Baby

Huh...ha...huh...

The sound of breathing was particularly anxious in the empty room.His thirsty throat was like burning dry wood, and even swallowing saliva was painful.

It has been the third day of living in this small, dimly lit room, and the boy is slowly getting used to the discomfort of the musty smell mixed in the stale air.He prefers to keep the windows closed, with the curtains drawn tightly, curled up in the corner of the bed - it makes him feel more secure.

On the round dining table, there are meals with the lids opened and only one bite taken.The carefully cooked beef was delicately placed in the compartment of the thermos, but only the broccoli for decoration was bitten.

The boy buried himself deeper into the quilt, but the body temperature seemed unable to pass into the cold quilt.The boy took a deep breath and closed his eyes...

The body began to fall, but was suddenly pulled back to the shore.In front of him was an extremely ferocious and familiar woman's face: "Hey! Where did you hide, you little bastard? Fuck, you're here."

Before he had time to struggle, he was pulled up by the back collar.The back fell on the wooden board, and it was a cold, low square table.

Snapped.There was a plate of shriveled rice with some green vegetables and tofu, but it exuded a pungent vegetable smell. "Hurry up and eat! Damn it, a kid with a big fart dares to pick and choose. If you dare to leave any leftovers this time, you will have to eat today's together tomorrow! It's a shame!"

The woman is over [-] years old, and her body is already slightly bloated.Sitting on a stool with his legs raised, he condescendingly looked down at the child lying on the ground, with mean and disgusted eyes.

Unpalatable meals, cold liquid drying on the cheeks.I tried my best but couldn't make a sound, but my body mechanically repeated the eating action.

He doesn't dine with adults, he has a low square table of his own.When the man and the woman finished their meal, the woman would put the leftovers on a small plate and throw it in front of him.He was really hungry, every minute of the day, his stomach was empty.Sometimes when he cries too much, the woman may feel compassionate and prepare an extra bowl of rice porridge for him.But he knew that she didn't like her leftovers the most.Sometimes when there is too much food left, the woman will beat him with a broom in the yard.It's the same this time.

The door opened suddenly, and a bald man with a beard came in.The first time the man entered the door, he found the woman, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.He didn't seem to notice the child on the ground, the man just walked to the woman in a hurry, with a child-like expectant and shy smile on his face: "You're back."

The woman turned her head dismissively, snorted twice, then turned her back, and continued to urge the children on the ground to eat quickly.

The man touched his head resentfully, and didn't say much, as if he was used to it, he turned around and went to get a water glass from the table.Suddenly, the man's palm froze on a gold-plated bracelet on the table. After a moment of silence, the man's face suddenly twisted!

Snapped!It was the sound of a water glass smashing against the concrete floor. "Fuck you!" Mixed with the woman's scream, the man flew up and landed on the top of the woman's head, pinning her to the ground in one fell swoop.

The back of the woman's head hit the ground, and blood flowed out along the uneven potholes on the concrete floor.The child was so shocked that he forgot to eat, and his eyes widened.

"Go out to fuck around again! You bitch!"

Punch after punch, the woman's terrified roar pierced the ceiling.The man's nails scratched the woman's beautiful cheek mercilessly.Wanting to vent out the great hatred, the man's eyes were bloodshot, and he kept spitting out unbearable obscenities, looking completely irrational.

"Mommy mommy!"

The cry of the child filled the house.But this low bungalow is several miles away from the people living in the village. Even if the child's desperate plea for help tears the sky, who can hear it?

God is in heaven, and the devil is on earth.Only the man who is close at hand can hear it.

The child was also punched and almost lost consciousness.When he woke up again, the man had already left.The woman was lying on the ground, ragged, with disheveled hair.

The child ignored the pain, and tried his best to grab the floor and move towards his mother: "Mom, mom, mom, mom..."

The woman seemed to be slowly waking up.The corner of the mouth was still dripping with blood that was still completely solidified. The woman calmly arranged her clothes and hair, and then slowly turned her head to look at the child with a bruised nose and a bruised face covered with tears on his face and scars on his body.

Five seconds of staring at each other, but it seemed as long as 50 years.

Finally, the woman quietly stood up, took two steps forward, bent over, and spit out a mouthful of thick bloody phlegm on the child's unfinished dinner plate.

The air suddenly became fresh. It turned out that someone quietly drew the curtains and opened the window.

Fresh oxygen drifted into the small room.The boy woke up again with tears in his eyes.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and it was a strange, yet somewhat familiar voice.

"Tang Li, wake up." It was an extremely gentle voice, accompanied by the warm palm gently covering his forehead, "Son, it's time for dinner."