Chapter 74

"Good, very good." Meng Shaoting pointed at her face from afar, and unexpectedly laughed sinisterly: "Fu Jingzhi, you're really ruthless!"

, you really can do it! When you heard that leaving a child without any money, you beat the child up without hesitation, Fu Jingzhi, so it turns out that I have really misjudged you!

"You wicked woman, you will not have a good ending!" Meng Shaoting suddenly grabbed her delicate neck, which looked as if it would break in the wind. He fiercely enunciated each word, and then suddenly released his grip, pushing her down heavily onto the bed. He turned around and walked out of the ward …

With a bang, the sound of the door closing seemed to smash onto her heart, as she quietly knew that she was still maintaining the posture of him pushing her away just now, lying there in a twisted manner. She reached out her hand with a shivering body, stroking the deep finger mark left on his neck, Meng Shaoting, don't you know, that your family's humiliation caused my father to die, and also caused your child and I to die at the same time.

Me and you, the last bit. From then on, it's fine if we don't see each other, but if we do meet again, we will only be enemies.

Dad's funeral was very grand. I knelt in front of Dad's spirit for three whole days and three nights, and there were very few people at the funeral, so it was a bit cold, but I was satisfied. In this quiet space, I carefully thought about everything that had happened since I was young.

He is the best father in the world, and I am the most unfilial daughter in the world. When he is gone, I will send him to his death and protect his tombstone for the rest of my life. I only hope that one day, when I am dead, I will turn into dust and be sprinkled on his grave to accompany him.

Mommy was so sick that her beautiful black hair wasn't affected by it at all, and now it's actually more than half of it. Mommy was so stimulated by Daddy's death that she didn't do anything all day except sit at the mouth of the alley waiting for me to come home, but she didn't want me to worry about her. She just wanted to see me come back from work, so she could ruthlessly curse me and use the most vicious language in the world.

I was a joke from my neighbors, and gradually everyone in this big neighborhood knew that I was a bad woman, that I was despicable and shameless, that I was pregnant with some unknown evil creature, that I had angered my father to death, that my high head was finally lowered, that I was wearing dirty work clothes, that I was walking along a dirty alley, that I walked close to the wall, that I had my head down, that I was most afraid of running into people, that I was most afraid of hearing knocking on doors.

Those who chase after debts, those who demand all kinds of fees, those who harass others. hooligan … I was scared, but what I was most afraid of was what happened three years after my father left.

Three years ago, Jingyuan was sold, but I was still lucky because it was still there. When I was free, I would look at it from afar, or sit outside the wall for a while to listen to the various sounds inside. I could hear, really hear, the sound of flowers blooming, the sound of leaves falling, and my father's voice talking to me …

But now, as I was turning and turning about, I learned that the garden had been torn down, and when I had finished all my work and squeezed out for half an hour to run to the garden, there was nothing left of it but ruins, and the barrage of excavators had soon flattened my house, and the tall tree below me had been dug up by the roots, and it lay there, so big, but so lonely.

I know that it must be crying, and only I can hear it. I've already said it before, there are many sounds in the quiet garden that no one else can hear, only I can.

I walked around the ruins for a long time and picked up a broken slingshot. I was so naughty when I was young and I could even hit birds, so Daddy made me the most beautiful little slingshot.

I carried the broken slingshot in my arms, and then I went and sat down at the remains of the garden and cried.

My childhood, my youth, all my happy, sad, painful, happy time, will never come back.

The weather was clear Wednesday, October 9, 2001.

With a full stop, Zhi Ming closed the diary. Through the mottled window, Song Zhi saw a thick tree branch right in front of her window. He couldn't help but smile before reaching out to touch the green leaves.

"What are you doing? Laughing like a fox spirit standing at the window, you are looking at those streams. You're in a hurry again after not coming for a few days, aren't you? You are so cheap, so eager to find trouble. Man? You don't feel comfortable without a man touching you, do you? "

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind him. He took a deep breath and quickly retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted. He turned around timidly and saw his mother standing behind him with a straight face, glaring at him.

"Mom, I didn't, I …"

"What about me? Aren't you going to work? I heard from your neighbor, Aunt Li, that you were flirting with the construction workers at the construction site. You forgot the pain when you recovered so quickly? Have you forgotten that you have a bastard in your belly without a father? Aren't you afraid of what people are thinking of you? How are you going to get married? Even now, you still don't know your own identity. Do you think you are still the young miss of the Fu Family? If you weren't so shameless, do I need to look at the faces of your neighbors to worry that you won't get married? "

After Song Rumei said all of this in one breath, she knew that her face was already deathly pale. She lowered her head and firmly grabbed onto the corner of her clothes, "Mom, I was wrong. "Don't be angry, I'll go to work now. Go rest and wait for me to come back to cook."

Song Rumei saw that her attitude was not bad, and rolled her eyes at her. He then took the dirty clothes from the basin and went to the water room.

"Mom, you keep it, I'll wash it. Your health is not good …"

"No matter how unhealthy I am, I am still clean! Don't touch my clothes, I find you dirty! " Song Rumei pushed her aside, opened the door, and walked towards the water room at the end of the corridor.