Face Slapping The Slag Gong System

"Grandma, who is crying?"

The tender child's voice was introduced into the ear. Qin's grandmother touched the head of her grandson. The wrinkled eyes showed a touch of helplessness. She put a light voice and whispered softly: "The dog is a baby, no one is crying." Go to bed early and go to school early tomorrow."

Qin Mu whispered a small mouth. He just heard the crying, and nestled in his grandmother's arms. He closed his eyes and held his ears and listened carefully. The crying just heard could not be heard. Only the sound of the whimper slammed into the air. The window slammed against the window.

The night is deep.

After Qin’s grandmother squatted for a while, she noticed that the little guy in her arms had a smooth and even breathing. This carefully placed Qin Mu on the bed, licking the quilt, sitting on the bed for a moment, then got up and went to the back room. She is a tailor. Her usual job is to help the villagers to mend their clothes and earn some money to supplement their families. As for her husband, she had no liver cancer ten years ago. Her son and daughter-in-law went out to work in the early years and never returned.

Qin Mu was eight years old, but he was a free-knowing master. When Qin’s grandmother was busy in it, he slept up from the bed and put on his shoes, pushing the door lightly. The air in the evening was very cold. Qin Mu sucked his nose, shrank his shoulders, and took a small step and ran in the direction of the cry.

The light next door was still open, and the sound of the low-rise bungalow was not good. Qin Muwo listened to the corner of the wall outside, listening to something that seemed to understand.

"Are you sure that the parents of the baby will not find it?"

"Old Chen has promised me that I have never been seen by anyone. Besides, we have spent all our money. Someone took the baby away. Then I have to let Lao Chen spit out the three thousand dollars we spent. ”

"Konawa has been crying just..."

The man interrupted in a loud voice: "Children are forgotten, and they will get used to it after a few days."

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Taking advantage of the gap between the two, Qin Mu slipped in with a light hand. This family lives in a small couple, has been married for many years and has no children. When Qin Mu is okay, he will come over. His mouth is sweet. When he sees someone, he calls his uncle and aunt. The young couple like Qin Mu, who often gives him sugar. .

After the familiar door came in, Qin Mu found a circle, and surely found a little boy who was asleep in the back room. The child looks like four or five years old, the skin is very white, looks like a lovable, powdery and tender, it is like painting the year-old doll.

He seems to be crying tired, the small body is shrunk into a ball, the small mouth is grievous, and there is a small fold in the eyebrow.

It seems very unhappy.

Qin Mu has never seen such a good-looking child in this Anping village. He couldn’t help but squat at the bedside, groaning, and he couldn’t help but stick out the fat fingers and poke the child soft. Slippery face. It seems that it is unbearable. The child waved his short hand in his sleep, narrowed his mouth, changed his posture, and showed something hanging around his neck.

Qin Mu discovered that the child had a gold lock on his neck, and it seemed to be engraved with a word.

He couldn't help but get closer to some of the shackles. He wanted to see what the golden lock was engraved on. The eyes fell on the child's face inadvertently, just as opposed to the other person's tears. The child did not know when he woke up, opened his mouth, and made a cry, and Qin Mu’s eyes quickly caught the other’s mouth, “Hey.”

The child who was caught in his mouth was obviously frightened, and the eyelashes with teardrops glimpsed, and the tears had a tendency to break the dyke.

Qin Mu is a young man, but he still knows a little about some things.

Anping Village is not as peaceful as its name. It is a very remote and backward village. The men in the village are poor and look down on the daughter-in-law. In the memory of Qin Mu’s vagueness, people in the village often go to arrest a certain family to escape. The daughter-in-law is such a thing.

Grandma often warned him not to take care of other people's affairs.

Qin Mu looked at the little boy in front of him. He should have just come here. The clothes he wore were very good. He was better than all the materials he had touched in his grandmother’s shop. His lips were red and white, and he knew it was good at first glance. Children coming out of the family.

He whispered, "Do you want to find your mother?"

The boy was caught in his mouth and could only answer up and down.

Qin Mu: "Do you know where your family lives?"

The boy hesitated for a while, and the look in his eyes gradually faded.

Qin Mu scratched his hair. He knew what it was like to leave his parents. He had never seen his parents since he was born. Grandma said that his parents went out to work and soon returned. This sentence she chanted in his ear every year. Once, he also no longer believes from the beginning with hope.

Think about yourself, and look at the poor child in front of him, Qin Mu suddenly wants to help him.

At that time, he was too young. Although he was more mature than his peers, he was only an eight-year-old child. He naively thought that if he took the child out of here, he would find his parents one day, so he was On this ordinary silent night, he quietly left the boy with the little boy.

"Brother, it’s so dark."

"Don't be afraid, I am pulling you." Qin Mu is also a little scared. This is the first time he walked alone in the night. In order to divert his attention, he began to chat with the children. "What is your name?"

"Mom and dad call me fruit."

"Oh, how old are you?"

"Five years old." The child stumbled and followed Qin Mu's footsteps. He did not forget the milk and said: "I have a lot of fun toys in my house. When I find my mom and dad, you can come to me to play with my brother."

Qin Mu touched his head: "To speak and count."

As a result, the two still did not go out of Anping Village. The Sujia couple found out that the children were gone in the middle of the night. They immediately called the people in the village to look for them. Finally, they caught Qin Mu and fruit in a small forest.

In the early days of Qin Mu, I didn’t understand things. The people in the village didn’t pursue him. Qin grandma brought Qin Mu back home and took out the feather duster and beat him. In the past, Qin Mu did something wrong. Grandma Qin had never been willing to beat him. This time, she was really angry. The strength in her hand was not small, and the skin of Qin Mu’s **** was smashed.

Qin Mu’s temper was stubborn, and he did not admit his mistake. He bit his lip and his tears rolled in his eyes and never rolled down.

When the chicken feathers were interrupted, Qin’s grandmother cried Qin Mu, who was in her sixties, and her face was wrinkled into a rag. It was really sad. Forty years ago, she was never left after being trafficked by a trafficker. She didn't want to go out. At first she was born every day. Later she was forced to give birth to her son. She recognized her life and wanted to bring her son. Big.

Later, the pillow-side man who had been arguing with her for a lifetime died. Her son went out to work and disappeared. He left the only grandson. She has been in this life. She only hopes that Qin Mu can have a good future and can leave. This broke the decaying village and went outside to be awkward.

A drop of hot tears lingered on the back of Qin Mu's hand. He opened his eyes with tears. This was the first time he saw his grandmother crying. The heart was stabbed by something. He hurriedly extended his hand to rub the old man. Tears, Grandma Qin took his hand and told him over and over again: "There should be no matter what you should not manage in the future. This village is not saved."

Qin Mu listened to the ignorant understanding, the old man’s tears flowed into his heart, and he did not dare to do anything extraordinarily.

It’s already a month’s time to see the fruit again.

Su’s husband and wife are obviously very concerned about the new member of the family. Even if the family’s poor clinking, he still gives him the best he can give. When Qin Mu saw him, he changed his new clothes and his chest remained the same. Hanging the long life lock, holding a plastic bag in his hand, the bag is filled with colorful candy.

A group of children are playing hide and seek, and the fruit stands outside the crowd. It seems to be out of place. The little figure stands there, and the wind blows down. There is no glory in the eyes of Qin Mu.

Qin Mu did not know what he had experienced this month, and there was a kind of well-behaved in his expression.

Ben said that he had to take him away. As a result, he did not say that he did it. Qin Mu had some guilt in his heart. He could think of his grandmother’s tears. He wanted to go to the front and paused. At this moment, there was a dirty child suddenly there, and Qin Mu’s eyes pointed out that at that glance, the little boy who didn’t take a bath for a long time was the famous bad boy in the village.

Qin Mu didn't know what his name was. The children in the village called him monkeys, and they often did things like stealing chickens and dogs.

When the old man in the village talks about monkeys, he will say that his family's genes are not good, his father is a robber, he hasn't come out yet, his mother is a prostitute, and the old bachelor in the village often goes to visit her. It is said that the monkey's grandparents are being taken by him. Mom and Dad are mad at life, and now the monkey follows his niece mother.

When I saw the monkey appear, Qin Mu guessed that there was no good thing. This is not the case. The monkey came to the candy on the fruit hand this time. Qin Mu watched the monkey push the fruit to the ground, and then grabbed the candy in his hand. The fruit looked soft and bully, and the temper was also very embarrassing. Seeing others grab his candy, his little hand slammed The bag, why not release it.

The dirty little face flashed a fierce look. The little boy slammed the fruit on his stomach, the plastic bag was torn, and the candy licked and fell off the ground. The children around are not familiar with the fruit, and no one wants to provoke the monkey to be the star of the sorrow. Only watching the drama at the side, Qin Mu frowned, and stepped up in two steps and protected the fruit behind him.

Although he is only eight years old, he is very fast, especially in this group of children.

Seeing the boy patronizing the candy on the ground, Qin Mu walked up and pointed at the high buttocks.

"what!"

A sharp squeak pierces the eardrum.

When Qin Mu bowed his head, he confronted the boy’s eyes with fierce light, like a wolf’s eye.