When the magic stick summons cute pets

It was getting dark.A huge round moon hangs in the sky, quietly casting a piece of cool moonlight.

In the quiet neighborhood, a car suddenly drove in at a high speed. Yang Xiujuan was looking for a place to park, while holding a mobile phone in one hand and talking to the other side.

"...What hospital, what am I doing here? You are really stupid if you say you are stupid. The old lady is still awake. ?"

She drove the car to a parking space downstairs and stopped, turned off the ignition, and said with a complacent expression, "Don't worry about that, am I such a careless person? When I was in the hospital, I already told you The little brother who took care of my mother in that room agreed, if there is any movement from the old lady, tell me immediately, I just need to rush ahead of my brother and go to coax the old lady..."

With a laugh, he pulled out the car key, opened the car door and continued: "People's hearts are made of flesh, the old lady was stimulated, and now she needs someone to talk to. Then I will bring our son there The old lady is talking auspicious words, are you still afraid that the old lady's heart will not be with us?"

The other end seemed to say something again, Yang Xiujuan couldn't help laughing again after hearing this end: "I know, I know, it's the house near District A, right? I heard that in a few years Z will go to the south of the city Move, when the house becomes a school district, the house price will be multiplied several times! I have been looking at it for a long time, so I just wait for the old lady's demolition funds to arrive."

Closed the car door and walked towards Mrs. Zhang's house: "Okay, I have already arrived at my mother's house. I will go in and see if there is anything I can take away. The old lady is old and confused. Very, I don't remember what's in the house, I have to come and see.

You also know what kind of virtue my younger brother is. If I don't pay more attention, he will take all the things away without making a sound when he turns around...Okay, you and your son can go to bed first, and I will wait Go back when you're done here. "

Saying that, he hung up the phone, took out the key and opened the door familiarly, and then walked into the house.

The house is an old and dilapidated small apartment, the walls look mottled due to mold, and the air has a slight peculiar smell because the doors and windows are closed and cannot circulate. Yang Xiujuan looked around and frowned slightly disgusted , but finally endured and walked in.

First, he looked around in the living room and found nothing except a piggy bank with small change. Then he threw the piggy bank on the sofa, turned around and went straight to Mrs. Zhang's bedroom.

In the small room of less than ten square meters, except for a single bed, there are piles of broken copper and iron picked up from no one knows where.Yang Xiujuan looked around for a while, endured her distaste for this dilapidated small room, and began to rummage through the wardrobe next to the bed.

Mrs. Zhang has been used to it all her life.

When she was young, her husband failed to survive the ten-year catastrophe. She gritted her teeth and insisted on not remarrying. She worked desperately in the field by herself, which at least dragged her two children.

However, even if she worked diligently and diligently all her life, apart from accumulating such a set of "old and poor" and injuries accumulated from overwork, she really couldn't leave any more savings.

Yang Xiujuan rummaged for a while, and finally took out a gold ring and a 1 yuan regular deposit slip from old lady Zhang's pillow core.Looking at the things in her hands, the expression on her face became a little better.

Just as he was about to put away the things and continue to search for a while, a man's voice suddenly rang out behind him.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

Yang Xiujuan was acting guilty, and was caught off guard by the voice behind her, and her whole body stiffened for a moment.

Immediately, he quietly stuffed the gold ring and the time deposit slip in his hand into his sleeve cuff, then turned around and looked towards the door, and said with a fake smile: "Yo , Isn’t this my brother who is very busy and busy with everything?”

He moved the sleeve with the ring hidden behind him a little bit, and sarcastically said to the other side: "When Mom asked you if you would come back to celebrate the Lantern Festival, didn't you still say that you were not in City X? just came back?"

Yang Qinghao's eyes moved slightly, but he did not give up his words: "At that time, the tasks in the company were finished first, so I came back early. Is there any problem?" He added, "And today It's our mother who was hospitalized, it's such a big deal, don't say I'm in Linshi, even if I'm abroad, don't I have to buy a plane ticket and fly back right away?"

Yang Xiujuan sneered, and said, "You sound so nice, so what are you doing here? Our mother is still lying in the hospital. You are so filial, why aren't you guarding by her bedside right now?"

Yang Qinghao also smiled when he heard the words, squinted his eyes and looked at the other side and said: "I wanted to take care of my mother at first, but when I thought about it, I can't lose my sister's share in such things as being filial to my mother." , so this is not coming to you?"

Yang Xiujuan squinted at Yang Qinghao for a while, and finally lost her patience. She waved her hands and said, "Okay, you just pretend to be pretending in front of Mom, and don't do this with me in front of me. The two of us Who doesn't know who, seeing you like this makes me sick."

Yang Qinghao listened to what the other side said, and put away the hypocritical smile on his face like a fluke, looked at Yang Xiujuan seriously and said: "Since we said this, let's tear it up and say it."

He walked into the bedroom and looked around.

The corners and corners of the bedroom had been turned over by someone, and I still remember being restored by Yang Xiujuan. At this moment, all the clothes and sundries were piled up everywhere, looking like they had been hit by a disaster.

His eyes flicked over the messy objects in the room and finally fell on Yang Xiujuan: "Yes, sister, neither of us knows who, what do you mean by criticizing me from the moral high ground now?" ? Mom is still lying in the hospital, and you come to Mom’s house to search for things before she wakes up, aren’t you a bad thing?”

Yang Xiujuan raised her eyebrows, and said a little unhappy: "Yang Qinghao, I'm your sister anyway, and you should pay attention to me when you usually talk!"

Yang Qinghao curled his lips in disdain, and said with a sneer: "The one lying in the hospital is our mother, why didn't I see how much you respect and love her?"

Yang Xiujuan was blocked by these words, and for a long time she couldn't think of any words to fight back.

Yang Qinghao looked at the girl whose face turned green and pale, and felt relieved for no reason. He walked around the cabinet for a while, then stopped beside her and said, "What did you secretly take from Mom? Give it to me." look."

Yang Xiujuan's eyes flickered for a moment, then she turned around and wanted to leave: "What did you take? Don't you know how many things my mother can use?"

Yang Qinghao stretched out his hand to stop her and did not let her go: "I know too well, so I stopped you here." Staring at her closely, he said, "Today, you have to take out your things, we two five five Either you don’t even think about leaving, let’s spend time at our mother’s place and see who can spend more than whom!”

Yang Xiujuan didn't want to talk to him, and tried to rush out several times, but was stopped by the other side before taking two steps.Seeing Yang Qinghao acting like a rascal, she was terribly annoyed: "Yang Qinghao, you are so shameless!"

Yang Qinghao smiled, looked at the other end and said: "It's not just me being shameless, it's just that I don't like sister eating alone."

He blocked the door tightly, looking like a rascal who "is not afraid of wearing shoes on bare feet": "Anyway, it's impossible to let you go like this today."

Yang Xiujuan was completely out of breath when she heard this.But the other end was a tall man after all, and she couldn't deal with him even if she tried hard, so she finally compromised and smashed the gold ring hidden in her sleeve on Yang Qinghao; "After searching for a long time, it's just such a broken ring. I'll give it to you, I don't want it, okay?"

Yang Qinghao put his fingers in his hands and weighed them, a glint of joy flashed in his eyes, but there was still a bit of suspicion on his face: "That's all, nothing else?"

"Don't you know how much money our mother has?" Yang Xiujuan said angrily, "If you are worried, you can look for it yourself. What's the point of blocking me here?"

Yang Qinghao smiled and put the ring away.He raised his eyelids and glanced at the other side, and said casually: "Why are you talking so loudly, a woman has to look like a woman, look at our mother, how gentle and virtuous. Sister, you are so old, why don't you Do you know how to learn from Xue's mother?"

Yang Xiujuan looked at Yang Qinghao's face and felt angry. She sneered and said with her hands on her hips, "Are you still ashamed to mention our mother to me right now?"

The high-pitched voice was high-pitched and sharp: "Our mother's body is so strong, why is she half-dead all of a sudden, think about it, isn't it thanks to you?"

Yang Qinghao twitched his eyebrows, frowned and looked at her dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean?"

Yang Xiujuan seemed to turn over from the state of being suppressed by Yang Qinghao all the time. She regained the initiative, raised her eyebrows, and said in a strange way: "What do you mean by me—the one who has been abusing our mother and causing her to be hospitalized?" Nanny, isn’t it you who brought me here? Our mother hasn’t woken up yet. If something happens to her this time, the culprit is over there. You must be at least an accomplice to the murder, you know! "

Yang Qinghao heard that Yang Xiujuan gave him a shit bowl for assisting the murder as soon as he touched his mouth, and the anger in his heart burst out immediately. He sneered and asked: "Why did I find that nanny, no one else knows?" Sister, don’t you still understand?”

Yang Xiujuan frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "What does it have to do with me? The matter of finding a nanny is entirely up to your family, and I didn't interfere."

Yang Qinghao said in a choked voice: "Yes, you didn't intervene, we wanted you to intervene, but didn't you think it's troublesome and just passed it on to our family?" He added, "And hire a nanny for our mother, sister, you only have a babysitter for a month. For 1000 yuan, where do you want me to find a good full-time nanny?"

Yang Xiujuan immediately retorted: "Aren't you still careless? If you sincerely want to find a good nanny for Mom, I will pay less. Can't you make up for it?"

Before the words fell, the other end immediately raised a voice and asked: "They are all mother's children, and you only pay one thousand. Why should I pay more? You are hiding on the sidelines, but I contribute money and effort. Feelings, or am I doing something wrong?"

When Yang Xiujuan heard Yang Qinghao talking about fairness with her, she became even more angry: "When you got married, my mother gave you a lot more money for your daughter-in-law than the dowry for me. Why didn't you tell my mother at that time? Her child should give the same money? Oh, now that you have to pay, you, as a son, don't want to pay more!"

Yang Qinghao sneered, and was unwilling to entangle her on this topic any longer.Bypassing Yang Xiujuan, he rummaged through the marks she had turned over again, trying to find if there was anything that slipped through the net.

Yang Xiujuan was already ready to leave, but seeing him upturning the house in front of her without any shyness, and thinking about the gold ring that he snatched from his hand, she couldn't help but feel blocked for a while. Panicked, he didn't leave now, and continued to rummage in the house with Yang Qinghao alone, as if demolishing a house.

After digging around for a while, they couldn't find anything more valuable except for some scattered ten-cent bills. I glanced at Yang Qinghao and saw that he was sneaking something into his pocket, holding back. I couldn't help walking over quickly: "What did you take?"

Yang Qinghao said as if nothing had happened: "It's nothing."

Yang Xiujuan didn't believe it, she got closer, stretched out her hand and tried to pull towards his collar: "What the hell did you take?"

Yang Qinghao hurriedly stretched out his hand to push Yang Xiujuan aside, but who knew that the other end had quick eyes and quick hands, and pulled the corner of the thing out of his arms.

"Real estate certificate?" Yang Xiujuan looked at the thing in her hand, her eyes lit up, and a kind of extreme joy glowed on her whole face.

Yang Qinghao frowned and wanted to snatch the certificate back: "This real estate certificate belongs to our mother, and it has nothing to do with us without her transfer—you return it to me!"

"Return what? Don't you all say that this is our mother's property? What does it mean to return it to you?" Yang Xiujuan took the real estate certificate and stuffed it into her arms. "This thing is very important. Mom is hospitalized these days. I'm not worried about leaving it in the house... I'll just store it with me for a few days, and I'll take it back to her when my mother wakes up."

With that said, he was ready to go out.

Yang Qinghao naturally wouldn't believe the nonsense on the other side.

The two of them are coveting the old lady's house. It's not a day or two. Normally, his sister would take her son over there to sniff out and beat her up. Now the real estate certificate belongs to her. In his hands, he was not sure what she would do.

If he doesn't take measures to get the certificate back now, maybe the house will change its surname when he looks at it next time!

"You stop!"

Yang Qinghao grabbed the back collar of Yang Xiujuan's coat with one hand, and refused to let her go while dragging her. He said with a gloomy face, "Return the real estate certificate."

"Why? This is not your property." Yang Xiujuan held the real estate certificate tightly, with a provocative and guarded expression, "Our mother hasn't said who the house is for, you are now acting like the owner of the house." Doesn't it look like it's too early?"

"If you have to say something, it's boring. The right to inherit the inheritance should belong to the son. You, a married girl, always want to divide the family's things. If you say it, you won't be afraid of others poking your back!"

As Yang Qinghao said, he dragged the man back with his clothes to grab the real estate certificate.

The two of you were pulling my clothes, and I was pulling your hair, neither of them would give in, and soon they wrestled into a ball.

Ye Changsheng stood outside the house, taking in everything that happened in the house through the huge window, his eyes revealing the look of watching a play with great interest, then looked at the old lady Zhang beside him, curled up his lips and smiled, and said softly Authentic: "The living soul is separated from the body for the second time, not to mention that your body organs are beginning to fail in all aspects - it will be difficult to go back this time. Old lady, look at this, do you think it is worth the risk for you?" ?"

The old lady Zhang didn't make a sound, she just stared blankly at the pair of children who seemed to regard each other as enemies in the room, bent down for a while, rubbed the corners of her clothes with her hands, and muttered repeatedly with dull eyes: "Why?" Will it? How could it be like this? It shouldn't...it shouldn't be!"

While the two were talking outside, suddenly, Yang Xiujuan in the room lowered her head and bit Yang Qinghao's hand that was holding the real estate certificate.

She took this bite extremely hard, biting the hand on the other end forcefully, bleeding out.

Yang Qinghao was so painful from the sudden bite, he subconsciously let go of his hand.It's just because the force that was holding Yang Xiujuan earlier was too strong, now he suddenly let go, the other end couldn't stop the car for a while, and staggered back suddenly, the back of his head hit the corner of the protruding table in the living room .

Yang Xiujuan's pupils dilated instantly, her body froze, she touched the back of her head with trembling hands, then lowered her head, looked at the blood on her hands, and uttered two broken syllables tremblingly, then her eyes went dark, Just fell down.

Yang Qinghao on the side was also very frightened by this accident, he trembled and walked towards Yang Xiujuan who was lying on the ground, but when he got in front of her, a strong sense of fear surged up for a moment and he didn't dare to go He reached out to feel if she was still breathing.

His legs trembled slightly. He looked at Yang Xiujuan in a daze for a minute, and then tried to run out of the house.

However, before he could take a few steps, suddenly, he seemed to have stepped on something under his feet, and he rushed forward, and then he slammed into the iron gate in front of him, only to hear a dull "boom" , He fell to the ground, and even lost consciousness.

Ye Changsheng looked at the tragic situation in the room, and then glanced at the old lady Zhang beside him. After a while, he sighed and said to her, "Time is running out, let's go."

Yang Xiujuan felt as if she had been walking alone in a place where there was nothing for a long time. After an unknown amount of time, a rough voice suddenly came from her ear and pulled her back from the place where there was nothing.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep, you are an old man who knows how to sleep all day long. How can you be human? You can sleep so well, why don't you be a pig?" A black and thin woman pulled the curtains open suddenly, with a dazzling look. The sun shone on her eyes, causing her to groan in pain.

She struggled to open her eyes, and the old and dilapidated ceiling came into view, which made her think for a while before she managed to realize where this place was with her dull thinking.

The black and thin woman came over cursing and threw off the quilt on her body, grabbed her by the collar, and almost dragged her to the living room.

Scooped the gruel that had just been cooked into a bowl, and slammed it in front of her with a "slap".The scalding porridge splashed onto the back of her hand, and she couldn't help screaming "ah" from the severe pain.

However, following her scream, a slap with a strong wind hit her face in an instant, with a "slap", the slap made her ears faintly ring with tinnitus.

"What is it called? Soul?" The black and thin woman was full of anger, making her thin and mean face look even more hideous at the moment. Do you think you are the most precious in the world? I get up early in the morning to cook for you, and you only know how to eat and sleep, and you dare to bark at me when you sleep and eat?"

Yang Xiujuan was a little dazed by this sudden slap. She was stunned for a while, then looked up at the black and thin woman in shock and anger. Just as she was about to speak, she saw the other hand raised her hand and gave her another heavy blow. slap.

"What are you looking at? How dare you look at me like that, old man? Believe it or not, I'll gouge out your eyes?"

When the woman said this, there was an abnormal manic look in her eyes, and in Yang Xiujuan's eyes, she was so frightened that she dared not move.

——At this moment, she inexplicably believed that what the woman in front of her said was definitely not just a casual joke.If she resists again, she will really just goug her eyes out!

Seeing Yang Xiujuan obediently in front of her, the woman seemed much more satisfied.Her eyebrows stretched a little, and she threw the spoon over: "Hurry up and eat, don't delay me doing the dishes."

Yang Xiujuan didn't seem to understand what was going on right now, her brain was a little dizzy, and her reaction seemed to be extremely slow for a while.

The porridge was very hot, and it was almost impossible to eat it without waiting for a while.Yang Xiujuan just used a spoon to stir in the bowl, as if she wanted to make the porridge cool faster, but soon, her inflexible movements angered the dark and thin woman opposite.

"I told you to hurry up, and you're still dawdling like this, do you just want to make things difficult for me?" The woman snatched the bowl and spoon from her hand, "Don't you just want to torment me? Okay, Then I will serve you myself!"

As she spoke, she took a spoonful of porridge and stuffed it into Yang Xiujuan's mouth.

The gruel was very hot, and the iron spoon containing the gruel seemed to be even hotter. When the woman held up the spoonful of gruel and stuffed it into Yang Xiujuan's mouth, it seemed that the flesh in her mouth was scalded, and the severe pain made her He screamed in pain and rolled off the chair.

The woman looked at her in pain, and then a smile slowly appeared on her face. She put down the bowl, stretched out her foot and kicked Yang Xiujuan: "Look at you like this, you are like a peacock in the gutter. A reptile. Hahaha, I will call you a reptile from now on, what do you think, Mrs. Zhang?"

Yang Xiujuan felt a sharp pain in her eardrums. She looked up at the grinning woman with a little horror. She trembled for a while before reacting and looked at her wrinkled hands that were rough and thin like dead branches.

—that was not her hand!

Mrs. Zhang?What's happening here?

Yang Xiujuan felt that the pain from her slapped cheeks and scalded mouth almost made her collapse. Along with bursts of tinnitus, she also vaguely felt an uncomfortable nausea in her chest.

But because she was afraid that the woman in front of her would abuse her again, she didn't even dare to make a sound at this moment, but her whole body kept trembling, enduring the body's churning discomfort.

Fortunately, it was probably because she got pleasure from her early in the morning. After that, the woman did not violence her again, but the verbal insults never stopped.

This is the first time Yang Xiujuan has been treated like this since she was born.

Before that, she had never thought about the connection between herself and the word "abuse".

Logically speaking, she should have called the police or sought help as soon as she was abused, but the moment she faced that woman, a deep-seated fear made her inexplicably lose the urge to resist .

And... Mrs. Zhang?

Yang Xiujuan looked at the familiar old face in the mirror, her eyes were full of disbelief: How could she become her mother?

She clearly remembered that just a moment ago she was fighting for the real estate certificate with her younger brother Yang Qinghao in this room. Why did things suddenly change when she opened her eyes?

Yang Xiujuan suspected that she might be dreaming.

But soon she realizes that this is not a dream.

If this is a dream, this dream is too painful and a little too real.

Yang Xiujuan found that she had really become Mrs. Zhang.

Her movements were extremely sluggish, and her reactions seemed to be as slow as those of a real 70-year-old.She could only stay in her small house of less than 24 square meters with the black and thin woman who was hired to take care of her daily life [-] hours a day, and she had to endure the harsh beatings from the moody woman all day long.

The only time of the day when she could catch her breath were the hours when the woman was asleep.

Every day before she fell asleep, she desperately prayed to God that she would wake up from this nightmare as soon as possible, but no matter how many times she prayed, when she opened her eyes the next day, what she could see was still the devil-like black and thin woman.

Yang Xiujuan began to despair.

Why has no one come to see her?Day after day, Yang Xiujuan finally couldn't tell who she was because of living under the violence day after day.

When she looked in the mirror, she looked into her lifeless and cloudy eyes, and involuntarily began to talk to herself.

"Who am I? Who is it?" She babbled, "I'm Yang Xiujuan...I'm Yang Xiujuan..." She said it several times, then shook her head, and said in a softer and quicker voice, "No, no, Yang Xiujuan is me Daughter, I am not Yang Xiujuan. I am Zhang Cuilan...I am Zhang Cuilan..."

"Then why doesn't Yang Xiujuan come to see me? What about my daughter and son, why don't they come to see me?"

There were tears of despair in Yang Xiujuan's muddy eyes: "Why don't they come and see me?"

Suddenly, the ear-piercing phone rang, and Yang Xiujuan trembled all over her body. She turned her head to look at the phone that kept thinking about the ringtone, and seemed to realize it after a while. She moved tremblingly to the side of the phone, and then stretched out her hand Picked up the microphone.

"……Hey?"

"Hi, Mom, I'm Xiaojuan."

The extremely familiar voice came through the microphone, and Yang Xiujuan was stunned, her tears rolled down uncontrollably, her lips trembled for a long time before she managed to utter a few syllables: "Ah, Xiaojuan? when will you……"

"Hey, Mom, I'm calling this time to tell you that Xiaofeng's father's unit is temporarily on duty during the Spring Festival. I also have something to do here, so I won't go back this year. You should pay attention to your health when you are alone there. Tell the babysitter if you need anything."

The woman over there spoke so fast that Yang Xiujuan, who was already very slow in responding, couldn't get in.

The voice on the other end was a little farther away, as if talking to the person next to him: "Xiaofeng, come over and say hello to grandma, grandma loves you as a big grandson, and will leave you a share of any good things!" , smiled and leaned closer to this end, "You think so, Mom?"

Yang Xiujuan froze for a moment, as if thinking about what the other person was talking about for a while, before she let out a low "hmm" for a long time.

The other end seemed very happy to get her reaction, and passed the phone to another person. Immediately afterwards, a young boy's very energetic voice came from the microphone.

"Grandma, I miss you since I haven't seen you for a year. Although I can't see you during Chinese New Year, I will definitely go to see you when I have time in the future!"

Yang Xiujuan smiled and said "hey" twice, then nodded: "Okay...okay..."

The boy only said this, then turned around and returned the phone to the woman before, the woman said with a smile: "Then say so... Oh, yes, and the house I told you earlier Son, you have some snacks. You also know that Xiaofeng will graduate from college soon, and his future partner will definitely buy a better house. This is your only grandson.

Mom, I'm still busy here, so I won't chat with you.Hang up. "

As he spoke, he hung up the phone with a "snap" before he could speak again.

Yang Xiujuan was still holding the handset of the phone. Before she could say "goodbye" in her mouth, the sound of "beep" from over there made her feel at a loss again.

Hearing the blind voice of "beep", she stood for a while, and then she said "goodbye" to the empty phone, hung up the phone, and walked slowly to the wicker chair beside her sat up.

"Busy...all busy..." Yang Xiujuan nodded, leaned on the wicker chair and closed her eyes, her face showing a little relief, "They are busy, that's why they can't come. It's not easy to make money...it's not easy at all."

As he said that, his closed eyes slipped down from the corners of his eyes again.

Time began to pass faster and faster, and Yang Xiujuan began to be unable to distinguish day from night.Her routine all changed according to the preference of that black and thin woman.Sometimes, she would suddenly come running over in the middle of the night to wake her up. In the cold weather, she only wore single clothes and stood against the wall at the door until dawn.Sometimes, she will not cook for her for a day.

Yang Xiujuan felt her body weaken rapidly.

In the middle, her son and daughter also made a few phone calls to ask her how she was doing, but usually it was not her turn to speak, and the other end just finished talking on their own and hung up.

In the few words of each phone call, the proportion of "house" began to become more and more important, and the heavy ones almost began to occupy three-quarters of the content of each phone call.

Who is the house for?Yang Xiujuan, who already felt that she was Mrs. Zhang herself, felt that she hadn't thought about it.

She has lived in this house for so many years. Although it is old, broken and small, she has already had feelings for it.She always thought that she would live in this house until she died, and she never thought that one day her house would be demolished, and she would get a huge sum of money that she had never seen in her entire life because of this demolition .

But she doesn't want the huge sum of money.

She just wanted her children to be by her side, and then the family lived happily and normally for a few years, and then she could go down to meet her old man who died young with peace of mind.

Everyone was trying to talk to her, but no one was willing to listen to her voice.

The final turn of events came on the morning of the Lantern Festival.

When she was exhausted because she was punished by the black and thin woman for not being allowed to sleep for half a night the day before, and accidentally knocked over the soup bowl she handed her, Yang Xiujuan knew that she was really doomed this time.

She was dragged from the chair to the ground by the black and thin woman by her hair, followed by violent punches and kicks.

At first she curled up on the ground and howled, but in the end she didn't even have the strength to howl, so she could only moan in a low voice and beg for mercy, hoping to get a little mercy from the other side.

But obviously, the woman whose eyes were already red and who was in a state of extreme agitation would not give her any mercy at all.

After kicking and beating continuously for more than ten minutes, as if still not relieved, the black and thin woman looked around for a while, then went into the kitchen, came out with a rolling pin, and slapped Yang Xiujuan.

I don't know how many times she was beaten, but Yang Xiujuan, who was already numb from the pain, finally passed out.

In the drowsiness, she felt as if she had escaped from the heavy body she had before, and her body instantly became light and fluffy, as if she could be blown away by the wind.

Then, she heard the familiar voice of the man and woman.

The woman said: "Anyway, didn't the hospital say that there is no life-threatening danger? I am very busy now and don't have much time. I will come to see her again when I am free in two days."

The man said: "I'm not a doctor, and it's useless for me to stay here."

They said: "If she wakes up, remember to call me first and tell me, don't tell my brother (sister)."

……

After that, Yang Xiujuan woke up completely.

She opened her eyes blankly, looked at the familiar furniture around her, and then at Yang Qinghao who seemed to be unconscious lying not far from her. After a while, she stumbled up and walked towards the half-length mirror in front of the sink past.

Inside the mirror is a chapter of Yang Xiujuan's face. After a day, the delicate and sharp makeup on her face has been worn out. There is a kind of blankness in her eyes that does not belong to her. She looks at herself in the mirror for a long time, and then She stretched out her hands tremblingly to cover her face, and suddenly burst into tears.

Yang Qinghao in the living room also suddenly woke up, his complexion was also pale, for a while, he lowered his head and looked at his hands in a daze, he didn't speak, but his whole body felt as if he had a fever. Played a pendulum.

There was a dead silence in the room, only Yang Xiujuan's crying for some reason kept echoing in the small space.

After an unknown amount of time, the phone suddenly rang.Yang Qinghao was stunned for a long time before he realized that it was his phone ringing. He pressed the answer button on the screen, and before he could speak, he heard a clear and bright young voice coming through the phone.

"Mr. Yang? I am Ye Changsheng who has been accompanying your mother in XX Hospital. We have only met once before. Do you still have any memory?"

Yang Qinghao couldn't react for a long time.

Although it seemed that he met Ye Changsheng only one night ago, but because of the unbelievably real dream, thinking about what happened yesterday was like a time span of one or two years in between, which made him feel uncomfortable. There was a strong sense of confusion in the forbidden area.

Fortunately, Ye Changsheng didn't urge him, but instead asked: "Ms. Yang Xiujuan should be by your side, right? Would it be convenient for her to listen to the phone together?"

Yang Qinghao slowly got up from the ground, staggered towards Yang Xiujuan with his mobile phone in hand.The other end was still crying, and tears made a face dizzy like a grimace, which looked a bit hideous and funny.

"Ye Changsheng's phone number."

Yang Qinghao didn't know how to introduce the phone call, so he could only explain to Yang Xiujuan over there bluntly, and then chose to put the phone call on the outside.

"If both Mr Yang and Ms Yang don't quite remember what happened, then I'll briefly explain it."

Then I just heard that the other end cleared his throat, and began to speak in a calm manner: "Your mother, Mrs. Zhang, was sent to XX Hospital for treatment because she was abused by the nanny yesterday.