He lacks love and company, and seldom smiles. When he smiles, the man squints his eyes. His eyes are greedy, but his tone is very gentle: "if you like, go and have a look."
"Is that ok?" He's a bit reserved“ Of course. " The man didn't know what he thought of. "Listen to your mother, you haven't been to school. I've helped you apply for school and bought you several books. I'll teach you how to read? After all, you're 10 years old, and all the 10-year-old kids in school are 10 years old
To read the third and fourth grade, you do not understand anything, school can not keep up with the progress
"Good..."
The boy was a little excited. The man brought some learning supplies. It looked as if he had been ready for a long time.
The boy turned and saw that someone had already written and painted on it. The man explained, "Oh, my friend's children played here before."
The boy was about to speak, and the man held him in his lap. The boy was a little repellent. He wanted to push him, but the man held him more tightly. "Don't move, it's easy to teach."
He felt his hands around his waist. He was stunned. He looked up and saw the man's eyes. The familiar feeling came again. He felt a little disgusted, and his hands gradually went down.
The boy didn't know many things, but he had seen them many times. In the past, his mother often brought men back. He had seen such things for countless times. Although he didn't know what it meant, he knew what would happen next. He turned pale and struggled to get down, but he couldn't help it
The breath was too small and useless, but the man suddenly released his hand. The boy fell to the ground and hit his head on the floor. He felt dizzy. He was too painful to move.
The man looked down at him and kicked his stomach without pity. His face was cold: "you know a lot, don't you have experience? Also, with such a mother, how can she be inexperienced? " He used to be very satisfied with the boy, but he was extremely addicted to cleanliness in this aspect. He didn't like the things used by others. He felt cheated. The more he thought about it, the more angry he was. He kicked several feet hard until the boy fainted in pain, and then stopped
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When he woke up, there was a loud noise outside.
The little boy was hurt by the man's kick. After a long time, he stood up and went out stumbling. The sound of several people's conversation penetrated into his eardrum.
"Mr. king, how could we lie to you? Well, the boy really never -- "
"Give me back?" Mr. King sneered: "he has no experience. When I touch him, he knows what I want to do."
The man looked at Mr. king as if he was really angry. He glared at the little boy's mother and said, "why didn't you tell me that he used to --"
"No, absolutely not." The woman said quickly, "I can guarantee it, otherwise... Or you can have a try."
The man also echoed: "yes, if you have a try, you will know everything?"
The little boy understood something and stood still. After a while, he turned back and looked at the curtains of his study. He turned back to his study and climbed up the window to leave. But he seemed to think of something. He turned back and gently turned over the cupboard, where he grabbed a lot of Mr. Jin's money
Then I turned the window and left. After he left for a few minutes, his mother and they seemed to have reached an agreement. Mr. king turned back to his room and found that the man who had been lying on the ground had disappeared. After looking around, he didn't find him. He looked at the open window and understood what he had learned. He was angry
Call someone.
After a while, the boy's mother and they came back, and the woman was so anxious: "gone? How could it be gone? "
"It should still be nearby. He's injured. He can't run far. Hurry to find him." Said the man.
But Mr. Jin snorted: "no, you return the money. I won't do this business."
Originally, he was very satisfied with that child, but he turned out to be a mature one. He hated such crafty children most. He still liked those soft, ignorant and rebellious children.
Two days later, the woman was driven out and went back to the silo.
Because Tongzilou is the house of women's parents. Here, they can live without rent.
When she got home, her son, whom she thought was missing, had already lived in it.
It's just that he's wearing the dirty clothes he didn't take away before, and his face is dirty.
The woman was not angry. "You, how dare you run away? Do you know what will happen to me if you leave like this? "
Said, want to catch him, the child dodged, little child, eyes are cold: "you have sold me, what consequences do you have, what matters to me?"
"You --"
Without waiting for her to finish, the boy ran away and came back at night, because he knew that his mother would go out every night. If she didn't go out, she would have no money to eat.
Their mother and son have come back to live here.
But, after a week, his mother suddenly brought a man back, the boy came back, the man saw him dirty, frowned: "why so dirty?"
His mother quickly said: "don't worry, he washed clean, and looks very beautiful."
After the last time, she learned that in this world, beautiful little boys are even more popular than women. She couldn't help but come up with the idea.
The man looked at the boy more and found that although the boy was dirty, his skin was white and tender, and his facial features seemed very good. He was quite satisfied.
The boy was familiar with the man's eyes and ran away.
His mother immediately ran after him, but she didn't run past him and was run away by him.
When the man left, he came back. His mother was furious and was about to scold him. He took out a knife and said, "if you call someone again, I'll cut him to death!"
His eyes were calm, and he didn't look like a liar at all. His mother was angry: "no, right? After that, don't think I'll give you another cent. It's none of my business if you starve to death. Then, don't beg me! "
The boy didn't speak, put down his knife and went to sleep.
Neighbors suddenly found that before did not hum, timid children, expression a lot of indifference, to all people are indifferent.
And his mother, who never cared about his life or death, often didn't go home for several days.
Until more than a month later, outside the messy silo building, there was an extra limousine.
The children in the building ran downstairs to watch, but they didn't dare to get close. A middle-aged man in his forties came down from the car. He had a stiff suit, followed by two men. He walked upstairs, stood in front of the boy's house and knocked on the old rusty iron door.