Xia He looked at the woman and motioned for her to sit down.

"Auntie, let's chat!" Xia He pretended to be casual as he put something in his mouth.

"Ahh

Over the years, she must have lost a lot of fun as a mother, such as doing supper today, chatting in the middle of the night, the wooden man in the family may have nothing else to talk about except for the trivialities of life.

"Auntie, do you remember how I got here?" The expression on Xia He's face was soft, but the words he asked made people tremble a little.

"Huh...... That was a long time ago. The aunt's head lowered a little, and her eyes slowly gathered, slowly recalling.

This kind of memory is probably something that no one wants to mention, but Xia He doesn't mind, some love and hatred can make Xia He's slowly turn into motivation and help her become stronger step by step.

"You were five years old, and you ate a piece of cake on your brother's birthday, and your mother ordered you to stand outside the door. It's December, it's still raining, and you're still huddled in a corner in your single clothes that night, shivering. After your uncle and I came out of your house, your mother locked the door with her backhand. After walking with your uncle for a while, I saw that the lights in your house were going out, and I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I turned back and took you back to my house. ”

Natsuwa eats noodles quietly and occasionally takes a sip of soup. She didn't interrupt the narration of this past, and the heavy topic reminded her of those fairy tales abroad, in which the stepmother was unkind to the child, but in reality, there was a biological mother who did such a thing that people and gods were angry about.

"Then you came here a lot, and every time you came, it always felt sad, and over time, you lived here. The aunt glanced up at Xia He, and after seeing that she was not unusual, she put an end to this heavy topic.

Xia He smiled lightly, it doesn't matter, just listen to these things that have happened as stories, but now Xia He will definitely not be slaughtered by anyone again.

"Auntie, you should rest early!" Xia He finished the last mouthful of soup and took the bowl to the kitchen to wash.

There was an almost inaudible sigh from behind him, and Xia He turned sideways, and finally ignored her. Instead of sighing, be strong and make yourself stronger.

Xia He saw his aunt's desire to speak before turning around, and guessed that Zhao Xiaojing must have called, but she happened to be sleeping at that time. Anyway, sooner or later, it's going to happen, and it's better to take the initiative than to be approached.

After filling his stomach, Xia and the whole person were comfortable, leaning on the head of the bed and flipping through the notepad.

According to her aunt, Zhao Xiaojing came to find her yesterday and made it clear that she would not let Xia He go to college, and then Xia He fell into the water.

But in these records, it is not clear that Xia He has the idea of committing suicide, not only that, but she also taught herself the law, she should be a planned and tenacious person, and it is impossible to seek death easily.

Xia He thought that something should be discarded. Xia He found a lighter in the mosquito coil box under the window.

In the early summer, when the room was a little stuffy, she opened the rusty windows and burned all the contents of her school bag, including the test papers with red ticks.

She doesn't have to worry about going to college, she Li Qianhe didn't play around at Kuncheng University before, but now she just has to do it again, as long as the goal remains the same, there is no need to worry about the process.