Sure enough, "Ma'am" rushed to her next moment and grabbed her neck effortlessly.
"I don't know how to praise you. If you dare to hurt my son, have you forgotten who your master is! I pity you for taking you in, or you would have starved to death in the street! "
Chuqing is afraid of her aunt, her bitter words always easily wake up her nightmare.
Almost all the rooms in the red house are exquisitely decorated, except the utility room.
There was a stink of urine in the utility room.
Chuqing stayed in that dark place every day, except that Anna would send her food regularly every day.
Gently said: "I will, I will escape here!"
A mirror reflecting her humble body placed in the room makes her look like a ghost. Chuqing looks at the dishevelled girl in the debris heap.
Chuqing shivered and picked up the bowl of half cold porridge and ate it one by one.
With a click, the blood on her face was stained with tears, and the pain spread all over her body.
Then, Anna did not forget to lock the door when she left. She was the only one left in the room, and all the gloom came in an instant.
"Don't always be like a Muggle No, Miss Qing, you'd better stop talking. Your language is always so aggressive! Think about it! God bless you to return to normal
Anna stares at Chu Qing's calm eyes and begins to frown and persuade again.
Today is my aunt's first time beating her. Chuqing thinks that this kind of behavior is much better than her sarcastic and vicious words. At least her body hurts, and her heart is free from her almost abusive words.
When she came here, Chuqing heard most about gratitude, but she knew very well: aunt is not a benefactor, she is also a devil!
Anna is the maid in the red house and always gives advice with concern.
"Qing, you should learn to be smart. If you annoy your wife, you have no good fruit to eat. It's much better to stay here than in the street. "
Even the servant looked down on her. At night, Anna brought in a bowl of porridge and warned her.
Chuqing didn't have any resistance. Two foreign maids threw her into a grocery room on the second floor like rags.
"Close her upstairs, the child is spoiled! No one can open the door to this little bitch without my permission
Meng Ke abruptly takes back the hand that pinches on the neck of Chu Qing, the Mou color is complex, busily orders the maid beside.
Only eight years old, but so sharp teeth, grow up how to get!
The next step is to retreat in a child's questioning step by step.
Chuqing's weak breath is like a gossamer floating in the sky and the earth, stabbing mengke, who has no time to guard against invading her conscience.
"Oh, aunt, I'm just the most humble dust in your family's eyes, and I'm just a thorn in your eyes. Do you really take me in because you pity me? If it wasn't for my uncle's insistence on leaving me, if it wasn't for your guilt that my mother died in front of your house You're going to watch me die like a play, aren't you? Aunt, is your conscience condemned? "
But now her fear has been replaced by anger and injustice. She grits her teeth and exhales.
It can be said that it is the only rough place in the red house. How comfortable and beautiful can a room full of sundries be?
There was no toilet, and no one heard her cry, so Chuqing peed in her pants.
Her self-esteem caused by her low self-esteem made her unable to tell others about the embarrassing event.