Chapter 57

Simply packed up things, song Yarong walked quickly in the campus, casually turned around and saw a familiar figure.

Isn't that Wu Lu? Why is she still here? Shouldn't she be on her way back at this time?

It suddenly occurred to me that Wu Lu's abnormal appearance at noon was probably related to this matter.

Song Yarong has a whim. She follows Wu Lu all the way and turns into a shabby street. She lowers her head and doesn't find the person behind her.

After a long walk, Wu Lu raised her head and looked right and left. Song Yarong quickly hid away and leaned against the wall for fear that she might find something.

Listen to the voice did not, quietly out of the head, where the standing figure disappeared.

It should be her home near here, otherwise how could she walk so fast? This road is full of straight alleys, and there are no other alleys.

Looking around every household, which is Wu Lu's home?

"You rebellious girl, you came back so late. Why didn't you bring something to me?"

The walls are covered with dust, and a large area of the house has fallen off. Looking at the appearance that it can fall down at any time, there comes a reprimand.

Curiously, he stepped forward and looked through the crack of the door. A skinny woman was about to hit the girl sitting on the ground.

The girl covered her face, very quiet crying, also do not make, let the woman reach out to hit.

The woman she saw stretched out her hand again. Song Yarong's figure flashed faster than the speed of light.

He pushed open the door and grasped the hand that was about to fall. "Is that how you discipline children?"

"Who are you, madder? You can manage my affairs!" It's against the heaven that some people dare to meddle in her business.

The girl sitting on the ground is Wu Lu, who has just disappeared. At the moment, half of her face is red, and her hands can't be covered.

I didn't expect that her family was so cruel that her child would give her hand and reach out to help Wu Lu on the ground.

"Who am I? I don't care what you have. If you beat the child like this, believe it or not, I will sue you for domestic violence and put you in jail."

She really has never seen such parents, so unreasonable, how to say that Wu Lu is also her daughter, unexpectedly so to her, no flesh and blood affection.

No wonder Wu Lu is so strange. It turns out that there is such a female tiger at home. How could she be well.

As soon as she heard that she was going to send the woman to prison, Wu Lu immediately panicked, "no, no; Yarong, don't send my mother to that place. "

"You little son of a bitch, shut up and let you find me some men. I can't get them. What's the use of raising you?"

Say another big palm to want to fall down again, fortunately song Ya Rong protect, can can can accept that is about to fall down of palm.

Wu Lu was startled. Song Yarong was standing in front of her. Before she came forward to protect her, song Yarong had already dragged her.

Wu Lu's tears fell again.

"Don't make any noise. Let go, mom. Don't make any noise." Wu Lu stood between her family and her classmates who were good to her. It was hard for her to choose.

Four eyes relative, no one wants to be downwind.

From her words, song Yarong does not know what this woman wants to do, let Wu Lu find a man back, is it lonely?

It's also a time when I'm old enough to feel.

"How can you say that Wu Lu is also a piece of meat falling from you. You can bear to beat and scold like this." It's half sarcastic.

"It's our family business. It's not up to you to say three things and four things. You look so white and like to meddle in your business."

Eyes turned to Wu Lu, sharp and merciless, "a handful of excrement and a handful of urine pull you up, it's time for me to enjoy my happiness."

"You'd better get out of here, or I'll sue you for trespassing!" This is to song Yarong.

At the same time, he broke away from Song Yarong's hand. Regardless of Wu Lu's pain, he pulled her pigtail and pulled down his side.

"Ah

Wu Lu screams subconsciously, immediately forbids her mouth and bears the pain of her scalp. Song Yarong frowns fiercely.

This is how painful, but Wu Lu did not say a word.

"What are you doing? It hurts her." Cried song Yarong.

"It's OK, it's OK, Yarong, you go first. I'll solve this problem."Wu Lu knows that she is so ugly that she can't see anyone. She needs to let song Yarong leave here as soon as possible. She cares about herself and is very happy in her heart. She just looks for the situation to develop. She can't tell what will happen in a while.

"We'll leave some things till tomorrow, OK?"

"Now I really can't explain it to you clearly. Can we talk about it then?" Wu Lu constantly urged her to leave.

Looking at Wu Lu anxious appearance, song Yarong has no way, looking at the woman angry appearance, or not at ease left.

Deliberately hide in the door for a while, make sure not to hear the sound of beating and scolding, she really left.

This place is seven turns and eight turns, and many places are the same. Before long, song Yarong was completely lost. Along the way, what I saw most was a big red character demolition. Obviously, most of the houses were empty, and the people here almost moved away.

Song Yarong couldn't find a way out of the empty alley. She turned around and didn't know where she had gone.

Just when she was worried, she happened to pass by an old woman who was walking.

Seizing the opportunity, song Yarong went forward and asked, "do you know how to get out of here, grandma?"

"Ah? What do you mean, sugar? " He bent down and held his ear, shouting what she couldn't hear.

"I said, grandma, where can I get out of here?"

"Out? That way. "

Song Yarong took a breath and looked along the road pointed by her grandmother. She thought it was a little familiar, "thank you."

It's almost six o'clock. She hasn't told the driver that she has come out, so she shouldn't be in a hurry.

Along the way, the road is more wet and slippery, and the walls are full of dripping water, leaving it down.

I didn't take a few steps to see a dead end instead of a market.

This is the exit. What's the matter? It's a dead end. What can we do? How can she go back.

"Oh, where are you from? What a beautiful girl! It's really nice."

Just as song Yarong is thinking anxiously, an obscene male voice rings behind her, rubbing her palms from time to time, as if she is ready to have a big meal.

Song Yarong's back is stiff. She turns her head mechanically and looks at the obscene man. She is flustered. "What do you want to do?"

"You say what I want to do, look at your long powder tender, taste should also be good."

That wretched man, pressing step by step, song Yarong step by step back along the saliva, so scared, she has not encountered such a thing.