That was the first time her adoptive father was angry with her. In other words, Jiang Yurou was obedient and obedient, without superfluous thoughts, and if he wanted to express it a little, his adoptive father would be revealed.

The adoptive mother also knew about this later, and fought for Jiang Yurou's dream with the adoptive father, but the adoptive father not only did not soften, but intensified, and the adoptive mother also scolded him.

Jiang Yurou could only hide her dreams, and never dared to say more, never dared to look at it again.

The threshold facing the courtyard became empty.

Only when I faced my adoptive mother at night did I dare to fantasize about becoming a respectable actor.

The adoptive mother asked her, is this really your dream?

She hesitated, then nodded slowly.

Okay, I'll help you. The adoptive mother's words were very light.

It didn't take long for her adoptive mother to excitedly tell her that Jiang Yurou had found a training class.

Most of the people who study art are children of wealthy families, and the tuition fee will cover the living expenses of a family for more than half a year. Jiang Yurou wanted to go but didn't dare to go. Linger at the door of the training course.

As her adoptive father said, it's just an adopted child, where can it cost so much?

The adoptive mother is very serious, and all her dreams are priceless. If one day you really see the scenery you want to see, then help your mother buy a pair of dancing shoes.

Jiang Yurou finally went. Her grades in the training class were very good, and the teachers were smacking her performance. With just a slight push, Jiang Yurou was able to capture the soul of the character, and what was just a text description on paper came to life in her.

She happily received the praise from the training teachers, and jumped all the way home to tell her adoptive mother that she was one step closer to her dream.

But as soon as he opened the door, he saw the lifeless face of his adoptive father.

The adoptive father asked, "Where have you been?"

Just saying a word, Jiang Yurou smelled the unpleasant smell of tobacco and alcohol.

It's disgusting.

She replied resignedly, going to class.

Before the word "done" was finished, her adoptive father swung a fist on Jiang Yurou's face, making her brain buzz.

Are you crazy!

The adoptive father struggled as if he had gone mad, and when his hands were imprisoned, he kicked forward with his feet, like a wild beast. The adoptive mother was broken free by the powerful disparity in strength within a few seconds, and she hurriedly rushed forward to protect Jiang Yurou in her arms, muttering in her mouth, don't be afraid, don't be afraid.

Fucking crazy bitch! It's not enough to take Lao Tzu's money to feed a dog mongrel, and you have to fucking go to class! Class! I'll fucking tell you to go to class! Lao Tzu thinks that there is a thief in the house, and sooner or later he will pay for Lao Tzu to death! Born and can't be born! Two money-losing goods! Engage in art? Bah! Without a man, you can't even touch the threshold!

The adoptive father's words pierced Jiang Yurou's eardrums like needles, and the adoptive mother held her hand trembling. Even through the thickness of a body, Jiang Yurou could feel the trembling of her internal organs.

When the neighbors heard the noise, the two men who had killed the pig hurriedly pulled the adoptive father away. The courtyard was really jumping for a while.

The children stood aside, looking at Jiang Yurou with some curiosity, but they were afraid that the crazy man was hiding in a corner of the courtyard.

I don't know who called the police, but when the police took his adoptive father away, he seemed to be a lot more sober, and wept bitterly and said that he was wrong, he was wrong.

Jiang Yurou supported her adoptive mother, and after a simple medical treatment, she also went to the police station together.

The adoptive father is very honest, and when the police ask about the situation, he also said that he has always admitted his mistakes, because his brain is confused, and it is because he is drunk that he is a little upset.

He then confessed what he called the truth. Because of the sudden financial turmoil, he lost his job, took most of his life and quietly invested in stocks and lost nothing, and when he came home, he found that his wife had stolen his own money and squandered it, and he almost did something stupid because of the stimulation of alcohol. The attitude is very sincere.

The adoptive mother shook her head vigorously and denied that it was her own money, her own hard work.

Jiang Yurou has also been denying it, it's not like this, it's not like this.

Seeing that the arguments of both sides were deadlocked, the police were a little embarrassed and couldn't think of it. After all, it's someone else's family affair, and it's inevitable that it's not good-looking to manage too much, so I simply criticized two sentences, saying that if there is anything between husband and wife, we should discuss it, and then let them go.

Before the adoptive father who returned home could say a word, he first rummaged through the adoptive mother's body and all her belongings.

Where is the shadow of him sincerely admitting his mistakes at the police station at this time, but he just said greedily, what's the matter, he still hides private money? In this family, only Lao Tzu has the final say.

He carefully counted the 100 yuan he had found, and continued to instruct: Hurry up and return that class to Lao Tzu, and let him return a lot of money to Lao Tzu! Heh, you still want to learn to sing from Lao Tzu? Are you worthy?

The adoptive mother continues to be stubborn, and it is impossible to return the money! You can take the money if you want to use it, but she has to continue to work in the soft class!

Jiang Yurou shed two lines of tears. She hugged the brave goddess tightly.

After that, the atmosphere in the house became even more tense.

It's an uphill battle anytime, anywhere.

Since that day, my adoptive father has also tried to find a job twice, but both of them have failed. Later, he simply stopped looking for it and drank at home every day. When he drank too much, he began to cry bitterly, and if someone disturbed him or said that he was wrong, he began to go crazy again.

Everything in the house can be smashed.

Jiang Yurou never went to that training class again, and secretly went to the teacher to kneel to ask for the tuition fee back from her adoptive mother, so as to subsidize the family.

Jiang Yurou had just turned fourteen years old that year, not only was the cost of her study much more expensive than before, but there was also a drunkard who went crazy from time to time at home.

The burden of the family fell on the adoptive mother.

Jiang Yurou took the initiative many times to say that she didn't want to study and wanted to help the family share the burden, but was rejected by her adoptive mother. Jiang Yurou also asked many times, why didn't you give up on him.

The adoptive mother told her that she felt he still loved her. Otherwise, how could she call her name and drink wine and cry bitterly? Otherwise, how could she not dislike her for not having children and being with her?

Jiang Yurou didn't believe it. But she couldn't bear to break her illusion of protecting God again.

She is very grateful and loves her adoptive mother, and she can only bear it silently.

She thought that if they slowly lived a serious life, such a life would get better day by day.

But everything happened that winter, on the afternoon of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve.