Chapter 261

Revenge is to be avenged, but to be beautiful. If he takes revenge and plants himself, the idol will not be at ease in heaven.

Ying Hannian picked up his mobile phone and walked outside the wine room. His footsteps on the ground were low. "Tuan Tuan, last time I was in the mountain area, the story hasn't been finished. Do you want to hear more?"

The story on the street of life and death.

She knew he couldn't sleep easily tonight, so she nodded, "OK."

……

The country is a very poor small country.

Life and death street is a place where all the filthy things are here, including eating, drinking, whoring, gambling and smoking.

Life here is the most worthless thing, today who was killed in the street, tomorrow who drink into the garbage can to die, less than stink no one to care.

Ying Hannian was born in such a street.

For him, the street of life and death is the world, and the world is the street of life and death.

Ugliness is the norm.

As I remember, he was in the red light district on the street, where women had no human rights, and his mother was one of them.

"Bang."

The four-year-old was kicked out of the door by a bearded man with pants.

The man spat hard at him with an ugly local accent, "Damn it, get out of here, don't spoil me!"

Then the man forced the beautiful woman in his arms into the room. The woman looked at him sorrowfully and wanted to help him, but she could only watch the door closed heavily. Then, she was thrown on the bed like an ornament.

Four year old Ying Hannian is just an ignorant child.

When he was kicked, he took it for granted. He stood up and patted the putty on his old trousers. He sat down on a brick beside him with a piece of bread in his hand. The uncle who sold wine used to tease him and rhubarb dog.

He won the dog and gave it to his mother.

The door was closed tightly.

The waiting time was a little long.

He also washed the clothes in the basin, and some passing children threw stones at him. He and his mother's facial features are not very similar, but the sense of beauty is still inherited. He has red lips, white teeth, big eyes, and a very delicate little face, which is the most outstanding in the street of life and death, just like his mother, who is the most beautiful girl in the street of life and death

People.

things will develop in the opposite direction when they become extreme.

Appearance is the same, too outstanding, will be envied and humiliated by others.

After washing the clothes, the big man finally came out of his mother's house. When he left, he kicked him and yelled at his mother, "bitch, son of a bitch, next time you hide the money so deep, I'll kill you!"

When he came into the room, Ying Yongxi sat in the corner, his clothes messy, holding his knees and weeping.

"Mom."

He walked over to her and handed her the bread slices stained with soapy water.

Seeing him, Ying Yongxi suddenly laughed, with tears in his eyes. He reached out and touched his little face, "have you been waiting for a long time?"

He shook his head. His mother said that when she shut him out of the door, she was working and would not let him bother him. He was very good every time.

He has a tender voice. "I went to see you dance last night. It's beautiful."

"Is it?"

Ying Yongxi smiles so brightly that her whole face brightens up. She likes to be praised for her good dancing, but no one will sincerely appreciate her dancing in this place.

She got up, went to the corner, dug out some bricks on the ground, and took out a biscuit box and an iron can inside.

She opened it. There were no biscuits in it, just bits and pieces of money and coins.

"Han, you are already a big child. Can you keep the money for your mother?" Ying Yongxi lowers his head and kisses his little face.

"Well."

He nodded and left happily with the money.

He went to buy a new pair of shoes, which was very expensive. It was only the children with a little more money on the street of life and death who could afford them.

He was so proud that he went to see Ying Yongxi dancing. Ying Yongxi looked at the shoes on his feet, still smiling, beautiful and moving. On the contrary, a dancer beside her couldn't look down and Pooh, "Xi, what did you say you were doing when you gave birth to this child? He's a debt collector. How many customers do you have to deal with

……”

The pronunciation on the street of life and death is different from that in China. The names are all single words, and there is no tone. No one knows the full names of their mother and son.

She is Xi.He is cold.

Hope, there is no hope.

Cold, is all the year round as cold winter cold.

"Nothing." Ying Yongxi interrupted the dancer with a smile and touched his head, "Han, do you like these shoes?"

"I like it."

"Just like it, mom is going to dance, or according to the agreement, when you count to 100, will you go out?"

Ying Yongxi's dance is very beautiful, but in the eyes of many men who only have desire, they can't wait for her to finish dancing for two minutes.

"Good."

He obediently walked to a group of all kinds of men. The greed, madness and obsession on their faces were familiar to him, but he was still at a loss.

He has always been very obedient.

But that day, I don't know if he listened to the dancer's words, he suddenly didn't want to go. He didn't go even after counting to 100, so he stood there looking at it in his beautiful shoes.

Until a man full of stench yells at the top of his voice and rushes onto the stage to carry Ying Yongxi on his shoulder.

She is like a piece of cloth. No matter how beautiful she is, she can't escape being cut and torn.

She hung upside down on the man's shoulder and passed through the crowd. Her beautiful eyes were as empty as dead.

He put bricks on the floor outside the window, climbed up in his new shoes and looked in. That scene, he will never forget.

The man took the belt to smoke her, so that her clothes were rotten, she tried to hide in the corner.

The man took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and sprinkled them in front of her. Suddenly, she did not hide. She fell on the ground and picked up the money. The belt was pulled out on her, and she was torn to pieces.

But she didn't feel the pain. She just picked up the money and smoothed the crumpled bill with her slender and beautiful hands.

“……”

The four-year-old stood outside the window, just watching, watching all the time.

The shoes on his feet suddenly became as heavy as a kilo, so heavy that he fell off the brick, hit his head on the ground, and blood flowed out from his short hair.

He lay on the cold ground, listening to the beating inside, looking up at the dark sky, without any stars.

Later, he learned to steal money and rob.

He steals money from those guests and grabs fresh food everywhere. Once he is caught, he is beaten to death. Many times, it is Ying Yongxi who goes to ask others for help that he can survive.

But when he had finished, he beat him.

She cried and taught him that this is not the way to be a man. We should abide by the principles, otherwise, life will be biased.

He thinks she's wrong. If she's right, why are they being beaten? Why aren't they the one who hit people?

But he loved her and was reluctant to disobey her.

He promised her that he would never steal money again.

He also did it. Instead of doing things that were easy to get caught, he cheated instead. Cheat is a very clever word, as long as you do well, it is not easy to find.