doom monster

Chapter 31

Half an hour ago, at dawn, the monkey knew that the two of them were not happy to see him, so he wisely left alone.

Not long after that, Ah Da and Jiang Wang also met to set off; unexpectedly, they accidentally bumped into the group of people who were fighting in the nest yesterday on the way.

That group of people, almost everyone was lucky, their eyes were obviously tired, they had the same dark circles under their eyes, and they were carrying heavy packages on their backs; Obviously, it was obvious that he didn't have a good night's rest.

It's funny to say that after Jiang Wang and the others left, a dozen people bit dogs and dogs, and in the end they couldn't decide the winner.Momentary greedy thoughts come to mind and then soberness finally cuts off the thoughts that shouldn't be there.

After all, not everyone is as carefree as Ada and Monkey.There are too many families with their mouths, and they agreed to find food under the watchful eyes of everyone, and they returned empty-handed. Even if several people can hold each other, what about Ada, there is no impenetrable wall in the world, so let it be exposed a little , as long as they stay in the refuge camp for a day, they will be criticized by everyone, unless they and their families don't want to gain a foothold here.

When the two met at this moment, not to mention that Ah Da didn't like them, even Jiang Wang was bored to the extreme.

Jiang Wang likes to leave a little room for everything, but this time he was also angry; a good temper does not mean that he is a muddy one. Facing this old neighbor, the affection that was not deep at first disappeared at this moment.

The group of people headed by Lao Li had a guilty conscience after all. Jiang Wang and Ada didn't like to get angry when they didn't give them a good look. As long as it is not really torn, it is not considered a complete tear.

The old man with a big face, wanted to beep twice, but then he thought of something and suddenly stopped thinking.

***

Inside the refuge camp, the atmosphere was extremely gloomy. Early in the morning, several women and elderly people stood at the door with their children, including Wang Ying.

Wang Ying didn't sleep all night, and the physical and psychological torture almost made her collapse.

Her face was ashen, she tried her best to hold back something, and hugged Tan Panpan tightly in her arms with shaking hands, as if this could give her some warmth.

In the extremely depressing atmosphere, a small sobbing sound suddenly sounded; children are not as complicated as adults, but are actually extremely sensitive to emotions.

A yellow-haired child couldn't bear it any longer, sobbed, and held the green skirt of the woman in green with his little hand, sobbing, "Mom, dad, what Uncle Xiangzi said yesterday...is it true?" ?” The child tilted his head up, his big eyes filled with fear and terror that did not belong to this age.

"...They... Are they really unable to come back?"

"Mom, talk to me."

The woman held back her tears, patted the child's head, pulled the corners of her mouth with difficulty, trying to comfort her son, but her smile was uglier than crying: "I'll be back."

I don't know if this sound is comforting the child or comforting myself.

The quiet voice was especially clear in the silence, and Wang Ying quietly blushed.

She still remembered the bad news that Xiangzi brought back yesterday, which was a nightmare that she played back scene after scene throughout the night.

He said...the people who went there never came back because of accidents.

When she heard the news, Wang Ying didn't believe it at all, and didn't dare to believe it. She waited eagerly early in the morning, longing for someone to tell her it was fake; but she waited and waited, and every second she had was suffering Gradually, she couldn't stand it any longer, and the softness under the seemingly strong appearance was finally exposed.

She is a wife and a mother, but she is also a woman.

A woman is born a delicate flower, there is no one who is born to be strong, mean, and tough, either forced by life, or someone protects, gives way, and pampers her.

Why didn't Wang Ying know about Tan Donghua's forbearance, and it was because he knew that he dared to be unscrupulous.

But now, she seems to be gone, nothing.

Her sky is falling.

"Panpan...my Panpan..." Wang Ying hugged Tan Panpan tightly and wept.

It was the first time for Wang Ying to show her fragility in front of Tan Panpan; the tears rolled down violently, and the 4-year-old baby felt the hot tears on her face and began to panic.

The emotions between people are always easy to be moved. The yellow-haired child next to his ear was crying, and Tan Panpan burst into tears the next moment.

He held his mother with open arms, tears filled his eyeballs, and his vision quickly blurred. The child tried to open his eyes wide, looking forward, and just about to howl when he opened his mouth, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mom...Mom...Look..." Tan Panpan sniffled, her voice a little hoarse.

Outside the gate, Jiang Wang'ada and his party walked towards the morning sun amidst the astonished faces.

The woman in green stared blankly at the returning man, and rushed up like a madman in the next second.

"Where's Dad?" Tan Panpan huddled in the crowd, looked around, looking at the reunited families, a little scared.

Wang Ying stood alone on one side, took two steps and then stopped, unable to stand still.

There were still tears on her face, her two eyes seemed to be stuck in the crowd, and she kept repeating and repeating one by one, but she didn't want to see people for a long time.

Wang Ying's heart skipped a beat, and fell from the peak to the bottom.

For the first time, I tasted the taste of heart ashes.

***

Ah Da had nothing to worry about, and when he came back, he wouldn't be greeted by anyone. Fortunately, he was always nervous, so he didn't care much, and he just wanted to settle the score with Xiangzi.

The reason why he didn't quarrel with Lao Li's Nabo people on the way was to save his strength to deal with Xiangzi.

What Xiangzi said was really disgusting, and Ada couldn't swallow his breath no matter what.

He's not Xiaobailian in the prosperous age, forgive me? ?Impossible, Ah Da wanted to beat him to death.

And he did exactly that when he saw Xiangzi who had just woken up.

Ah Da is short of everything, short of money and brains, but not short of strength.

Xiangzi was in a daze, and he was hit by his fist, and accompanied by Ah Da's crackling vent, he beat him to death with one punch after another like pouring beans.

Ah Da was furious to the extreme, his eyes were bloodshot with anger, his chest heaved up and down, and he was panting like a cow.

"Fuck you mother."

"I'll go to your uncle's beast, you egg who gave birth to a son without piercing eyes, who would you be without your father?"

"We are going to die, but you sleep comfortably."

"You dog."

Ada didn't care whether he was the son of Old Deng, and even breaking Xiangzi's two front teeth failed to extinguish his anger.

The movement of Ah Da cursing and swearing was very loud. After a short period of tenderness, the dozen or so people had already recovered their senses, and rushed forward to join in.

After all, they are all victims.

Xiangzi's nose was bruised and his face was swollen soon after being beaten. His shrimp-like head was curled up with his arms around his head. His scrawny body was covered with bruises and bruises. He breathed in half and breathed out like a dying hungry ghost.

There was a lot of commotion this time, the crowd gathered in the originally empty courtyard and gathered more and more. Seeing that Xiangzi was about to be beaten to death, Old Deng finally arrived late.

"Dad..." Xiangzi lay on the ground struggling to look up at the tall old Deng, his eye sockets were bruised and congested due to the severe beating, and his eyeballs were red.

With difficulty, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the trousers of the old man, almost as if grabbing a life-saving straw. He hugged Old Deng's leg tightly with both hands, and called Dad every sentence.

The smiling old man lost his expression on weekdays, and the moment he made a gesture to support him, the indifference and disgust in the depths of his eyes hurt Xiangzi's eyes.

The haggard man opened his mouth, and the bloody smell spreading from his mouth couldn't match the fear in his heart.

Dad...don't look at me like that.

I'm obedient, don't want me.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was wandering.

Xiangzi was ugly since he was a child. As far as he could remember, he had no father or mother. He went out to beg because no one gave him alms for his ugly appearance.

It wasn't until he met old Dengtou and was adopted by him that Xiangzi was finally out of the sea of ​​suffering.

Children who have endured hardship are always sensible and cautious, for fear that all they have will be taken back; so he is very obedient, old Dengtou will do what he says, and will do what he is asked to do. He will never refute. Zhili, no matter right or wrong, Old Dengtou is his god.

"Dad...don't want me."

Xiangzi carefully put his head on Lao Deng's toes, with a low posture, low to the dust, like a believer who sold his soul and longed to be redeemed.

"Get up." Xiangzi was stunned, and looked up at the fingers that were as thin as crab legs in front of him, and a little light suddenly appeared in his gray eyes.

He stretched out his hand to his salvation with difficulty, but fell back into the abyss the second he was about to touch it.

The old head portrait would change his face, from disgust to grief, but in the blink of an eye, no one saw it.

"Xiangzi, you let me down so much. Although you are not my own, I have always treated you like my own son. I hope you can take over from me in the future and do your best for everyone... In the end...Xiangzi, Xiangzi ...You are confused!!!! How did I teach you, is this your reward?"

Old Deng's boss looked sad, but there was no intention of defending him in his words, and he was directly convicted.

"Father??" Xiangzi froze his fingers, and his expression was blank for a moment, astonished.

The old man seemed to have suffered a huge blow, and he was overwhelmed and took several steps back, as if he had endured great pain.

"Xiangzi...what do you want me to do?"

"You are my son, I can pamper you with anything, but this is the only thing I can't do. You can't harm everyone for your own self-interest. We are a big family. How can you...how dare you."

"Dad..." You asked me to do it.

Looking at the implied warning on Old Deng's mournful expression, Xiangzi seemed to have been choked by something, and the humbleness engraved in his bones had snatched his voice, and he was unable to utter a word for a long time.

The author has something to say:

Applause, the Oscar statuette should be awarded to the little old man.