The broom in Wu Guixiang's hand fell to the ground with a click, her face was red and white for a while, her mouth was open, and she couldn't say a word.

I only felt tightness in my chest and shortness of breath, and my hands trembled.

Seeing this, Song Ran hurriedly helped Gu Jingxing into the west room, beside the bed, she sat down with him, and wanted to reach out to roll his sweatshirt, Gu Jingxing finally snorted: "Xiao Ran, your injury ...... Does it hurt?"

Song Ran shook his head: "I just took a beating, it doesn't hurt anymore, you have been beaten more than a dozen times, Jing Xing, show me, if you need to take medicine, I'll go and ask your mother." ”

Gu Jingxing held her hand, lowered his head, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm sorry Xiao Ran, I ...... you to be beaten."

"It's okay Jing Xing, it really doesn't hurt, what about you, you hurt a lot, right?"

Gu Jingxing stroked her fingers, and his voice was very soft: "I am her son, she can fight as much as she wants." ”

These words reached the ears of Wu Guixiang, who was standing in the hall, and immediately made her brain tremble, her eyes were hot, and she entered the East Room with a calm face.

Song Ran's fingers reached under Gu Jingxing's undershirt: "Let me take a look, huh?"

Gu Jingxing sat on the edge of the bed, let her roll up his sweatshirt, reflecting the dim light of the kerosene lamp, and saw that the back was red, shocking, and the wound seemed to scratch her heart, making her breathless.

Song Ran felt very sad, and was about to get up, Gu Jingxing pressed her hand, and could hear the voice restrained and forbearing: "Xiao Ran, I'm fine, just a little skin injury, it's not in the way." ”

"Isn't there any medicine for trauma at home?"

"There is no such thing. ”

"What then?"

"Xiao Ran, in our place, this little injury is nothing, after two days, it will automatically scab over, it's okay. ”

When he spoke, his eyebrows were shaking, it hurt, it must have hurt a lot, not only in his body, but also in his heart.

Song Ran's fingers gently caressed his wound, and his heart was like a knife.

"Jing Xing, don't contradict your mother in the future, for you, I can endure anything. ”

Gu Jingxing grabbed her hand: "I don't want you to bear with it, I don't like you to be wronged." ”

She rested her head on his shoulder: "You fool. ”

In the east room, Gu Weiguo, who came back from closing the door of the chicken coop, found Wu Guixiang sitting on the edge of the bed secretly wiping his tears, and suddenly panicked: "What's wrong?"

Doudou was already asleep on the big bed, and Wu Guixiang lowered her voice while pounding her chest: "It's uncomfortable, it's too uncomfortable." ”

Gu Weiguo sat aside and asked puzzledly, "Did Jing Xing make you angry again?"

Wu Guixiang wiped her face: "Just now I talked about Jing Xing dropping out of school to become a soldier, and I felt uncomfortable to death in my heart." ”

Gu Weiguo was puzzled: "Okay, why did you talk about this?"

Wu Guixiang wiped her tears from the corner of her clothes, and sighed: "He wants to be with that Song Ran alive or dead, and said that he won't come back in the future, I got angry all of a sudden, my brain was hot, so I pumped him a few times, and then he told me that he didn't go to college that year, he was very sorry, he said that he was at the station in Haicheng, squatting and crying all night......

Wu Guixiang covered her mouth and cried again, beating her chest while crying: "In my heart, it's too bad, it's useless for us to make the child carry such a big grievance, and he never said it, at that time he also said that he didn't like to study, I ...... I ......"

As she spoke, Wu Guixiang snorted herself: "I let the child be wronged, and I can't help him." ”

Gu Weiguo hurriedly grabbed her hand and frowned: "It's my fault, it's my uselessness, it's my fault that the person who hit me ran away, so Jing Xing dropped out of school." ”

The two of them sat on the edge of the bed like this, and the mood of the two people in the room was very depressed, and the atmosphere was dull.