Quick Travel: Love will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword

Zhang Luojia gritted his teeth when he saw it. Without waiting for Xiaoyu and Song Xiang to speak, he agreed directly: "I must take on this task. Everyone is responsible for abusing scum! Xiaoyu, send me there now."

Xiaoyu was also filled with indignation and agreed repeatedly.

The world was spinning again. Just as Zhang Luojia was about to stand up with his arms, he took a breath of pain from all over his body.

"Mom, please drink some water. It won't hurt anymore." A little bean sprout with a sallow complexion obediently handed over a cup. His sparse hair was tied into a ponytail on the back of his head.

Zhang Luojia endured the pain and stood up to take it, and said warmly: "Thank you Ran Ran, mom will be fine if you take a rest. You go and study again, and mom will come and cook for you in a while, okay?"

Song Ran looked at her worriedly and walked out obediently.

"Damn it, it really hurts. I have never experienced this kind of pain in my entire life." Zhang Luojia touched his right abdomen with his hand and asked, "Xiaoyu, when did it happen now?"

"It's now when Li Ran is twelve years old, and he will go to junior high school after this summer vacation. Xiaoyu thought about it again and said: "In the plot, I don't know why Li Ran's mood changed drastically. Junior high school is a turning point, and... It would take three years for that to happen. "

"Not necessarily, not necessarily within three years." Zhang Luojia thought calmly, "Li Ran should have suffered another blow since the first day of the new year. It's not too late to come now. Where is Li Shuangjin?"

"I don't know. I just searched around and Li Shuangjin is not at home."

Zhang Luojia reluctantly gave Li Ran a bowl of noodles and said to her: "Ran Ran, mom has to go out for something. Why don't you close the door at home? Don't open the door to anyone."

Li Ran agreed obediently and ate the rice cooked by her mother in small bites. Children who grew up in an environment of domestic violence are more sensitive. Song Ran could feel that her mother seemed to be a different person, but she couldn't tell what was different.

Seeing her promise, Zhang Luojia picked up the private money hidden on the top of the cabinet, relied on the memory of the original owner Song Xiang, and walked out of the old community step by step without concealing anything. Regardless of the ridicule or pity of everyone, he hit The car went straight to the central hospital. It's a joke. People living nearby now don't know that she was beaten every day. Song Xiang always kept it secret in the past, just to make others laugh.

The driver looked at her in the rearview mirror frequently when he saw her appearance.

"Teacher, stop looking and drive quickly. It hurts me so much." Zhang Luojia cursed Li Shuangjin in his heart. What kind of man is a man who beats a woman? I'll wait until my sister recovers from her injuries and practices the Heart Sutra. I'll give you some color. .

The driver stepped on the accelerator and pulled her directly to the door of the hospital's outpatient building. "Sister, do you want me to help you in?"

"Thank you, brother, no need." After saying that, he walked into the building, registered, and opened the injury report. Zhang Luojia opened it and saw that most of the new injuries had symptoms such as swelling and pain, while the old injuries had just fractured lines. Vague. The right rib was fractured, which constituted a minor injury.

That's what she wanted. She took some medicine for bruises and took a taxi home despite the doctors and nurses telling her to stay in the hospital. Just now in the taxi, Zhang Luojia tried to use the inner strength method, but the effect was not very good. Song Xiang's body was not suitable for practicing this thing, so she could only do it slowly.

"Mom, you're back." Hearing Zhang Luojia's footsteps, Li Ran poked his head out of the bedroom.

"Well, why haven't you slept yet? You know, you can have good health if you go to bed early?" Zhang Luojia looked at Song Ran, who was as shriveled as a bean sprout, and felt distressed in his heart. She was also a mother, so when she saw Li Ran, she couldn't help but think of her daughter, and she didn't know what Xiaobao's situation was after being captured by the men in black robes. "Go to sleep. Mom is fine. I will take you to the morning market tomorrow morning and buy some pork ribs and braise them for you to eat."

Li Ran's eyes lit up and he sweetly agreed to go to bed.

Look, this child is so sensible and easily satisfied. He is so happy with braised pork ribs. Zhang Luojia endured the pain and walked to the bed in the bedroom, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice the Heart Sutra. As the night passed, Zhang Luojia felt that the areas where he was hit were not as unbearable, and his ribs did not hurt as much as yesterday when he was breathing.

Seeing the sky getting brighter, she got up and tidied up, woke up Li Ran, went out to the street breakfast stall, bought a drawer of xiaolongbao, and ordered two bowls of millet porridge.

"Hey, why are you willing to eat from Lao Li's family today? You're not afraid of Lao Li being angry." A forty-year-old man was drinking tofu puffs and saw Song Xiang and Li Ran, who were usually reluctant to spend money, actually going out to eat steamed buns. Yin and Yang strangely said sarcastically: "Oh, you must have been beaten again. It's time to eat something good to replenish your body."

Zhang Luojia found the memory of the original owner and thought for a moment before remembering who this person was. "Well, Aunt Qin, you should also drink more tofu pudding to replenish your brain. Don't they say that what you eat will replenish your brain. I think you only eat tofu pudding three times a day, otherwise your brain will not be enough."

"Hey, you are such a nasty person to talk to. No wonder Lao Li beats you up." Aunt Qin was furious and kept mumbling.

"Ran Ran, eat quickly. You got up early and went out without reading the almanac. Don't listen to those unhappy things. Just treat it like a dog's fart and ignore him. Come on, eat another one." Zhang Luojia was too lazy to pay attention to this kind of person. In Song Xiang's memory Inside, no one had ever extended a helping hand to her. In this dilapidated factory dormitory, there were many people who laughed at her.

Li Ran felt depressed when she heard Aunt Qin talking. Their family was a famous joke in this factory. It was everyone's gossip after dinner. She also felt sorry for her mother and wanted to help her, but as soon as she saw Li Shuangjin's eyes, she Scared, scared from the bottom of my heart.

In the past, when my mother was laughed at, she would just keep her head down and pretend not to hear, and she would endure everything by herself. She didn't dare to conflict with others, and she was also afraid that others would see her bruised face and be laughed at. It was different today. My mother responded calmly without holding back a word. But Aunt Qin, who was usually like a tigress, was very angry.

Li Ran took the buns handed over by Zhang Luojia with bright eyes and a shy smile: "Thank you, mom."

Zhang Luojia could understand her eyes and stroked her hair with a smile. Children who grow up in this kind of native family have low self-esteem and sensitivity, are timid and fearful and dare not resist. Generally, they will have two extremes, either they will gradually become mentally disturbed and full of violent tendencies, or they will swallow their anger and be bullied by others.

Such a sensible child should not end up like that.

After breakfast, mother and daughter walked towards the morning market together. Li Ran was chirping happily like a little bird. Zhang Luojia not only bought ribs, but also bought two pig trotters and asked the master to remove the pig hair. I bought another half piece of watermelon on the way.

After chatting and laughing all the way back, Zhang Luojia made a promise to Li Ran, "Ran Ran, you should study hard when you go to junior high school. After two days when your mother is recovering from her injury, I will take you to the mall and buy you a new schoolbag and new stationery." "Li Ran smiled happily, and did not forget to say to Zhang Luojia: "Mom, even if there is no new stationery, Ran Ran can still score 100 points and bring honor to her mother."

Zhang Luojia looked serious, stopped and said seriously to Song Ran: "Ran Ran, on the one hand, you study for your mother, but more for yourself. Look at those beautiful sisters on TV. In addition to having a good family of origin, your own efforts are also the most important. Yes. Mom believes in you, and you will become so good in the future, just like the beautiful sisters on TV."

Li Ran nodded with longing.

This pleasant atmosphere was maintained until the door was opened. Li Shuangjin was sitting on the sofa with a stinking face, shirtless, wearing large black pants on his lower body, with a pair of pull-ups on his feet. He smelled of alcohol and was full of stench.