In the dark night, every other distance in the Bai family's compound, there is a stone carved lampstand, and there is a swaying wick flame in each stone carved lampstand.

It exudes a dim halo that illuminates some of the scenes in the courtyard, and also illuminates the delicate bird and beast patterns carved on the stone carved lampstands.

The lean man Bai Ji walked in the Bai family's compound with vain steps, and was slammed to the ground by the tall guard in armor just now, and his body was still very painful, and every step he took pulled to the place where he fell. He frowned tightly, covered in dust, his emaciated face was full of bitterness, his eyes were empty, and his spirit was very sluggish.

The servants and maids he saw along the way all talked about him and pointed at him.

"Look, isn't this Bai Ji?"

"Well, it's just a concubine who is not valued by the head of the family."

"En, the appearance is not very good, where is the eldest young master and the second young master so suave, rich as jade?"

"That's right, she looks so ugly, you look at her thin face, small eyes...... Oh, what a beautiful scenery! ”

"Yes, I also think so, I heard that this Bai Ji is the son of the head of the family and a maid. Now that maid is too old to look good. Do you think the head of the family will still be pampered? ”

"I don't think so, let so many young and beautiful women go, to ask for such an old woman?"

Although these people seemed to lower their voices when they spoke, they deliberately let the lean man Bai Ji hear them. While discussing, he also pointed at Bai Ji with mocking eyes.

Bai Ji unconsciously clenched his fists, making a slight gurgling sound. Endured the disdainful gaze of those subordinates, and came to the door of a remote courtyard.

This is the outer courtyard of the Bai family, where the people live, but this small courtyard looks very dilapidated, the mottled courtyard walls are overgrown with weeds, and most of the red paint on the wooden doors has fallen off.

Bai Ji slowly paced to the dilapidated wooden door, drooped his head, raised his lean hand weakly, bent his index finger slightly, and gently knocked on the dilapidated wooden door, and called softly: "Mother, open the door, ...... open" Not long after, a sparse sound of light footsteps sounded in the dilapidated wooden door, followed by the sound of the deadbolt sliding inside the wooden door.

The dilapidated wooden door trembled slightly, shook off some dust, and then was gently opened from the inside, and a faint halo of light emanated from the crack in the dilapidated wooden door, first revealing an old face illuminated by the dim halo, with that cloudy gaze looking out of the door full of expectation, and the body was hidden in the half-hidden dilapidated wooden door.

When I saw that it was Bai Ji, the body with that old face really appeared, it was an old woman with a worn-out oil lamp in her hand.

The iron frame on the oil lamp has been rusted for the most part, and the oil paper has broken several small holes, and a wick can be seen inside, swaying weakly, exuding a flickering halo, illuminating the old woman wearing a simple brown cloth robe, and her old face is full of concern looking at her son Bai Ji.

The emaciated body was also a little trembling, as if it was barely enough to stand, his dry lips trembled a little, and he asked softly, "Ji'er, where have you been?" Why did you come back now, you see, it's all dark......"

Bai Ji looked at his mother there and looked at himself with concern, and a sour feeling welled up in his heart, how many years have this been, his mother is also so old and decrepit, and in this Bai family, he has not really lived a good life, although his heart is sour, but there is also a trace of warmth. In this world, except for his mother, who cares about himself the most, no one really cares about himself.

There are also those wine and meat friends who don't know their identity and treat him as a human being, in this huge Bai family, he doesn't know where his dignity is thrown away.

He hated his father, abandoned their mother and son, and hated the entire Bai family, and never treated him as a person.

Come as soon as you call it, linger and go, and bully it at will, as for the plan of the Bai family and the Mo family, he told the bearded middle-aged man who was eating together in the drunken Xianglou, he also did it intentionally.

There is no impermeable wall in this world, as for who the bearded middle-aged man is, he understands that he is definitely not the kind of person who can keep the secret, and the secret is likely to hear in the ears of the Zhou family, so that the Zhou family is prepared.

Let his father's plan come to naught, which he is very happy to see, just because of the unforgettable hatred in his heart.

From the time he was born to the present, his father had never looked at him squarely, nor had he made any compensation to his mother, who did not even have the title of a concubine.

On the contrary, when his mother was bullied by his wife and those concubines, his father also opened his eyes and closed his eyes as if he didn't see it.

He didn't know if it was right to do this, but he also hated the Bai family. Growing up, he and his mother had to look at people's faces almost every day, and he still remembered deeply the insults his brothers and sisters had made to him and his mother, treating the two of them as subordinates.

He remembered the mean words and disdainful eyes of those brothers and sisters.

Looking at the old face of the elderly mother in front of him, the cloudy eyes, and the concern on the wrinkled face, Bai Ji felt extremely warm, unconsciously, there was some astringency in the eye sockets, two lines of tears overflowed from the eye sockets, sliding down the emaciated cheeks, his arms were open, and he hugged his elderly mother, tears flowed down, and his voice was a little choked: "Mother......"

Seeing that her son hugged her all of a sudden, crying and calling herself, the old woman was also very sad, and asked softly, "Ji'er, what's wrong?" Are you being bullied again? ”

Bai Ji didn't answer, just hugged his mother like a child and whimpered. Seeing that her son didn't answer, the old woman didn't ask again, but there seemed to be two more wrinkles on her old face, a little more old.

Gently patted Bai Ji's back with his wrinkled hands, soothing, just like when he was a child. The night was like a black hole, swallowing everything, and on a lush and thick tree fork not far from the dilapidated small courtyard where Bai Ji lived, a pair of black eyes saw all this.

The graceful body of the woman in black sat on a fork of a tree, and her two jade feet swayed, sighing leisurely. Then the woman in black gently supported the tree trunk with a pair of jade hands, and jumped down from the tree lightly, and the falling force drove the wide black dress, as if it was a black butterfly quietly touching the ground, without making even the slightest sound.

After landing on the ground, his eyes turned, and he looked around, and there was no one in him, so he took a step under his feet, bringing out a black afterimage, which disappeared.