116 Assassination
"Mother?" Liu Wan muttered to himself, suddenly patting his head, "Yes, I should go back, how did I get here?What about Mother? Does she not want Wan'er anymore?Why does Mother dislike Wan'er more and more?"
As he spoke, he became sad and whimpered and cried. ``βοΌ.
Lancao hurriedly stepped forward to coax again.
The dumb aunt stretched out her hand and grabbed the blue grass, shook her head at her, there was no longer that kind of joke and mockery in her voice, but a little heavy, "Tell him to cry, just cry out, this crying is obviously different from the previous kind of crying, that kind of crying is a change of way to find trouble with others, and the current crying seems to be really sad, and sadness flows from the bottom of my heart." So, even if he is a madman and a fool in the eyes of others, in fact, his heart is full of sadness. β
Bluegrass can only withdraw its hand.
"I don't go back - my mother doesn't accompany me when I go back, she doesn't hold me anymore, she doesn't coax me anymore, she scolds me, she says I'm a big fool, all these years have wasted a lot of her energy, she told me to die, don't bother her anymore. Good daughter-in-law, good Lancao sister, I want to sleep here, your bedding on the kang is soft, you won't scold me, you won't pinch me with long nails when I pee on the kang at night, will you?
He muttered to himself, his voice slowly lowering. His body also fell diagonally on the pillow.
Snoring soon erupted from the nose.
The dumb aunt looked at this scene in a daze, and Lancao was also stupid, she had not served Liu Wan closely. I didn't expect this little boy to be so innocent, he actually used the pillow as a child to coax him, and it seems that others have always coaxed him to sleep like this.
It's just that Lancao and the dumb aunt looked at the extra body on the kang and looked at each other, and they didn't know what to do.
"Why don't you go to the middle courtyard and ask them to pick them up?"
"Nope. As she spoke, the dumb aunt moved him to the front and took off his shoes and socks for him. Take off your coat.
Lan Cao looked at the little grandmother's behavior very skillfully, and soon stripped Liu Wan to the point that only a red belly pocket was left around her stomach, and only a piece of obscene pants was left on her lower body.
"Get some water to wipe it, why does it smell on this body?"
The dumb aunt frowned. Take a closer look while looking down. A "Huh?" came out of his mouth.
The bluegrass was attracted, and the palm lamp came to look at it together.
The two of them didn't know if they didn't look at it, and they took a breath of cold air at the same time, why did Liu Wan have so many scars on his legs and arms?
Lan Cao bit her lip and whispered, "Is it Brother Wan'er that he was naughty and injured himself when he was sick?"
The dumb aunt was not busy talking, and reached out to gently touch the thin calves and big arms, some of the injuries were old wounds. has healed, and Liu Wan didn't react to the touch. Some of them were obviously newly made, bruised, red and purple, and at the slightest touch, Liu Wan's limbs twitched violently, and his mouth let out a confused moan.
Lan Cao secretly looked at the little grandmother, she found that she looked at these marks that she was deeply afraid of, the little grandmother was not afraid at all, she not only touched and checked the wounds on her arms and legs one by one, but also turned Liu Wan's body over and lay down, revealing her thin back.
Lan Cao suddenly covered her mouth.
But the little grandmother asked her to speak and asked her, "After seeing the injuries here, do you still think that they were made by Liu Wan himself?"
Lancao looked at this small and narrow back in a daze, only a square inch of land, but there were many bruises and purple scars densely distributed, new, old, large, small, deep, shallow, it can be said that the new wounds are stacked on top of the old wounds, scarred, and I can't find a good piece of flesh that is the size of a palm.
Lan Cao's hands trembled violently, and her lips trembled, "Little grandma, the slave thinks too well about people's hearts-these injuries are all on the back, Brother Wan'er has been suffering from madness all the year round, his hands and feet have convulsions, and he has long become stiff and clumsy, where can he reach out to his back and hurt himself? Obviously, this is the injury of someone else's external force-who is so ruthless, can do such a poison to a patient, he is still a child, it's too pitiful-"
The voice was choked and unspeakable.
The dumb aunt nodded, "Yes, your analytical skills have improved, and you can make this child like this, it must be those people around him who serve him every day, they are tired of him, they hate him, and they have wanted to teach him a lesson for a long time, but it is just because of the eldest wife's face, after all, the eldest lady loved this child very much at that time." β
Lan Cao suddenly sighed, "Little grandma, I understand when you say this, in the past, Brother Wan'er's life was good, and someone loved him, but since the eldest lady was pregnant with her own son in her belly, this adopted son has become redundant, so Brother Wan'er's life is no longer easy." β
"Yes, poor Liu Wan, this fool still can't see what is good, and he thinks it's the same as in the past, and he still plays with his young master's temper everywhere, how did he know that in the early years, he offended the mother-in-law and maids who served him, and now they look at the eldest lady's face and act, and the people who the eldest lady doesn't want to see, the people naturally follow and step on it. β
"So those snobbish dog guys are big about Brother Wan, and the eldest lady doesn't pretend not to know if she knows. Lancao sighed, "If that's the case, the eldest lady is also a little scary, isn't she always a kind and amiable and kind living Bodhisattva?
"Silly girl-" The dumb aunt said in an unusually deep voice while dipping her special painkiller cream with a cotton ball and rubbing it on Liu Wan's wound, "The human heart in this world is far more complex than you and I see, and it is more complicated than we imagined. Sometimes I'd rather not see these dark corners of the human heart, but unfortunately, some people have things that you can't avoid if you want to, sometimes they come with you. β
This sigh is a bit profound, the orchid grass can't be connected, so he simply doesn't speak, and uses the light to apply plaster to all the wounds for Liu Wan, and he just finishes the bottle of painkiller ointment of the little grandmother.
The dumb aunt was already trapped in the sudden surging heart, unable to pull it out for a while, and her mood plummeted, so she simply didn't do anything, leaned lazily on the beauty stool, and looked at Lancao working there alone.
"Little grandma, Lancao understands, this Brother Wan'er, on the surface, it looks like the eldest young master in the house, and he lives a life of wearing gold and silver, eating and drinking spicy, in fact, what the real day is, only he knows, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes tonight, he couldn't believe that this little overlord would have so many injuries on his body. β
The dumb aunt didn't seem to hear what Lancao was saying, she looked at the lights, her face flashed with a psychedelic luster, and she muttered to herself: "Yanan, Xiaolan, used to be the best friend, and was a diamond-level best friend, this is a phenomenon that all outsiders see, but who can know that this inseparable best friend has one day become a smiling tiger with a knife in his back, and he stabbed down with a knife and nailed Yanan alive on the pillar of friendship for the world to visit."
Yanan...... Xiao Lan ......"
The dumb aunt hugged her head and thought with some difficulty, she had already remembered that Wang Yanan and Liu Xiaolan were the names of two women, these two girls used to be a pair of best friends, and then turned against each other, Wang Yanan fell into the trap designed by Liu Xiaolan and completely disappeared from the world where she lived.
The dumb aunt clutched her abdomen tightly, and for some reason, her heart hurt so much when she thought of these two names, that she couldn't breathe in pain.
If he is Wang Yanan, who has failed miserably, then the White Lotus who will make him irreversible is Liu Xiaolan.
"Okay, you're Liu Xiaolanβ"
Lan Cao heard it, and was a little surprised, the little grandmother was chanting this name again, who is Liu Xiaolan, and why does the little grandmother always remember it?
I don't know how long it took, but the dumb aunt suddenly stood up and ordered: "Don't send him away, follow us from now on, wherever we go, take him wherever we go, as long as we have something to eat, we won't starve this child to death." β
Her tone was reminiscent of what it had been before, faint, idle, and detached, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
Lancao listened to it and was secretly happy in her heart, the little grandmother was sometimes really interesting, obviously her husband, but she was ashamed to call other people's children, if the old pedants and old women outside heard it, it would definitely set off an uproar of criticism.
"Tell you to sleep with me, you go and squeeze with Shen'er and Qian'er. β
Lancao was speechless, the most worrying thing was still here after all, she could only accept it silently, who called people a small couple, husband and wife live in the same room generously, others have nothing to chew on the root of the tongue, that is natural. (To be continued.) )>