The girl was very happy.
There is a bamboo forest next to the girl's house. When the wind blows, the bamboo leaves rustle.
It should be a noisy sound, but at this moment, it is unexpectedly quieter than the ghosts and wolves howling in the house.
"Teacher Qiao, have some water."
The little girl sensibly offered water to every visitor, including Qiao Sisi, who had just smashed her father's head.
"Well? Aren't you afraid of me?"
Qiao Sisi sat on a small wooden stool, smiling at the little girl's face, trying to find expressions of fear or terror on her face.
But surprisingly, she failed.
The little girl looked at her with clear eyes like a pool of spring water, without showing any negative emotions.
She shook her head and said sincerely, "I was a little scared when I saw you smashing the bottle just now."
"I'm afraid my father will die and Teacher Qiao will have to pay for his life."
This answer made Qiao Sisi raise her eyebrows, a little surprised.
It's a bit like being on the road, expecting to encounter wolves and tigers, but unexpectedly discovering a little rabbit.
Then the rabbit looked at you, without any malice, but showed you kindness.
She took the disposable cup from Fangfang and took a sip.
The boiled water from the old-fashioned teapot has a unique taste. Qiao Sisi is not used to it. After swallowing that sip, she didn't drink the second sip.
She patted another small wooden stool beside her and motioned Fangfang to sit over.
"You are not afraid of your father's death, but that you will become a homeless child without your father?"
Shouldn't normal children worry about the person who is close to them first?
No matter how good Qiao Sisi is to them, it can't compare to their own relatives, right?
Besides, Qiao Sisi and Fangfang have known each other for less than a week.
This child can say such things, either she is abnormal or her father is abnormal.
Fangfang shook her head again and told her own experience.
"My mother divorced my father when I was three years old. She went to the big city and never came back."
"From childhood to adulthood, my father only knew how to beat people and drink. He would either beat me or my grandmother, or even both of them."
As she spoke, she rolled up her long sleeves to reveal the scars on her hands.
"This is what my father beat me. When I went home last week, he whipped me with a bamboo whip."
"If I could, I would like to stay in school, but my grandmother is too tired to work alone, so I want to go home to help her."
"Teacher, am I a child without conscience?"
This beautiful teacher must think she is a bad child.
She doesn't even care about her father's life or death, so cold and ruthless.
However, if she faced a storm of abuse and beatings every time she went home, she would rather not have a father.
Perhaps, she and her grandmother would live better.
Fangfang smiled as she spoke, revealing a dimple on her side face.
For the first time, a very shy child said so many words in front of Qiao Sisi.
Qiao Sisi felt a pang in her heart, and her heart was touched. She felt an indescribable pain, choking in her throat, unable to get up or down.
"You are a good child."
Qiao Sisi hugged Fangfang, pressed her in her arms, and patted her shoulders gently.
She said softly, "You are already a very brave child."
"You are braver than when the teacher was a child."
"When the teacher was beaten when he was a child, he would only cry."
Fangfang looked up at her in disbelief and asked, "Will Teacher Qiao, who is so powerful, be beaten?"
She seemed to have heard from other classmates that Teacher Qiao was a big star on TV and a very powerful person.
Would such a shining person also be beaten when he was a child?
She thought... Mingzhu and a gray stone like herself had a completely different childhood.
Fang Zhou had almost dealt with the matter, and the compensation and apology had been completed. He came out to find Qiao Sisi and prepared to visit the next family.
But at the corner, he heard her talking to a student, and his footsteps paused. He originally thought of coming back later.
But the next moment, Qiao Sisi's words aroused his curiosity again, nailing him to the spot.
Qiao Sisi let go of her hand, put the cup on the ground, and recounted the past.
"When I was a child, my father was just like your father. He would beat people when he drank."
"I came back after failing the exam and met my father.
When he got angry, he beat me to death, and my mother protected me, but I could only cry. "
"But I'm grown up now, and he can't beat me anymore."
Qiao Sisi said, while gently stroking Fangfang's head to comfort her.
"When you grow up, you can also protect yourself."
Fangfang nodded seriously and said crisply: "Then I want to grow up quickly and become as awesome as Teacher Qiao! "
Qiao Sisi smiled and looked at the bamboo forest in front of her in a daze.
Although she didn't want to recall the past, those scenes were already playing in her mind.
In the messy house, her parents often quarreled over trivial matters because of their incompatibility.
The family was not poor, on the contrary, the family was very rich, but they would quarrel over money.
When the quarrel was fierce, her father would beat people, and the sound of her mother crying and shouting would surround the whole house.
She was locked in the room and couldn't get out. She could only hear the sound of her father beating and her mother crying.
Occasionally, she would come back earlier than her mother, and she would be beaten by her father first, and when her mother came home, the two would beat each other together.
Even later, her father cheated on her and found a mistress, and the mistress sent the bed photos of the two to her mother's mailbox to provoke her mother.
At that time, Qiao Sisi, who was only ten years old, persuaded her mother to divorce. What did her mother say?
She said: "No, I love him so much, he will definitely come back. "
Yes, Qiao Sisi's mother loved her father terribly.
Even though he was abusive and cheated on her, she still couldn't control her emotions.
Like a moth to a flame, she was reckless, thinking that one day, she would finally see the end of the storm.
Unfortunately, her father didn't look back.
He was so carefree outside and never went home. All Qiao Sisi saw and heard was her mother who cried all day and what she said in her ear all day.
"Men are wild horses that have broken free from their reins. Although they like to gallop outside, one day, they will return to their hometown."
At that time, Qiao Sisi seemed to be obedient and agreed with her mother, comforting her: "Sooner or later, Dad will remember your goodness. "
But she sneered in her heart: I will not allow my horse to have a chance to escape. If it does, I will kill it before it runs away.
For example, Fang Zhou now, if she can't own him, then she won't give others the chance to own him.
She would rather the horse die than let others ride it.
(Today, my favorite jade bracelet broke, woo woo woo, crowdfunding to buy me a new one)
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