The Stepmother was Overturned

In fact, Zhuo Wenshu would turn back to look for Shi Jiaojiao. The biggest reason was his distrust. Zhuo Wenshu refused to believe what Shi Jiaojiao said.

She said that she had brought his mother to Sanhu Community, the original site of his home, but as long as she didn't see people, Zhuo Wenshu couldn't relax.

Rather than rushing to the air and looking back for this woman, if she died in this pit, or if she was caught and torn by those gangsters, where would he go to find his mother.

Zhuo Wenshu pinched Shi Jiaojiao's nape and pulled her away. The rope on her waist was untied, tied to Shi Jiaojiao's waist in twos or twos, and she pushed her back, "Climbing up with the rope."

Zhuo Wenshu was shocked when he came back to Shi Jiaojiao. If he left to find his mother, Shi Jiaojiao also arranged at home that he had to find his own reason.

But since Zhuo Wen's book is back, that reason is no longer necessary. No matter what he came back for, what he thought in his heart, in the final analysis, he was still soft-hearted.

A person's heart is like iron, and he only needs a heart-wrenching reason, but if he wants to be soft-hearted, even if he finds a thousand or eight reasons for himself, he is still soft-hearted.

How could Shi Jiaojiao miss this opportunity?

She was suddenly "dizzy" and lost the fierce energy that had just strangled Zhuo Wenshu. She was limp, and trembling like taking drugs, grabbed the rope and climbed two steps, and then she fell very "weak".

"Ah..." Shi Jiaojiao matched a painful cry like a cat.

Zhuo Wen's face turned darker behind him.

Shi Jiaojiao didn't turn his head and begged him, so he gritted his teeth and went on himself. He would surely fall off after three steps. After a few strokes, his arm was red.

It looks so barren and pitiful, this is Shi Jiaojiao's conclusion when he sees his vague image through the water in the mud pit on the ground.

Coupled with pretending to be strong, but unbearable, the grunt leaked from the teeth, and those with poor concentration can directly call his elder brother.

This image will give birth to a heart of compassion, even if it is a man of iron.

But Zhuo Wenshu was not made with iron. He was tied with steel bars and had no compassion. He just wanted to strangle her to death.

When Shi Jiaojiao tried to climb upward for the seventh time, Zhuo Wenshu suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"If you can't go up, you can die here." Zhuo Wenshu's voice fell from Shi Jiaojiao's head, full of malice, cold and merciless.

You are dead here!

Shi Jiaojiao replied in his heart, and soon my cheap father will be driving a colorful Ferrari with countless bodyguards to pick me up!

She raised her eyes and stared at Zhuo Wenshu, and ran away all night. She took it all night in the dirt pit. Zhuo Wenshu’s stubble was stained with a lot of dirt and her face was a little flowery, but she did not look embarrassed at all. The stubble that popped out also neutralized his overly delicate eyebrows and gave people hormonal stimulation.

The sun shone from the top of his head. He didn't know if he was squatting in the white flour factory. Shi Jiaojiao himself was white enough, but Zhuo Wenshu's face was exposed as soon as the sun was white, dazzling people's eyes.

Shi Jiaojiao is not a blind man, but also has aesthetics, not to mention her character templates, men and women are set according to her favorite appearance.

At this moment, when I met Zhuo Wenshu's gaze, I couldn't help but applaud-what a little white face!

Even his blind eye covered with purple plaques is not hideous at all, and the bottom of his eyes is covered like broken purple jade.

The distance between the two was very close. Zhuo Wenshu lowered his head to untie the rope she tied to her arm. It was the first time Shi Jiaojiao looked at the character she wrote so carefully, she reached out and wiped his face against the dirt... It's even dirtier.

Zhuo Wenshu flashed backwards, avoiding Shi Jiaojiao's hand stretched out again like swine fever.

Shi Jiaojiao reached out and grabbed the rope that Zhuo Wenshu was solving. When Zhuo Wenshu looked over again with a sullen face, he quickly tiptoed and pecked at his blind eyes.

His lips were as hot as last night, Zhuo Wenshu froze while holding the rope, Shi Jiaojiao saw that he was stupid, pulled his shoulder and pressed it again, whispering to him. "Not ugly."

After finishing it, she was ready to meet Zhuo Wenshu's reaction, but the next moment she was pinched to the dirt wall, she still couldn't hold back a scream.

The paralyzed neck was stuck again, and Shi Jiaojiao gloomily thought that Zhuo Wenshu might have a habit of neck training.

"Do you know what it feels like to lose sight of your eyes?" Zhuo Wenshu laughed. Shi Jiaojiao was really **** wondering, how could his teeth be so white without brushing...

He smiled, with natural red lips, and he squeezed it, more like it was stained with blood.

His fingers slowly moved from Shi Jiaojiao's neck to her face, and his thumb was pressed against her eyeballs through the eyelids slightly hard, Shi Jiaojiao was really trembling this time.

Her eyes were pressed against the stars, and she suspected that he was going to pull out his eyes in the next moment.

She was not afraid of death. After all, she had been strangled to death several times, but she was really scared when she picked her eyes. She really didn't dare to think about the scene.

"Wen... Wen Shu..." Shi Jiaojiao lightly grasped Zhuo Wenshu's wrist and slowly rubbed and soothed, "Do you want my eyes?"

"Will you give it if you want it?" Zhuo Wenshu said, with some effort, "I've seen the way the eyes are dug out. They look different from the outside. They are very big. Step on it... !"

Shi Jiaojiao shuddered, and Zhuo Wen Shusensen smiled, "It collapsed all at once, and the place where it was dug was hollow, and the bleeding couldn't stop."

Shi Jiaojiao didn't dare to fart anymore. Zhuo Wenshu saw that she was scared, and couldn't help asking maliciously, "Didn't you say that you love me and you want to compensate me?"

"You know, the feeling of blindness is not invisible..." Zhuo Wenshu's thumb gently rubbed Shi Jiaojiao's eyes, touching his lover's face, but the hair on the back of Shi Jiaojiao's neck was erect.

"It's not all black." Zhuo Wenshu said.

He leaned close to Shi Jiaojiao, almost pressing her against the dirt wall, with a grit of teeth, "I really want you to taste that too."

Shi Jiaojiao made him frightened, but after seeing him touch him for a long time, he didn't really mean to pick him up. He was bold again, and he simply ignored his eyes and stretched out his hand to hug Zhuo Wenshu's waist.

I closed my eyes and shed tears of being poked, "I am willing to give you, I am willing to give you everything, but not for you to pick it out as a bubble step, I am willing to use it to make you feel the existence of your eyes again and see this again. world…"

Zhuo Wenshu did not move her eyes, did not even push away Shi Jiaojiao, who was holding his waist. The expression on his face was unpredictable, and he returned to indifference for a while.

Pushing Shi Jiaojiao's forehead, she leaned back and said coldly, "Wait for death." Two steps back to the run, after a few kicks, she jumped into the pit.

Shi Jiaojiao had a flower in one eye, and gently rubbed it with her hand, tears streaming down her eyes, she couldn't open it at all. Without taking Li Zhuowen's book, she actually cursed him all over the sky in her heart.

There was no sound from above, Shi Jiaojiao leaned against the wall, earning his eyes a few times, and finally saw something vaguely, thinking that since Zhuo Wenshu is gone, she will go back and lie down for a while.

Before he could move, a ball of rope was thrown from the top of his head and hit Shu Jiaojiao's head.

"Tie on your waist, I'll pull you up." Zhuo Wenshu emerged from the side of the pit, his face stinking worse than before.

Shi Jiaojiao was even more surprised this time, looking up at Zhuo Wen's book with one eye, as if looking at a fool.

But because she was crying more severely, this look of looking up was pitiful, because she couldn't see it herself anyway.

Zhuo Wenshu saw her crying face and her eyes that couldn't be opened. He clenched the fingers of the rope tightly, pursed his lips, frowned and urged, "Hurry up!"

The system suddenly prompted resentment to drop by 2%, Shi Jiaojiao froze, wiped his tears, and couldn't see Zhuo Wenshu's expression against the light.

Is this a windfall? That made him really pull out his eyes... No, she was scared, it was too cruel to pull out, she would accept it if he had an operation.

Shi Jiaojiao is not nonsense this time. He tied the rope around his waist and grabbed it with his hands. With the strength of Zhuo Wenshu, he quickly got up from the pit.

After he came out, Shi Jiaojiao silently untied the rope on his waist, thinking that the effect of this hammer was really good, or else he would raise it for the second time? Let me be your eyes or something, it’s easier to sensation...

The two of them walked out from the mountain, far away, Zhuo Wenshu walked forward, his coat was taken off and tied around his waist, his thin arms and upper body, looking straight from his back, looked like he was rolling in a mud ditch. However, the still pure and kind character is just as fascinating.

But Shi Jiaojiao didn’t want to appreciate it. She bit her fingers and wondered about bad things. On the way, she encountered the same deep hole as the big hole they had fallen. Zhuo Wenshu stopped and frowned to observe. Lie, this is not a sinkhole, it is artificial, why, is it digging for oil?"

She took the **** too seriously. Zhuo Wenshu stayed in it for so many years. Even though he was clever, his thoughts and insights were somewhat blocked. After he came out, he could hardly recognize the big changes in Yunshan City. In fact, he saw this stuff. It was already the third one, and he was wondering, being interrupted by Shi Jiaojiao, simply stopped thinking about it.

Even if I think about it, I still can't think of it all the time. After digging this pit, he fell into the pit together.

Shi Jiaojiao actually knows where to go and can get out of the mountain, but as a pure and innocent hostage held in a coma, how could she know?

So she followed Zhuo Wenshu's back and circled most of the time, and the two finally got on the highway.

All the mobile wallets on her body were raided by the "robbers". Fortunately, I met a driver who was kind enough to drive a large truck on the side of the road and took the two directly to the city.

The driver in the car looked a little strange at the two people, thinking that the young couple who had a quarrel between the two were damaging Zhuo Wenshu's words.

Shi Jiaojiao "weakly" helped to explain. In fact, he rubbed the fire with each sentence, and quickly portrayed Zhuo Wenshu in the eyes of the driver as a **** who beat his wife.

Zhuo Wenshu was silent. After listening to the ideological education along the way, Shi Jiaojiao was dark and calm, leaning softly on his shoulder.

The driver put the two at a fork in the road not far from Sanhu intersection.

This time Shi Jiaojiao took the lead, and Zhuo Wenshu followed him step by step. They both fell silent as they walked along the street. They entered the community and went upstairs. The corridor was very quiet. Shi Jiaojiao could hear Zhuo Wenshu's heavy breathing.

When he arrived at door 308, Shi Jiaojiao stood still, turned to read Zhuo Wen's book, and saw him quickly wipe his eyes, his eyes were red and his voice was dumb like an old door shaft, "Open the door, if my mother is not there, I will take you here Unloaded."

Shi Jiaojiao pointed to the top of the door frame, "Touch it, the key is on it."

Zhuo Wenshu's expression cracked in an instant. He used to go to school and his mother bought vegetables at the market. The key is here.

Zhuo Wenshu raised his hand and touched it, touched Luo Hui's key, took Shi Jiaojiao aside, and shook his hand to open the door.

But only after inserting it into the keyhole and twisting it half a turn, the door opened from the inside.

A fat aunt was surprised, blocking the door and asking, "Who are you? Who are you looking for?"

Zhuo Wenshu's face changed suddenly, his head was about to make trouble, Shi Jiaojiao stepped forward and said to the fat aunt, "It's me," Shi Jiaojiao pointed at Zhuo Wenshu, "This is my husband, how about my mother?"

The fat aunt stared at Shi Jiaojiao in a daze, mainly because she was too embarrassed now, but quickly recognized her and let the door open.

After the fat aunt who could block a door stepped aside, Zhuo Wenshu couldn't hear anything. Shi Jiaojiao couldn't hear that he was her husband. He just stared at the woman in the wheelchair in the house and raised his foot. The time of entering the door is already bursting into tears.

The fat aunt took the slippers, but Zhuo Wenshu had already rushed into the door. He ran to the front of the wheelchair and looked at the middle-aged woman who lowered his head to play with a kitten. He stretched out his hand to cover his mouth for fear of frightening her. Suppress the choked throat, until the veins violently violently, and his face flushed.

"Oh, you are..." Seeing someone break in, a family doctor came, but he stopped when he saw Shi Jiaojiao behind Zhuo Wenshu.

Shi Jiaojiao waved her hand. The people in this room were all paid for by her. They were very respectful to her, "Go ahead with you."

She stood behind Zhuo Wenshu, and Zhuo Wenshu slowly stretched out her hand, gently covering the thin blanket of the woman on the wheelchair with her legs covered, her lips trembled for a long time, and then she knelt on the ground and shouted tremblingly, " mom…"

The woman in the wheelchair didn't even lift her head, and smiled and tinkered with the kitten there.

Zhuo Wenshu lowered his head, put his forehead on her lap, wrapped his shoulders and started crying, Shi Jiaojiao sighed, and said that you are really "mother" and you are going to kill you. As a result, the paper man I arranged for you, you It's filial piety to death.

She also squatted down and hugged Zhuo Wenshu from behind.

Shi Jiaojiao put his head on Zhuo Wenshu's back and whispered softly, "I really know I was wrong. I shouldn't lose my mother. Now I will give you a home, Wen Shu, don't hate me anymore..."

Zhuo Wenshu's shoulders were still trembling, his pain and hysteria were all squeezed in his chest, and only Shi Jiaojiao who was attached to it could hear clearly.

Feeling the real pain of Zhuo Wenshu, she spoke with so much truth and sincerity, rubbing Zhuo Wenshu's chest with her hand, trying to relieve his pain, "It will definitely get better and better in the future. Our family is together, I promise, it will get better and better, don’t cry, I feel distressed..."

Zhuo Wenshu's tears fell on the floor, and some fell on Shi Jiaojiao's wrists, which were warm and hot, just as he was kind and hot in his heart.

Shi Jiaojiao counted, every time Zhuo Wenshu shed a tear, the resentment value dropped by almost 2%.

She couldn't help but raised her head and kissed him on the back of the neck.

My heart said, cry harder, my "good son".