After dressing as a white python and raising a cub [Quick Transmigration]

The Internet is not so developed in this era, let alone three years ago.

It wasn't any breaking news, so there weren't many related reports, but it was enough. The content found in the search could fully understand the whole story, so Wen Shi clicked on one at random.

The headline is bold and conspicuous: Woman resists domestic violence husband and stabs him to death.

"Recently, a murder case occurred in the Jinxiu Garden Community in Jiangcheng City. The suspect Qiu Moulan and her husband Yu Mouliang were married for ten years and had a son. The family that should have been happy and harmonious was destroyed on a stormy night. I understand that Yu Mouliang learned three years ago that his son was not his own, but that his wife was accidentally conceived by a gangster, and thus began the domestic violence against Qiu Moulan."

"After three years of enduring, Qiu Moulan finally stood up and resisted. In desperation, she stabbed her husband five or six times, and Yu Mouliang died on the spot. So far, the suspect Qiu Moulan has been sentenced to three years in prison for manslaughter due to excessive self-defense. They were sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment, and their son testified in court as the only eyewitness. And because the couple had no other relatives, their son was sent to an orphanage to be raised on their behalf."

The writing of this article is a bit random, it doesn't look like an official report, but just after reading this, Wen Shi's heart is like being tied to a heavy burden, sinking to the bottom.

He ordered a few more articles, although there were some minor differences, but most of them were similar, and there was no difference in things.

Sure enough, the facts were more difficult to solve than Wen Shi thought.

Although things have passed for a long time, this kind of thing is for an eight-year-old child.

Knowing that I am not my father's own son, seeing my father's domestic violence against my mother, and seeing my mother kill my father, I have to testify in court, and finally become an orphan because of this. Things that test the endurance of the heart.

And Xiaoyu is stronger than Wen Shi thought, he has survived all these.

Wen Shi turned off the computer and crawled to Xiaoyu's door. He didn't know how Xiaoyu got here these past few years, how serious the torment in his heart was, and the reminder that the progress of the task was decreasing kept ringing in his head. The door stopped again.

Where to start?

It might be more hurtful to bring up old things again, but it seems that I can't bear it if I don't talk about it. Wen Shi's heart has a few pimples, and I don't know how to solve it.

Yu Yin covered his face in the quilt, he knew how ugly he was crying now, the quilt was already wet.

But he didn't dare to make a sound, he didn't want the little snake to hear it.

When he saw the picture of his father on the doll, Yu Yin told himself to be strong. He suppressed his sadness, but his body couldn't help shaking.

Later, his mother rushed in, her appearance made Yu Yin hate and pity him at the same time, he didn't know what kind of emotion he should use to face her.

However, the moment he rushed into his room, he couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

In Yu Yin's memory, his father looks Zhou Zheng, and his smile is a bit silly.

He is also very tall, and often let himself ride on his shoulders, as if climbing a hill, the world has become shorter.

My mother is also very beautiful, and every time she comes to pick up Yu Yin from school, she always attracts the attention of many classmates.

Before she was five years old, Yu Yin vaguely remembered that her parents had a very good relationship, and they spent the rest of their time together except at work.

They also take care of themselves in every possible way, and the family enjoys themselves happily, which is simply a model family in the community.

Later, Yu Yin didn't know what happened, it seemed that the sky changed overnight, and her father became irritable and manic, and began to stay out all night.

Even when I got home, I didn't speak well to my mother, and sometimes even yelled at her.

As for herself, her father doesn't seem to have any obvious changes, he is still a loving father, but Yu Yin can keenly feel the subtle changes.

For example, the impatience in the tone of the corners of the eyes, for example, forgetting his birthday, and being told to make up the gift the next day.

Later, I didn't even bother to make up for the gift, and just perfunctorily said happy birthday.

In the past few years, my mother has also become increasingly depressed. She used to never go out without makeup, but since she was five years old, she has become less and less concerned about her own image. She sits on the balcony of the master bedroom all day long, looking out at something .

Every day after school, Yu Yin is the happiest.

He always lies on the railing of the kindergarten, guessing whether it is mother or father who came to pick him up, whether he has snacks or small snacks in his hand.

But when he was six years old, Yu Yin went to elementary school, but no one picked him up anymore. The teacher asked him, and he said that his home was close, and he was only a few steps away.

However, the fact is that he is carrying a heavy backpack, and the journey is as long as going to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, and every step is suffering.

Sometimes the weather is hot, and the sweat keeps flowing down and mixed with the face. I don't know whether it is tears or sweat.

Because when you taste it with your mouth, it tastes the same.

Dad seemed to have disappeared from this home, and only after returning for two days on the weekend did the home look a little like it used to.

But his father's cold violence against his mother escalated, and he finally couldn't help but do it.

That day was Wen Shi's seventh birthday, his father didn't remember anything, and his mother gradually forgot.

Yu Yin remained silent, he was the only one who remembered, he didn't bother to say anything, because he could only get a few perfunctory sentences.

After dinner, he retreated into his room. Dad wanted to come and tell him a story, but Yu Yin refused because he wanted to go to bed early.

Yu Yin actually couldn't sleep, she only felt wronged, but she became sleepy after crying.

In a daze, he heard his parents quarreling. He didn't know what the quarrel was about, but he heard his father make a move.

He got up from the bed in fear and wanted to go out to have a look, but the door was locked.

Outside the door was my father's abuse and my mother's painful wailing.

Later, domestic violence became a habit, and my father's face became more fierce, while my mother became more depressed and in a trance.

But Yu Yin couldn't do anything, even if he wanted to go out and stop him.

This house is like a dilapidated thatched cottage, which is precarious and might collapse one day.

Yu Yin didn't know why it happened like this, he didn't dare to ask, and he couldn't find out if he wanted to.

Until the night of the weekend of his eighth birthday, Dad brought back a woman who was still holding a two-year-old child in her arms.

He knew it was all over.

"Mom actually loves dad very much." Sometimes mother would sit on the balcony and hold Yu Yin in her arms, saying this while Yu Yin listened silently.

Mom said she was happy every time Dad came home, even though she knew there was a good chance of a beating.

But my mother didn't say why it happened like this.

When my mother heard the doorbell that night, she woke up from the confusion. She hurriedly looked at the door, and her face also had some expressions.

However, Dad didn't come back alone. She saw the strange woman and child behind Dad, as if they had been pushed into the cellar of the ice storage, cold to the bone.

Yu Yin didn't show his face, he hid in his room and listened.

Although it was vague and he couldn't understand some words, he understood the general meaning.

It turns out that I am not my father's biological child, but the product of my mother's rape. This is the root of all evil.

My mother said that she was forced, and she didn't dare to speak out, because she knew that she would be abandoned by her father if she spoke out.

Who knew that she was pregnant at that time, and it was too late when she found out, because my father also knew, he thought it was his child, so naturally he would not let her have an abortion, so he had to give birth.

Dad said, no matter what, you just betrayed me. Why did you hide from me and be forced? It's really that simple?

Yu Yin's mind was blurred at that time, and he suddenly didn't know where he was in this family.

After arguing with the parents, they moved their hands. The woman fought but left with the child.

Yu Yin didn't dare to go up to fight, they beat harder and harder, and even broke the table leg.

Both of them were angry, and in desperation, mother took the fruit knife on the coffee table and stabbed it.

In a blink of an eye, blood was flowing, and his home became a murder scene.

The mother was so frightened that she dropped the knife in her hand, and crouched in the corner looking at her husband who was killed by her, the person she loved the most.

Yu Yin calmed down at this moment. He walked to the study and dialed 110 on the landline.

Then sat in the study and waited quietly, waiting for the police to take them away.

When the police came to the scene, they were also shocked by Yu Yin's calmness, and even wondered if he had been frightened stupid.

Later in the court, Yu Yin personally testified and sent her mother to prison. The family just fell apart, and Yu Yin also entered the orphanage.

Yu Yin didn't know what kind of feelings she should have for her parents.

He is just a child, at an age where the three views are not yet sound, and he really doesn't know how to deal with such a sudden incident.

Yu Yin knew that his parents loved him very much.

Dad should have known that he was not his own when he was five years old, but he still insisted on treating himself with the usual treatment.

He knew that his father couldn't let go of the five years of relationship, and wanted to ignore the fact that he was not his child, but he couldn't.

And my mother loves Yu Yin very much, and he can feel every little bit of daily life.

Yu Yin obviously should and should love his parents, but he can't control his emotions.

I love my dad, but his mother is abusive.

Love mom, but she made herself not dad's biological son.

Yu Yin is very conflicted, even though her mother is out of prison now, she is now next door to her.

But he still doesn't know how to face the past, and he doesn't know how to face his mother.

Yu Yin didn't want to tell Xiao She about these things, he didn't want Xiao She to feel sorry for him, so he huddled in the room by himself.

However, he longed for the little snake to come in and comfort him.

Just like that night at the back of the orphanage, Hanzi died in an accident. He didn't dare to tell Little Snake, but he needed someone to talk about it.

"咚咚咚" knocked on the door, Yu Yin raised his head to stop the crying, and he wiped away the tears on his face with his clothes.

When he opened the door, he saw the little snake standing at the door. A warm feeling surged in his heart, and he smiled reluctantly.

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