Chen Changsheng was basking in herbs outside, and he couldn't help but look over with his spare eyes.

She did come back.

He had a thousand words to ask, but he didn't know where to start.

Or maybe.

He shouldn't have asked.

After all, she's back.

That's probably, he won the bet or not.

She came back when he and everyone else thought he was going to lose.

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It's a small house.

The area is small, the roof is broken in some places, and when it rains, the rain falls into the house, and the windows are pasted with large newspapers.

Moss crawled slowly on the periphery of the house, looking old and desolate.

The wooden door of the room was crooked, as if if it would fall down in the next second if you accidentally touched it.

Inside the room, the woman's crazy roar, mixed with the sound of something waving, and vaguely muffled.

"Alas, that Sun Aimei is crazy again."

"Is she beating that kid again, no, I have to go and see."

"What's the use of you going to see it, you will only make him beaten worse by Sun Aimei."

"This Sun Aimei and the original educated youth are both evildoers, they gave birth to children, but they are not good at raising them, one runs away, and the other becomes a madman and likes to beat children."

"The dog is only a few years old, and they are tossed like that."

The surrounding neighbors listened to the sound coming from Sun Aimei's house, and their hearts were pounding, but they didn't dare to go in to stop them.

I don't know how long it took, but the whipping and screaming stopped, and I heard the woman's crying, shouting "Brother Nan, Brother Nan" over and over again.

Chen Zhizhi ran out of the house and habitually ran to the door of the original dog's house.

By the time she arrived, the woman's crying had stopped.

Standing at the door of the original dog's house, she was a little dazed and didn't know what to do.

Just as she wilted her little head, about to leave, the door opened.

The sound of the wooden door, which seemed to be about to fall at any moment, was very harsh.

Chen Zhizhi looked up.

The scrawny, dark-skinned boy came out of it.

He carried a pole on his shoulders, a bucket at each end, and it was obvious that he was going out to fetch water.

"Brother Dog, have you been beaten again?" When Chen Zhizhi saw the original dog, he exclaimed.

I saw a hole in the boy's forehead, and blood flowed down, staining a large area.

Because it was summer, he was wearing short sleeves and shorts, and his bare arms and calves were covered with scratches and blood.

In fact, if you look closely, there are all kinds of old scars all over the surroundings of those new wounds, which are densely packed, making people feel oozing at a glance.

Chen Zhizhi suddenly forgot the purpose of his coming here.

"Zhizhi, you're here." The boy who exuded a gloomy and numb aura brightened his originally empty eyes slightly when he saw Chen Zhizhi.

Chen Zhizhi looked at his injury, her eyes were sour, she walked over and pulled the sleeve of the original dogan: "Brother dogan, go, Zhizhi will give you medicine." ”

The boy seemed to be tired, as if he would fall down in the next second, and he spoke, his voice as hoarse as if it had been worn by sand.

He coaxed: "Zhizhi is good, go home." ”

"Don't, Brother Dogan and Zhizhi are going to rub the medicine." Chen Zhizhi was so anxious that tears were about to fall.

Dad said that when people bleed, it hurts very much, and if there is too much blood, people will die.

Chen Zhizhi didn't want her dog's brother to die.

She could see that Brother Dogan didn't seem to care if he was bleeding or not, and it was precisely because of this that she was even more anxious.