Mother and son have been dependent on each other for many years. Even though the mother is countless times more kind to her parents than the son, when her mother is injured, Wang Shengxuan is still worried and runs back to his bedroom to find his student card.
He doesn't know if his mother has any money. His student card contains living expenses and pocket money given by his father, including living expenses for school and living expenses for his mother's daily expenses.
In order to save some money for himself to go to college, he was very economical in school. Apart from three meals a day and necessary daily necessities, he did not buy clothes or various consumer goods.
Because when he was in elementary school, he was often called a bastard and an illegitimate child. No one wanted to be friends with him. When he entered junior high school, he didn’t want to have too much contact with people. He didn’t have many friends. He didn’t need to treat guests to dinner, which saved a lot of money.
An expense.
After passing the high school entrance examination, the balance of the student card was more than 34,000 yuan. After the holiday, I withdrew two months' living expenses to my mother, and I still have 8,000 yuan to give to my mother for living expenses in the second half of the year. After excluding those, the remaining 22,000 yuan belongs to my mother.
The money he had saved privately.
If nothing unexpected happens, the money saved through frugality will be enough to finish high school.
His mother was the one who gave birth to him, and Wang Shengxuan couldn't ignore her. The only thing he could think of was to use some of his own money to send his mother to the hospital.
Wang Cuifeng was not moved by her son's busy work for her. She only felt that her son hid when she was beaten and pretended to be a dutiful son afterwards. He was obviously an unreliable white-eyed wolf.
The wound was bandaged, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Everywhere she moved hurt, and the fire in her heart also jumped up.
Seeing her son running to the bedroom and guessing that he must be looking for his bank card, Wang Cuifeng got up, picked up the bloody kitchen knife that her father had thrown on the ground, and rushed into her son's room.
When she entered the room, she saw her son holding a bank card and was about to walk out. She walked up in two steps, kicked Wang Shengxuan, and at the same time hit Wang Shengxuan's head with the back of a knife.
Wang Shengxuan, who was in a hurry to send his mother to the hospital, found his bank card and heard footsteps. He was afraid that his mother would be impatient, so he trotted quickly. Before he could reach the door of the bedroom, he saw his mother rushing towards him with a knife and a sinister smile.
My whole heart went cold.
He was worried about his mother, but she was still the same as before, using him as a punching bag whenever she was angry with her grandparents.
It was obviously the hottest weather, but Wang Shengxuan felt cold, so cold that his bones were chilling, his limbs were numb as if from ice, and he stood motionless.
He stood stupidly and became a target. He was kicked to the side and fell. When the pain hit, Wang Shengxuan suddenly saw the knife in his mother's hand coming towards him and blocked it with his hand.
He deflected one blow, and was hit by the back of the knife one after another on his arm and head. The pain made tears burst out of his eyes. Then he was kicked on the calf, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
He fell to the ground, and it was easier for Wang Cuifeng to kick him. He kicked him with his feet and hit him with the back of a knife, venting all the punches and kicks he had received from his father on his son.
Wang Cuifeng is an adult, while Wang Shengxuan is only fifteen years old. Moreover, he was unable to fight back in time at first. He was kicked to the ground and had no chance to fight back. He huddled up in a ball and was so painful that he could not even shed tears under the rain of beatings.
Wang Cuifeng beat her son violently and vented her anger. She put down the knife, grabbed her son and slapped her son again. She stopped only when her hand hurt. She forcibly snatched the bank card from her son's hand. When she saw it was a student card, she pinched it.
He grabbed his son's neck and asked through gritted teeth: "How much money is there in the card?"
Wang Shengxuan was beaten until his bones seemed to be falling apart. He had no strength to resist and could not run. His neck was stuck. He was already desperate, but his tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.
He had no emotion. Looking at his mother's twisted face, he forced out his voice with difficulty: "I don't know. Dad said he would save a year's living expenses for me and the family's living expenses for the second half of the year."
"What's the password?" Wang Shengxuan was subjected to domestic violence, and Wang Cuifeng felt her body no longer hurt, so she fiercely asked for the password.
"Mom's birthday and my birthday." Wang Shengxuan said the password in despair.
"Where is the bank card where you saved the New Year's money? Hand it over!" When asked for the bank card password, Wang Cuifeng made no secret of her ultimate purpose.
The maximum cost for a student card is 10,000 to 20,000 yuan, which is simply not enough.
Wang Shengxuan had lucky money, and there were at least hundreds of thousands in that bank card.
Only when she got another bank card from her son could she give the money to her father. Wang Cuifeng no longer cared about what would happen if Tan Yuxing knew that she had used her son's money. She just wanted to satisfy her father's request first.
In the past, my cousin asked for his bank card to receive the lucky money, but now his mother also asked for that card. Wang Shengxuan felt no hatred in his heart, and his eyes were still as calm as death: "That card is in dad's hand."
“Ask your dad for a card!”
"Dad won't give it to me."
"No matter what reason you use, ask your dad for a bank card and give me the money!"
"..."
When her son disobeyed, Wang Cuifeng used force and clamped her son's neck hard: "You little bastard, you dare not listen to me, don't you? I will kill you! Tell me, do you want to give it or not?"
Being strangled so hard that he could barely breathe, Wang Shengxuan had only one thought: What's the point of living like this? Living is also suffering.
"Mom, just strangle me to death." You won't know anything when you die, you won't feel heartache, and you won't suffer anymore.
"What did you say? Do you think I don't dare?" Wang Cuifeng was so angry when her son contradicted her that she scolded fiercely: "If I had known this day, I should have kept the little loser. I worked hard to raise you.
You are a white-eyed wolf, you have not enjoyed any blessings, and you are suffering because of you!
It's all your fault, you white-eyed wolf. If you had given your bank card to Jinbao last time, Jinbao wouldn't have stepped on you. Just because Jinbao stepped on you, your father asked your grandpa for 50,000 yuan in medical expenses. If you don't pay, you
Dad is going to chop off Jin Bao’s hand.
If you had asked your father to ignore your grandpa's request for money, your grandpa would not have beaten me. Now if you dare to talk back to me for some money, I will strangle you to death. Anyway, your grandpa has become acquainted with the little loser.
I'm just a loser, it doesn't matter if I have you or not."
Wang Shengxuan had no love in his life and no ambition to live. He closed his eyes and let his mother control him.
When her son was about to die and still refused to admit his mistake, Wang Cuifeng was so angry that she stuck her son's neck with all her strength. His face turned blue and he still refused to lower his head because his neck was stuck and his breathing was not smooth. She let go of her hand, pushed her son to the ground, and used her foot again.
Kick, step on.
Wang Shengxuan was choked to the point of almost losing his breath. When he fell to the ground, the back of his head hit the ground with a bang. He did not cry out in pain, but just breathed heavily with his mouth open. He was kicked, huddled up, and twitched one after another.
His curled up body twitched several times, and blood gushed from the corners of his mouth.
Wang Cuifeng beat her son violently and became red-eyed. She picked up the kitchen knife that she had thrown away and pointed at her son's face: "Say, do you want to give me a bank card? If you don't, I will kill you today and I won't be able to survive anymore."
, kill you first, you white-eyed wolf."
Wang Shengxuan felt no pain. He opened his eyes and his vision was blurry. He also recognized the kitchen knife. He opened his mouth and made a "gurgling" sound while gushing blood.
The anxious Wang Cuifeng couldn't see her son's injuries. She only thought about the money. When she didn't get an answer, she became furious and vicious, and slashed with a knife.
She wielded the kitchen knife and chopped randomly. Wang Shengxuan's shoulders, arms, legs and chest were all stabbed with blood.
Wang Cuifeng had lost her mind and just wanted to vent her anger. Suddenly she heard a scream, as if she had been showered with cold water, and she shivered violently.
After trembling, I woke up a little, and I was shocked to see several bloody wounds on Wang Shengxuan's body. There was a wound on his face that cut diagonally from below the right eye across the bridge of the nose, and then diagonally extended to the forehead above the eyebrow of the left eye.
That knife cut off the bridge of Wang Shengxuan's nose and blew out his left eye.
"Ah-" Wang Cuifeng screamed in fright, threw the kitchen knife, stepped back, and sat down on the ground.
She stared at Wang Shengxuan, who was lying in the pool of blood. He was as frightened as a drowning fish, breathing with his mouth open, and his face turned pale inch by inch.
She...she killed Wang Shengxuan?
In the confusion, a realization flashed through her brain. Wang Cuifeng trembled all over and subconsciously wanted to cover her face. Then she saw the bank card in her hand.
She held the card tremblingly, got up in panic, turned around and ran out, with only one thought in her mind: Escape! Escape quickly!
Tan Zhengxing is Wang Shengxuan's son. Wang Shengxuan is dead. Tan Zhenxing will definitely kill her if he finds out!
She doesn't want to die.
My hands and feet were trembling with fear, and my heart and liver were trembling.
She did not intend to kill Wang Shengxuan, she was just trying to scare him into handing over his bank card.
Wang Shengxuan was afraid of being beaten. In the past, he would not give Jinbao money and would give him as much as he wanted after beating him violently.
She wanted to scare Wang Shengxuan with the knife. As long as he gave her his bank card, she would be fine. If he didn't give it to her, she would become so angry that she would accidentally kill him.
Wang Cuifeng's mind was clear. She was afraid that Tan Zhengxing would kill her, so her only thought was to run away! Run away far away.
She never thought about sending her son for rescue. She subconsciously regarded her son as a completely dead person. She just wanted to evade responsibility and quickly find a way out for herself.
I ran back to my room, randomly grabbed a few sets of clothes and stuffed them into a backpack. When I was about to run away, I found blood on my clothes. I hurriedly changed into another set, put the blood-stained clothes in another bag, and ran away again.
He went to the living room, grabbed his handbag, and fled like a desperate man.
Wang Cuifeng dragged her weak legs downstairs, threw her blood-stained clothes into the trash can, and hurried out of the community. Then she ran to the nearest automatic bank branch and inserted her card to check how much money was in Wang Shengxuan's card.
I checked the balance and found that there were more than 30,000 yuan. I withdrew all the money. Taking the money, I took a taxi to the station, bought a high-speed rail ticket that was going to Chongqing City soon, and hurriedly entered the station and boarded the train.
The high-speed train bound for Chongc City departs within five minutes after boarding the train at Wang Cuifeng.
Because she bought the ticket only when the train was about to leave, Wang Cuifeng didn't buy a ticket, so she squeezed into the train and stood there. It wasn't until the train left Guangzhou for several minutes that her tense heart relaxed.
Her hands and feet were weak and she couldn't find a seat, so she sat in the aisle of the washroom and tea room.
After a while, I calmed down a bit, and fearing that someone would find me, I went into the bathroom, turned off my phone, thought about it, gritted my teeth and threw the phone out of the bathroom window.
