Wednesday, fine.

Nothing.

I don't know if it's because the days of being a nanny are too leisurely, but Taurag has a habit of writing a diary.

However, the diary of more than ten pages is the same "nothing".

By this time, Taurag had already wiped the bare chandelier three times, and the cold light was shining, and the light was recognizable.

Just now, Lu Xichang called and said that the company had dinner tonight, and Tao Lag could leave work early.

It's only past four o'clock. Taurag leaned on the carpet and struggled to figure out where else I could wipe the dust and tidy things up.

Huh? Den!

Lu Xichang often works there after dinner, and Taurag hasn't had a chance to clean up yet.

Walking into the study, Taurag was disappointed.

Concise, capable, and orderly. She really doesn't have to worry about anything.

The rosewood desk was only piled with thin papers and a stack of envelopes.

Taurag's eyes widened as he casually glanced at the recipient's name.

Tang Lin!

Look at the sender's name and name.

Taurag couldn't help but pick up the envelope. Weighed, very textured. It's not letterhead, it's money.

Taurag understood at once. Lu Xichang is indeed compensating Tang Lin and Tang Yu in this way.

When he was at the police station, he thought of it!

Tao Lag's eyes immediately appeared in front of Lu Xi's long-looking eyebrows, which were vivid.

Next to the desk is a huge floor-to-ceiling bookcase.

As far as the eye can see, there are all books about real estate such as "Urbanization and Real Estate Market", "Commercial Real Estate Operation and Management", "Real Estate Fine Operation and Marketing Planning", etc., and the Taolag head is big.

The bottom floor is littered with old newspapers, which is incompatible with the overall neatness of the bookcase.

Taulag crouched down and pulled out the old newspaper. A burst of ash caught off guard to prevent choking into the nasal passages.

Taurag coughed and squinted, it was all economic and commercial newspapers from more than ten years ago. The layout is yellowed.

Suddenly, a headline sent a shudder at Taurag.

A name she hadn't seen in twelve years, and it appeared in an old newspaper!

And the name was embedded in an explosion of information that Taurag could hardly believe.

"Tao Lizhi, chairman of a state-owned enterprise, embezzled public funds, embezzled and accepted bribes, and was sentenced to life imprisonment."

Tao Lizhi, Taurag's father.

Taulag almost trembled, the yellowed newspaper crumpled by her unconsciously, and the blazing waves inside swelled against the embankment of reason.

No amount of information is helpful, and it can't compare to the shock that the title brings to Taulag.

"Dad's company is seriously losing money, there is no hope of turning it around, and it is insolvent, Xiaoyi has to go to the second uncle and grandma, understand?"

"Big brother's company is not doing well and has gone bankrupt!"

"Where did the boss go?"

……

The jumble of voices tore at the fragments of memory, and blood was dripping!

When I was a child, all the people told Taulag was that your father's business was over, the company went bankrupt, and the people ran away.

Only he broke the law and went to prison!

It's like an unclean secret buried in ashes, exposed in broad daylight.

Dad's company went bankrupt not because it was mismanaged, but because his chairman spit out his property and embezzled public funds!

Dad has not heard from him for more than ten years, not outside, but squatting in a cold prison!

The tall, admiring image in my heart completely collapsed in a way that destroyed and withered.

The whimper in his throat reached his mouth only a weak gasp, and his dry eyes didn't seem to be able to squeeze out a tear. Taulag crumpled the glaring page so hard that it was almost impossible to hold it up with a bookcase.

Why is that?

Why did everyone, Dad, Second Aunt, and Grandma lie to me!

It's ridiculous that I only now know that my father is a corrupt man, a bad person, and will be in prison for the rest of his life!

I'll be in prison for the rest of my life.

Taurag restated the brutal truth, and cold tears fell on the back of his hand.

Taulag touched her eyes with her unwarm fingers, a water stain, and strangely enough, she actually cried. She thought she wouldn't cry.

That afternoon, Taurag probably shed the tears of her life.

Back in the courtyard, it was dark.

Pottery key, open the door, sleep.

Taulag mechanically repeated his usual movements.

One foot into the darkness.

Taurag walked forward without hesitation. Obviously, it was only a short distance to the bed, but the things that touched it fell to the ground. Taurag was really tired, she didn't want to care about it.

Something suddenly stirred her foot, and Taulag fell straight back, subconsciously reaching for something, her fingertips grazing only over one tablecloth, grabbing it like a life-saving straw.

"Bang bang bang!"

Taurag knew that her only two glasses were shattered.

The next second, a cone pain came from the back of the head. Taulrag curled up, holding her head, hot liquid running down her neck, but she didn't want to pursue it, the smell of blood from her lip biting almost suffocated her.

Wei Luochuan's miserable white flashlight hit the neighbor's house, and what he saw was such a scene:

Something shattered to the ground, and one of them curled up in a small ball, his little white face twisted terribly from the pain, and the floor at the back of his head was red.

"Taurag!"

For the first time, the cold voice took on such a distinct, intense emotional color to call her name.

The unchanged iceberg face has a hint of continuity.

Taura seemed to hear the sound of melting snow and ice, and she even squeezed out a smile into that moving face.

It's just, it's ugly.

Taurag finally lost his instincts, let the iceberg face be close at hand, and shouted his name.

In my ears is the noise of summer cicadas from far away and near to near, the gray green trees outside the shop window, and the heat of the evening has not yet subsided.

In the noisy photo studio, Taurag sat on a high stool, holding a rag doll in his arms, his forehead wet with sweat and sticking to his little red face.

"Hey, baby, don't you take it."

The photographer has been fiddling with it for a long time, but the little girl just doesn't cooperate. He's in a hurry.

"I said I'd wait for my mom and dad to take a picture together."

Taulag pouted, a little disappointed, but assured with confidence, "My dad said he would come." ”

"Xiaoyi, we're here!"

"Mom and Dad!"

Taulag didn't notice his father's sad face and his mother's red and swollen eyes, so he just threw himself into the arms of the two of them and coquettishly, "How are we getting along?" ”

"Click."

Time freezes on that picture.

Taurag didn't know that this was the last family portrait.

After the photo shoot ended, Taulag was immediately sent by his father to the second uncle's house in the town.

Her face was pressed against the glass window, tears flowed like a river, her little hands slapped hard, her throat was hoarse, and her father still stood in place, watching the minibus disappear.

She kept shouting "Don't leave me behind".

"Don't leave me behind!"

Taulag woke up suddenly.

She was like she had been fished out of the water, and her whole body was soaked with the cold.

Six-year-old Taurag reappeared in her dreams after many years.

His head hurt so much that it was about to explode, and the snow-white light was a little dazzling, and Taurag stretched out his fingers to block it, struggling to distinguish between them.

This is her home.

But the circuit in her house has been broken, where did the electric light come from?

She must be dreaming.

Taulag pinched his cheek hard, and it hurt very seriously.

Not dreaming. That...... Who fixed it? And, she's in bed! Taulag clearly remembers that he was lying on the ground, and the back of his head was bleeding.

When I tried to check the source of the pain in the back of my head, I found that it was dry gauze!

In the flash of light, Taurag remembered the last face he saw before he lost consciousness.

It's him!