that woman, how can the daughter she gave birth to be virtuous?
Zhao Fang has always wanted to train Tang Ling into a well-behaved and sensible child. At least most of the time, Tang Ling was very obedient, so Zhao Fang was willing to go against Tang Ling, but once Tang Ling had a hint of disobedience to Zhao Fang,
Then Zhao Fang punished Tang Ling more harshly than anyone else. No matter how good she was on weekdays, the punishment would be as harsh as possible. But once Tang Ling bowed her head and admitted her mistake, Zhao Fang would return to her usual kind face and talk to her in a gentle voice.
Tang Ling apologized and said that she didn't want to be like this, but because Tang Ling was disobedient, it became like this.
As for grandpa Tang Jianguo, he is indifferent. He can see Tang Ling's existence, but he will not care about her existence. With this granddaughter, if the accident is gone, he will only cry a little or even a few tears.
No, after all, what can be so attractive about a girl?
The suffocating education method, in many families in Yushen Village, in many families that favor sons over daughters, the children suffered the same or even worse experiences than Tang Ling.
After finally listening to Zhao Fang's thoughts, Tang Ling looked at her and said she was tired. Then she picked up the cup and took a sip of water, then took her small wallet and went out again. Tang Ling sat there without moving.
, after watching through the window that Zhao Fang had left the yard, she slowly got off the sofa, folded the quilt, and returned all the pillows and blankets on the sofa to their places, then slowly opened the door and went out.
, walking towards Qiao Lingxiang's home.
Shortly after Tang Ling left, the figure who had been standing in the corner of their house slowly left and walked in the opposite direction to Tang Ling.
"Sister Qiao."
"Lingling, good afternoon."
After pushing open the door of Qiao's house, she saw Qiao Lingxiang who was cleaning at home. Tang Ling said hello. Only then did she notice that Qiao Lingxiang, who lowered her head and raised her head after hearing her greeting, had an obvious expression on her face.
The clear palm prints appear to be new ones.
"Sister Qiao..."
Tang Ling looked at the clear palm prints. Qiao Lingxiang pressed her red and swollen cheek and smiled reluctantly at her. Tang Ling lowered her head and saw Qiao Lingxiang's hands with sleeves rolled up to do hygiene. There were many marks on her white and tender arms.
The scarlet and ferocious traces are all new.
Unlike Gu Qingzhi, Tang Ling had always known that Uncle Qiao, who looked honest and gentle on the outside, would often spank Qiao Lingxiang, and would spank her in places that would not be exposed, because Qiao Lingxiang had never worn shorts since she gained weight.
Tang Ling has always known about Uncle Qiao's beatings, but she has no ability to save her, because she is the same as Qiao Lingxiang, and even Qiao Lingxiang is even worse than her, they all
They are children who are used to being beaten. This is why Tang Ling is more willing to come to play with Qiao Lingxiang instead of other children of the same age in the village. Maybe they are in the same situation as Tang Ling and others, but Tang Ling only wants Qiao Lingxiang.
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They licked each other's wounds and huddled together to absorb the warmth, and more often than not, it was Qiao Lingxiang who comforted Tang Ling and made her happy.
But now, Uncle Qiao seems to be going too far. Since Gu Qingzhi left a few days ago, this is the second time that Qiao Lingxiang has palm prints on his face.
"What's wrong Lingling?"
Qiao Lingxiang watched Tang Ling notice the wounds on her hands. She panicked and pulled back her cuffs to block the marks, and then asked gently.
Tang Ling hesitated to speak. She originally wanted to tell Qiao Lingxiang what she had experienced today and ask her to help her come up with ideas and think about whether it was right or wrong, but now she didn't want to. Qiao Lingxiang was already feeling very uncomfortable. She could not give her any more advice.
What added burden?
"I'm here to fold paper cranes for you."
A smile appeared on Tang Ling's face, and she spoke in a childish voice.
