Listening to these women's words, Kong Sang's breath froze.
Soul-changing grass?
In the nursery rhyme just now, there is a sentence: "Soul-changing grass, bitter, haha, I burst into tears after giving birth to a girl."
Could it be...
There was a trace of irritability in Xiaoyu's mother's eyes. She glanced at Xiaoyu, who seemed to have no abnormality in the room, and said silently:
"Let's wait until the child's father comes back."
"Now he has taken the weight and become determined. No matter what he does, nothing can dissuade him!"
Several women shook their heads and sighed before getting up and leaving.
That face made Kong Sang frown.
It's really...disgusting.
In reality, this kind of people are young and old, and they like to ask about your family's situation under the guise of caring about you.
While asking questions, I pretend to be distressed, and finally give you a bad idea.
And some stupid people, after believing these people, make their own homes uneasy.
Thinking of this, Kong Sang murmured:
Tadu@ "The nursery rhyme just now also mentioned 'making the three aunts and six women not talk about her'."
"So, these gossipy neighbors should always talk to Xiaoyu's mother about this."
"And Xiaoyu's mother doesn't seem to like Xiaoyu either."
"Besides what she said, this mother also had a look of disgust on her face."
For a moment, Kong Sang could not help but cry.
This kind of disgust is because my biological daughter will only be a disabled person for the rest of her life.
Or... there are other reasons.
For example...favoring boys over girls?
Although from the conversation just now, Xiaoyu's mother did not express it clearly.
But judging from the nursery rhyme about the soul-changing grass, Xiaoyu's mother was obviously very dissatisfied with giving birth to a girl.
At this time, Xiaoyu's mother had already entered the room.
Kong Sang followed suit.
This kind of old house is actually very crowded, and even the floor is the most ordinary cement floor, without even ceramic tiles.
Kong Sang took a quick look and found that the furniture was also of a very old style.
Xiao Yu in the wheelchair sat there silently.
She didn't watch TV, didn't talk, or read a book, she just... sat quietly.
After Kongsang got closer, he found that there seemed to be no light in Xiaoyu's eyes, just like a pool of stagnant water.
"Get out of the way!"
Xiaoyu's mother took the rag angrily and wiped the surrounding furniture.
In this regard, Xiaoyu didn't show any expression, she just pushed the wheelchair silently, thinking about making room.
But the house is really too narrow.
In addition, the floor is not ceramic tiles, but ordinary cement.
"Plop!"
Without paying attention, Xiaoyu fell to the ground with his wheelchair.
The concrete floor was very rough, and Xiao Yu was just a little girl at this time, with delicate skin and tender flesh.
In an instant, blood flowed out along the elbow.
"Can't you be more careful yourself?!" Xiaoyu's mother threw the linen cloth down a little irritably.
After she straightened the wheelchair with some difficulty, she roughly lifted Xiaoyu up.
The hand that had just touched the dirty linen directly touched Xiaoyu's wound.
Seeing this scene, Kong Sang couldn't help but show a look of disgust.
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Needless to say, for Xiaoyu, this is not only very painful, but... the wound is also prone to inflammation and infection.
But Xiaoyu's mother seemed to think that it was extraordinary for her to move her daughter to a wheelchair.
She glanced at her with some disgust: "Okay, go to the room and apply the medicine yourself."
Xiaoyu nodded silently, turned around and pushed the wheelchair away.
For a while, Xiaoyu's mother was still mumbling: "It's really... it's really a debt to survive."
At this time, another old woman came in at the door.
You don't need to think about it to know that this old woman should be Xiaoyu's grandmother.
At this time, the old woman looked at the blood stains on the ground and showed a hint of dissatisfaction:
"It's so good, what happened?"
Xiaoyu's mother lowered her head and said angrily: "Xiaoyu fell down just now and bruised her skin. I asked her to apply medicine by herself."
The old woman cursed secretly: "It's really useless."
"It's okay if I don't have the ability to give birth to a boy, but I end up giving birth to a disabled one."
Although the sound is not loud, the room is smaller.
Xiaoyu's mother suddenly became unhappy.
She put down the rag, looked at the old woman and said, "Mom, let's talk about it."
"When I was pregnant with Xiaoyu, the soul-deceiving grass given by the master was obviously effective."
"I told you at that time that I would definitely be able to conceive a boy!"
"What's the result?"
"What did you say about the sour girl?"
"Just because I only like spicy food, you asked for the so-called soul-changing grass."
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"It's good now, the boy is gone, and a girl is back!"
"And being born with a disability!"
"Whose fault is this?"
The old lady's face turned pale and very ugly.
Obviously, Xiaoyu's mother's words touched her pain.
In an instant, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law began to argue with each other, and the quarrel even attracted the attention of the surrounding neighbors.
It's just that these people obviously weren't trying to break up the fight. They all stood there with the mentality of just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
"How disgusting!"
Kong Sang snorted coldly and quickly came to the room.
It was impossible for Xiaoyu in the wheelchair not to hear the conversation between grandma and mother just now.
However, at such a young age, after hearing these vicious words that denied his own existence, he could still apply medicine to himself with an expressionless face. This shows that... Xiaoyu's heart has long been broken!
Kong Sang stood aside and watched silently as Xiaoyu bandaged the wound and then neatly placed the medicines in the medicine box.
Then she silently came to the side and took out a piece of paper from the drawer.
The paper seems to be the kind of white paper used for sketching, but judging from the marks on it, this paper must have been used many times.
In some places, you can even faintly see traces left by many pencils that were not wiped off in time.
Xiaoyu silently took out the pencil and eraser from the drawer, lay down on the table and started drawing.
But it is obvious that Xiao Yu does not have any painting skills. After all, judging from his family background, it seems impossible that he would be willing to spend money for Xiao Yu to learn to paint.
It's just that... as the lines drawn by the pencil gradually formed a picture, Kongsang's expression began to change.
There seems to be a river in this painting?
Because Xiao Yu painted a lot of textures like water waves.
However, from the looks of these lines, Xiao Yu seems to want to express a... very turbulent feeling?
Moreover, on both sides of the river, the parts that should be river banks were painted into waterfalls by the light rain.
So far, this seems to be a very simple landscape painting that Xiaoyu has in mind.
But as some seemingly messy lines converged into baby-like shapes, Kong Sang's heart sank.
For a moment, Kong Sang even wondered if he was being too preoccupied.
It's just that these baby-like parts, the lines on Miaohu's facial features...how come they look so much like the hyphae they encountered?
Soon, a new picture appeared again.
This time, Xiaoyu drew it at the end of the river.
It was a baby's face, but the proportions of the smile were not well controlled and it looked very exaggerated.
The two eyeballs don't seem to have any sense of highlight, only the dark part, which makes people's hair stand on end.
Tadu@ Then, something like a tube was connected to the belly button of this extremely disproportionate child, and the other end was connected to the top.
Kong Sang couldn't help but swallow;
This painting is definitely not normal!
But at this moment, Xiao Yu suddenly laughed.
As if to prevent her grandmother and mother from hearing, her smile was deliberately lowered.
Then, she began to add some weird things to the picture at a very fast speed.
For a time, the picture became more and more chaotic, and one could even see faces of despair and fear in the floating river.
They raised their hands with expressions of pain and struggle on their faces, like water ghosts struggling in hell.
"Hehehe..."
"Hahaha……"
Xiaoyu's laughter began to get louder and louder, and her laughter became more and more exaggerated, even to the point of feeling out of breath!
Her face began to turn red and her eyes began to turn dark.
finally:
"Crack!"
The pencil that was rubbing and spinning rapidly on the paper suddenly broke into two pieces!
The broken pieces of wood pierced directly into Xiaoyu's palm.
The blood fell on the picture paper "tick-tick-tick", turning the flowing parts into patches of shocking red.
at the same time:
"Big brother..."
"How about my painting...?!"
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Xiaoyu suddenly asked a question, which made Kongsang's face change greatly.
In an instant, Xiaoyu's head suddenly turned around, almost 180 degrees!
I saw... the flesh on Xiaoyu's neck was like a twisted towel, and the blood capillaries burst rapidly, and blood burst out from the broken skin, instantly staining her pudding-covered dress red.
"Hehehe..."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Xiaoyu's whole body began to tremble, and his twisted and deformed head was like a broken elastic toy, just hanging there.
"Wow..."
The walls began to show signs of corrosion.
Under a strange musty smell, mycelium began to drill out from Xiao Yu's legs, and gradually wrapped around the entire wheelchair, and began to extend towards the surroundings.
Kong Sang's face was gloomy, and Fengquan water was lingering around him!
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The spring water corrodes those hyphae.
However:
"Crack!"
The hyphae directly penetrated the water flow and stung Kong Sang's wrist.
In pain, Kong Sang grabbed the hyphae and pulled it off.
Under a piercing scream, the mycelium was still struggling like a living thing, and was directly burned to death by the will-o'-the-wisp that was lit by Kong Sang.
When he looked again, he saw that the stabbed part had a faint trace of mildew, which made Kong Sang's face darken.
Xiaoyu witnessed all this, covered her mouth and snickered:
"I've warned you, why are you coming again?"
"This... is our paradise, you are not welcome."
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