The crowd next to them didn't know why, but after listening to what the mother and daughter said, they understood that Feng's mother was actually July's mother, and when they thought of July's kick, they all felt that July was rebellious, and their eyes were a little disdainful when they looked at July.

"Yanyan, let go of me, see if I don't kill her today! If you had told me earlier, I would have come over to vent your anger a long time ago. If I hadn't listened to Xiaoice talk to me about this today, I wouldn't have known that this beast was bullying you like this behind my back, you are too honest, she is a wolf like her father, and it is useless for you to be a hundred good to her. Mother Feng was reluctant to push and pull her Zhao Yanyan hard, but she just broke free of her arm and scolded July every word.

"You guys really have a deep mother-daughter relationship!" Qiyue looked at the mother and daughter coldly, and said in a cold tone.

"Of course we have a deep mother-daughter relationship, do you think it's all something like you who don't know how to speak?"

"Yes, I am indeed a wolf, a beast, because the person who gave birth to me is either a wolf or a dog, how can I give birth to a human into the water!" July shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile.

Before Feng's mother could say anything, a passer-by said, "How can you talk about this little girl? That's your own mother, do you still know what filial piety is?"

As soon as this man finished speaking, he attracted the support of countless people.

"Mother?" July pointed at Feng's mother in a mocking tone, "She is also worthy? I was just a month old, and the couple divorced, leaving me to my patriarchal grandmother who looked at me very unpleasantly, and I didn't see her before the age of twelve." For me, the word mom only comes up when my grandma scolds me. When I was three or four years old, I almost died of a fever, and her own mother didn't show up, and when I was five or six years old, I was scolded by people for having no father and no mother, and wild children chased and beaten. She still didn't show up, I was seven or eight years old when I was washing and cooking by myself, and she didn't show up until I was twelve years old, my grandmother died, and she and my father, who was also a beast, had to come out of the house. It's not that she's better than my beast dad to give me living expenses, but the two of them have negotiated that the house I live in will be paid by the man, and the living expenses will be paid by her. That's why I had to give me money, and now I still want to be grateful to Dade, what a big face!"

"There are parents in the world. Little girl, it's not right for you to say that, she gave birth to you and raised you. No matter how bad it is, you can't talk like that. And he also started beating people!" The passers-by on one side still have a very bad attitude towards July, and although a group of people feel pity for July, they still feel very disgusted by July's attitude.

The tradition of the Chinese people is like this, no matter how bad the parents are to the children, as long as they are not abused, it is not a big deal. And even if he abuses, as long as he apologizes, everyone will soon forgive him. But if you are still a child, if you have some bad feelings for your parents, it will hit everyone's bottom line, because in the hearts of Chinese people, many people feel that children are the private property of their parents, and their parents give you life. Then your life is your parents' life, and even your life is given by your parents. Then you deserve what they do to you.

July didn't want to convince these people so that they could understand Feng Xiaoyu's pity. People are often like this, when faced with the pain of others, everyone's words can be calm, and everyone is a Confucian saint. But when they were in pain, they all became Xianglin's sisters-in-law again, explaining their sufferings over and over again.

The reason why July said it was just to tell Feng's mother about her experience over the years for Feng Xiaoyu, and July didn't expect Feng's mother to suddenly find out with her conscience and feel ashamed of her daughter, so as to make amends for herself. In July's view, a person can only feel distressed if he loves another person, if Feng's mother loves Feng Xiaoyu, even if there is still a little mother-daughter relationship, she will not ignore Feng Xiaoyu all these years.

When a person doesn't love you, it's wrong for you to cry, it's wrong to laugh, it's wrong to even breathe, even if you die in front of her eyes immediately, she will only think that you are in her way.

Sure enough, July's words brought another round of crying from Feng's mother, and July stood with a sneer, which made it even more sensible that Zhao Yanyan, who was patiently persuading Feng's mother by Feng's mother's side.

July suddenly understood Feng Xiaoyu's words before she died, when no one in the world loves you, can you still love yourself? Now July can stand here and don't care about the opinions of the people around her, that's because this is not her life in the first place, so she doesn't need to expect recognition and praise from others, and she doesn't need to be sad about the vicious language of the woman in front of her who is her mother. And July only needs to live here for three years, and he doesn't care what this group of people thinks of him.

But Feng Xiaoyu is just a child, and she is already disappointed in the indifference of this world. Her life is to pay for an impulsive and unhappy marriage, to become a testimony to a failed marriage, a burden to others.

Perhaps, she is strong enough to live, she will always meet friends in life, meet someone who loves her, and live happily in the future. But she is a girl who grew up under a sky without sunlight, and she really can't wait for that ray of sunshine to bring warmth in her life, and in the end, she is still not strong enough to give up the hopeless waiting-

Three years passed in a flash, and since that day, Feng Mu and Zhao Yanyan have never appeared again, and July has not gone to these two people to take revenge or anything. July originally thought that Zhao Yanyan resented herself so much that she would definitely find some way to harm herself, but in fact, Zhao Yanyan was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old little girl who grew up in a happy family, and the only way to harm herself was to ruin her reputation in the game.

In July, stepping on a sea of flowers on the other side, in the distance, Zero-dress, dressed in white, sat on a tree and played this beautiful tune with a flute.

She had heard this song countless times in July, when she was still in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, Shangguan Yunmeng liked to sit on the tree like this and play this song to herself, and then come to laugh at her incomplete five tones.

Some memories are like that, you can never remember them when you don't think about them, but when you think about them, it feels like everything happened yesterday and you remember it vividly.

July smiled bitterly, she always felt that Zero had a kind of familiarity, but she always couldn't remember why, until this time Zero sat on the tree and the person in her memory began to slowly coincide, although the two were not the same, but this overlap was not at all peaceful.

After a song, July is still in a daze. Zero jumped off the tree, but scared July into it.

Neither of them spoke, sitting side by side in the middle of the flower.

In the past three years, July has slowly become familiar with Zero. Zero is a very relaxed person, he seems to know everything. July doesn't know who he really is, but Zero knows everything about July. If it's someone else. July may be jealous, but July has no hostility to Zero's existence. She doesn't have to disguise herself in front of him, because in Zero's heart, there is no good or evil in the world, he can accept all that July has, and he can quietly listen to July talk about what she has experienced. He will not be praised for helping others, nor will he be despised for hurting others, July can only see himself, his true self in his eyes. (To be continued......)