[US Entertainment] The medicine cannot be stopped

It is said that they are neighbors, but in fact, the Hill family is only next to the Bosenman family's farm, and there is still some distance from the house where they live.

The winter snow has not disappeared, and the large wheat field of Bosenman’s family is covered in silver. There are only a few criss-crossing trails. The white snow is mixed with mud, and the trampled snow is covered with footprints of different sizes. .

Daisy stepped on the footprints on the snow on the path all the way, repeating the words of greeting silently in her heart. She wanted to look as sensible and polite as possible. Children make friends.

When she crossed the short path and approached the door of the neighbor's house, Daisy began to hesitate.

At the beginning, she didn't have much hope for this friendly interaction between neighbors. On the one hand, she didn't know how well the two children of the Bosenman family got along, and whether she would like to be friends with her. On the other hand, It was because when she hesitated and prepared mentally along the way, and plucked up the courage to plan to pay a visit, she heard a fierce quarrel broke out at Bosenman's house on the first day of the new year before entering the door.

In Daisy's impression, including her own parents, on the first day of the new year, no matter how much conflict there is, Nancy and Dave will try their best to maintain the harmony on the surface until the clock turns twelve o'clock in the morning. Clear the ledger.

On the first day of the new year, Daisy unilaterally felt that the relationship between the two adults in the Bosenman family might not be very good.

She has read from books that most children whose parents had a bad relationship during childhood will be more emotionally sensitive. They are often more autistic and withdrawn, and it is not easy to become friends with others.

Of course, compared to the inductive method in which three or four cases were cited in the book, Daisy herself believed in the deductive method a little more. Before getting along with Sen, she would not jump to conclusions hastily.

Giving up without trying is not in line with her style. How can you experience despair if you don't work hard?

But the biggest problem now is that she doesn't know whether it will be rude to visit when others are arguing, and whether it will accidentally hurt her if the neighbor does something.

Although there is no fight yet, according to the personality of Texans who can use their hands and never talk too much, there is a high chance that a quarrel between husband and wife at this level will turn into a fight.

What would happen if she chose to insist on visiting now?

Daisy sat on the snow-shoveled steps in front of the house, listening to the intensifying quarrel in the house, looking up at the clouds in the sky, playing the follow-up scene after opening the door like a marquee in her head: the neighbors quarreled to a feverish stage, hands-on At that time, she accidentally beat her to death, the poorest and weakest one. In order to escape the punishment of the law, the two conspired to throw her dead body quietly in the wilderness.

Or a neighbor accidentally beat her to two-thirds of her death and sent her to the hospital for emergency treatment. The Hill couple had to sell their house because they couldn't pay the high medical bills. The family huddled under the overpass and froze to death in the cold winter night.

Or the neighbor accidentally beat her to two-thirds of her death, and she was in a panic on the way to the hospital, causing a series of car accidents due to speeding, resulting in the death of half of the residents in Texas...

But what if she chooses to give up, doesn't even dare to try, and just runs away?

Immediately another scene appeared in her mind, she retreated completely and became the laughing stock of the whole United States, and even after she died of old age, the tombstone was engraved with "This is a deserter", and she spent a long life in the ridicule of everyone. ...

It seems that the ending is not very good. It is really difficult to distinguish which is more sad, to die in pain or to live in pain.

To live or to perish, that is the question.

With the sound of broken glass, the quarrel in the house stopped abruptly, followed by the sound of ping-pong-pong smashing tables and chairs. Daisy leaned against the door of Bosenman's house and listened for a long time, confirming that the couple She had already started, she frowned, but in the end she didn't dare to muster up the courage to knock on the door.

But if Nancy found out about her behavior of not going in when she arrived at the neighbor's house, she would definitely be disappointed with herself.

Besides, Nancy worked so hard for a long time, and even she didn't get a bite of the fruit of her labor. If she couldn't send it out, how disappointed she would be.

Daisy stood at the door of Bosenman's house and paced back and forth, finally gritted her teeth and made up her mind that no matter what method she used, she must give this gift...

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The door of the room covered with posters was firmly locked, and in the living room separated by the door, the sound of parents' fierce quarrel was mixed with the sound of messy furniture and utensils breaking.

George and his sister Sierra, huddled in their crowded bedroom, tried to minimize their presence, not daring to make a sound.

Their father was a shrewd Jewish-American who managed the family farm painstakingly and provided the siblings with fairly good material conditions.And their mother is a mixed race of South African blacks and Jews. She is good at gambling and has alcohol addiction. She often performs some small activities that are beneficial to physical and mental health when she is drunk-beating children.

As a farmer, Aaron Bosenman, whose work is not easy, is impatient with his wretched wife, who is harmless to his wife and will not disturb his little hobby. He has always turned a blind eye to his attitude , and will only stop his wife's drinking activities when the two children are beaten to death.

The relationship between the two has always been tepid. This is the first time he has seen such a quarrel like today. The reason seems to be that his mother suspects that his father has a girlfriend outside.

None of them knew whether Aaron Bosenman had a girlfriend, but at this moment, George hoped that he could find a new girlfriend instead of asking his parents to divorce, at least to give them an excuse to fight, so as not to The mother who idles around every day and has nowhere to go can only pass the time by beating her children.

Unbearable swearing words kept coming out of his mother's mouth. George hurriedly covered the ears of his sister, Sierra, who was only one year younger than him, for fear that his sister would learn his mother's vulgarity.

Compared with George, who has a stubborn personality and rarely bows to others, Selah, who is good at judging the situation and pleasing his mother, is beaten and scolded less often than George. Although both brothers and sisters also dislike their parents, Selah still treats them With a glimmer of hope, she doesn't want her parents who are already in a bad relationship to have conflicts again. She still believes that their parents will reconcile one day and love their children like other parents.

"George, let's persuade the quarrel. If this quarrel continues, Mom and Dad will divorce."

Saila sobbed and asked for her brother's opinion. Like her brother, she was of three-quarters Jewish descent. She also had deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, slightly curly short black hair, and eyes that occupied most of her face. She looks very much like a doll.

"No, Saila." George ruthlessly rejected his sister's request. He didn't worry about his parents' feelings. It would be better for him if the two could get a divorce. "Going out now will become a punching bag for my mother, and then my father will follow suit. Let’s teach us a lesson with our mother, even if they stop fighting, we will be beaten.”

Compared with the few feelings left by his parents, George still felt that his own life was more important.

Sara lowered her head in frustration, and George couldn't bear the look of crying, but no matter how much he couldn't bear it, he would never be so stupid as to hit the muzzle of the gun and become a sandbag.

"Miss, don't be sad, there are only a few minutes left, and your parents will stop soon."

The half-open window of the bedroom was opened from the outside, and a half-worn basket was placed on the edge of the window, and then a familiar little girl poked her head out of the window and climbed into the window with great effort.

George watched his bedroom being invaded by unknown creatures, and after recovering, he realized that the little girl seemed to be a neighbor's child.

"Hello, I'm here to give New Year's gifts. I live next door to your farm, and I hope to become friends with you." Daisy sat on the window sill, her legs were too short to reach the ground, and she didn't seem to have the trouble when she climbed in. With the stones as footsteps, I can only stay still and say hello to my neighbors.

George kindly moved a chair for her, and was a little curious about the fact that her parents would stop arguing: "Is there any way you can make my parents stop arguing?"

With a smile on her face, Daisy took out two bagels from the basket and distributed them to George and Sierra, and took the opportunity to eat one herself.

"Of course, after all, I can't go to the main entrance to visit them like this. I feel that it's impolite and dangerous to come here at such a time, so I try to make them stop for a while."

She stepped down from the window sill on a chair and looked at the clock on the wall.

"It should be here soon. I called the police when they first started to fight. The police in Texas are so efficient, and they will definitely come over in a while to persuade the fight."

Saila stopped her tear-wiping hands, her eyes widened in disbelief, and her voice trembled: "Call the police?!"

Daisy nodded as a matter of course, and took out the old-fashioned flip phone in the pocket of the padded jacket. It was Nancy's phone, because she was worried that she would take it with her when she went out.

"Of course, because your parents sound very noisy, we are just children, of course we have to ask the police for help to stop them!"

This was the solution she had thought for a long time while sitting on the steps of the Bosenman's house.It can not only ensure her safety, but also deliver the gift that mother asked for.

George was also caught in the twists and turns of the neighbor girl's thoughts, and nodded in agreement: "This is a good way, Sierra, so that we can stop Mom and Dad from arguing, and won't be used as a punching bag."

Saila stomped anxiously, and stepped on George's instep angrily: "This is not good at all!"

She didn't care about other things, she opened the door and Daisy, who had her ear on the door, hurried to stop the parents who were fighting in the living room.

"Sira! Come back!"

George didn't have time to stop her, and he was worried that his sister would face the danger alone, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and rush out of the room.

The living room was in chaos as George had expected. His mother was pulling his father's clothes tightly, half of her hair was disheveled, and there were a few bloodstains on her cheeks.His father looked even more miserable. Not only was his clothes disheveled, but his face was also bruised and purple. It was obvious that he had been beaten a lot.

Aaron used the excuse of not scaring the children, and finally had a short intermission. Before the anxious Saila could tell the news of the neighbor calling the police, his wife, whose hands stopped moving, began to question him endlessly.

"God! I really hope she can calm down for a while." Aaron sat decadently on the messy sofa, covering his face and sighing.

But his wife, who is of half-black blood, became more and more vigorous in cursing, and even the cursing sentences began to rhyme, full of rhythm.

Daisy was overwhelmed by the talent of self-made rap after being scolded by the hostess of the neighbor's house, and couldn't help but beat the drum set at the stairs to her rhythm.

Seeing that George, who was temporarily safe, didn't know what he was thinking at the time, he hummed a few words along with his mother's rap and the neighbor's beat, and finally couldn't help but picked up the guitar placed at the door of the room, and followed the rhythm guitar sounded.

Aaron stared dumbfounded at his wife scolding more and more vigorously in the melody provided by his son, and even his daughter, who didn't know what to say before, clapped her hands along with the rhythm in a daze.

... so tired, you all bully me!Racial talent is great? !

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