He was drinking alone in the backyard of his home.
Wu Xiaofang was in a very bad mood.
He was hesitating whether to take the initiative to apologize to Lin Beichen in order to avoid possible retaliation - after all, the champion of the Prodigy Contest was important enough, and revenge on him was just a matter of words.
Just when he was drunk and dazed, his eyes suddenly blurred and he saw a strange figure leaping over from outside the courtyard wall and landing in front of him.
"Who are you? Breaking into a house at night, you..."
Wu Xiaofang stood up suddenly, alert.
"Are you Wu Xiaofang from the Third College?"
The stranger was wearing the official uniform of the police station and looked majestic. When he opened his mouth to speak, an extremely solid and terrifying pressure hit his face, making Wu Xiaofang's heart beat wildly and he suddenly sobered up.
"I am me……"
Wu Xiaofang became nervous.
Does revenge come so quickly?
The official force of the police department was still used.
Lin Beichen, this dude, must be too cruel.
"Very good. The provincial investigation team is handling the case and needs your cooperation. From now on, you are in isolation. You must accept our questioning. You cannot leave here before the Tianjiao Hegemony Ceremony starts tomorrow."
The stranger raised his hand a little.
A burst of mysterious energy burst out of the air.
Wu Xiaofang suddenly felt the profound energy and power in his body, and it was sealed instantly.
He was horrified.
…
Northwest District of Yunmeng City.
A ghetto in a relative sense.
The houses here are low, the buildings are mostly made of vegetation, the ground is dirt roads, the planning is messy, and the air is filled with a stench that doesn't know where it comes from.
The ditches on both sides of the street are clogged with garbage, and hungry wild dogs and cats are digging through the garbage piles in search of food in the night...
Deep in a dark alley, there is a poor man's house.
The low and small earthen walls could no longer completely protect the three isolated wooden houses in the courtyard. Sharpened wooden spears were used to pierce the fences and repair the collapsed cracks in the earthen walls. It was obviously carefully repaired by the owner.
But there is more form than meaning.
Bamboo fences cannot really stop intruders. Even wild cats and dogs outside can jump over and enter the yard.
The soil in the yard has been trampled neatly.
Under the wall of the right courtyard, there is an old well.
In the yard on the left, there are a few rows of vegetables.
An old-fashioned white dog crawled beside the vegetable patch, sleeping soundly on a pile of firewood.
Three old wooden houses are in a Z-shaped shape and are located separately in a small yard.
In the low wooden house on the left, candlelight flickered slightly.
inside the house.
"Mom, how are you feeling?"
Mu Xinyue was wearing a tattered but cleanly washed cloth robe, holding a bowl of slightly hot vegetable porridge, sitting beside a simple wooden bed, with a gentleness on her face that would never appear in school.
and concern.
There is a middle-aged woman lying on the bed.
The woman's hair is sparse, her eye sockets are sunken, and she looks gaunt, but the general outline of her face still shows that she must have been a rare beauty when she was young.
The facial features are vaguely similar to Mu Xinyue's.
"Yue'er, my mother's body can't last much longer. You...ah..."
Halfway through her words, the woman suddenly screamed, her body twitched violently, and an extremely abnormal red color appeared on her pale face. She was obviously in extreme pain.
Under the struggle, the entire bed was shaking, as if it was about to collapse at any time.
"Mom, how are you? Mom, don't scare me..."
Mu Xinyue was panicked.
She quickly grabbed the woman's hands and poured her profound energy into them.
The middle-aged woman suddenly roared, and her body suddenly straightened up, like a rope that was about to be broken.
After a long time, she slowly relaxed and let out a low moan. Her complexion gradually returned to normal, but the thin quilt covering her body was almost soaked!
"Mom...no...it's okay."
There was a trace of kindness on the middle-aged woman's face. She raised her hand with difficulty, brushed away the tears from the corners of Mu Xinyue's eyes, and said: "Xiao Yue'er, don't cry. Mom is sorry for dragging you down for so many years.
At that time, you have to go to school and make money. You suffer for your mother..."
"Mom, I am your daughter."
Mu Xinyue held the woman's hand tightly, cried and shook her head: "As long as I still have breath, I must take care of my mother and treat her... No matter what the cost, I must cure my mother."
.”
No one has ever seen such a weak side of her except her own mother.
"Mother... mother can't survive... Xiaoyue'er, please leave mother alone. Mother's body is hopeless. Rather than letting me live in such pain, it would be better to die early, which would be a relief..."
The middle-aged woman looked frail and authentic.
"No, mother, I don't allow you to say that..." Mu Xinyue panicked, like a deer breaking into a dark forest.
Even though she had made some kind of determination during the day, she couldn't really put it into action at this time.
"Xiao Yue'er, mother knows in her heart that she won't live for a few more days. After mother dies, you can leave here, get rid of that devil, live your life well, and find a good man to marry..." The middle-aged woman is a little sane.
The boy was confused.
Mu Xinyue's eyes suddenly became cold, and her pupils narrowed and then dilated.
Her heart suddenly hardened, and she sneered: "There is no good man in the world. Even if I die, I will never marry..."
The words were not spoken yet.
Bang!
The door of the wooden house was violently pushed open.
A smell of alcohol with a vomiting smell wafted in.
"Huh? Xiao Yue'er is back."
A stocky man squeezed through the door.
When this middle-aged man smiled, he showed his ugly yellow teeth, and in a commanding tone, he stretched out his hand and said: "The agreed time has come, give me the money quickly, I have bad luck tonight, and I lost it all again."
Mu Xinyue's heart suddenly became extremely cold.
She stood up and looked at the man in front of her, whom she should call 'father'. Her gaze was like looking at a smelly wild dog from a dirty puddle.
"I didn't get any money today."
Mu Xinyue said slowly.
"No money?"
The stout man's expression suddenly became angry. He raised his hand and slapped Mu Xinyue on the face, shouting: "Why did you come back if you don't have money? I came back to get money happily, but you actually
Tell me the result? Little bitch, I have raised you so much, what use do you need? A few days ago, I asked you to accompany the eldest son of the Xiao family, but you reluctantly refused, saying that there were other ways to get money, and we agreed today
When the day comes, you actually say you have no money? Why don’t you sell it if you don’t get the money?”
The moonlight passed through the gap in the roof of the wooden house and shone on Mu Xinyue's heroic and beautiful face.
On the face that shimmered like mutton-fat white jade, a clear palm print was clearly visible.
A touch of blood spilled from the corner of Mu Xinyue's mouth.
She feels no pain.
Because I'm used to it.
Such beatings and scoldings have become commonplace since the day my mother became seriously ill and paralyzed in bed and could no longer protect her.