He Tingting didn't know that this girl was also being hypnotized by him.

Mao Xiaomo is six years old and still can't speak.

Mao Yingmang rolled his bull's eyes, his mouth full of wine, and he wanted to throw the poor woman huddled in the corner to the garbage dump.

"Look at the daughter you gave birth to! Just her stupid likeness, taking it out will simply lose my hairy face! ”

The woman didn't speak, just stared straight at Mao Xiaomo, who was playing with a cat on the side, with a hint of resentment in her eyes, as if it was because of her birth that she would be so unbearable in front of this man.

Mao Xiaomo looked naïve, looking at the farce that happened in front of her, she didn't cry or make trouble, so she lowered her head and continued to play with her little kitten.

My brother was playing on the computer in the house, and when he heard the noise outside, he saw such a scene when he came out, so he naturally understood half a point, and hurriedly grabbed his father, who was about to do it.

"Dad, don't hit Mom!"

Not to be outdone, the woman cried and screamed, her voice was miserable, you fight! Jun, don't stop your dad! You let him kill me, anyway, my daughter has already been born, and it's useless for you to kill me!

The elder brother held his mother and said loudly, Mom and Dad, you still have me! It's all to blame on that little monster.

He yelled at her, little monster, it's all your fault! It's all your fault for destroying my family, I want you to get out, you get out! The farther you roll, the better.

She was pushed and shoved out of her house.

His eyes were full of tears, but he was stubborn and didn't want to shed tears.

She doesn't remember the first time she's been kicked out of the house.

"Meow~Meow~Meow." The cat's voice sounded sad.

So she crouched down and took the cat into her arms.

The boy in the neighborhood turned on the stereo loudly, and Meng Tingwei's songs in the 90s were always pure and mixed with a little sadness.

She sings:

There was a cloud made of rain in the wind

A rain cloud

The heart of the clouds is full of rain

Didi is all you

There was a cloud made of rain in the wind

A rain cloud

The clouds broke my heart in the wind

I don't know where it will blow again

Mao Xiaomo also wanted to sing, but she opened her mouth wide, but she couldn't make any sound, and the liquid fell drop by drop on the red soil, gradually merging together, she thought she was crying, but it wasn't, and when she looked up, she found that it was raining.

It's raining......

The seven-year-old child happily carried a newly bought small schoolbag and squeamishly took his parents by the hand to go to school.

Mao Xiaomo squatted on a stone slab in front of his house and looked at it very attentively and seriously, so that the two middle-aged people who looked like leaders entered the door of their house with briefcases without noticing.

Mao Xiaomo is very useless, every time he is forcibly pushed out of the house by his brother, he goes around the village in a big circle, and finally always pats his ass and goes home, although it is very embarrassing.

Mao Xiaomo has no friends, only a kitten who was almost thrown out by her parents because of meowing all day long, and the neighbor's children said that she was probably a cat demon, so they called her Mao Xiaomo.

Mao Xiaomo is not smart, he can't even say a word when he grows up, his eyes are blank when he was born, and it took him more than five months to even learn to crawl, until now he walks by himself.

The middle-aged man in the suit respectfully handed his father a 555 cigarette, with a flattering expression on his face, Brother Mang, even if it is a favor for my brother, let my brother not be so embarrassed on his face, and send Xiao Mo to school.

Mao Shunmang glanced at him, full of disdain, took the cigarette very unceremoniously, swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, and said, Ah Ping! It's not that I don't miss our brotherhood, just Xiao Mo's girl, stupid, okay, still going to school? She couldn't learn anything.

Mao Xiaojun interjected on the side, yes, my sister is now seven years and three months old, she can't even speak, and she is a mute.

Another middle-aged man who has not spoken since entering the house has spoken, let's put it this way, we have a primary school in Damanshan Farm, and the city leaders can speak, and the school-age children who are over 6 years old must go to school, Xiao Mo is more than 7 years old, and this year the city leaders will go down to our village to inspect, blame it, and I can't afford to be the principal.

Mao Shunmang stomped the cigarette butt on the ground fiercely, and after a long time, he spit out a sentence, you asked her to read! I won't pay a penny for her study, so you can do it!

The middle-aged man looked at each other, but he was also helpless.

That's it, Mao Xiaomo went to school, there was no new schoolbag, no new clothes, and no pick-up and drop-off from his parents, carrying a red garbage bag, short hair sticking to his forehead, and the cat meowing at the door of the house, which can be regarded as a farewell.

Principal Zhang took her to the city leaders and tried his best to explain that the child came to school so late because of congenital mental retardation, which was to shirk his responsibility.

The city leader looked at Mao Xiaomo's various performances with suspicion, she was playing with a corner of her clothes, and did not pay attention to their conversation.

The city leader spoke, in the future, there will be some well-wishers in the society who will be responsible for donating to the cost of this child's education, Principal Zhang, your task is to educate her well and make her a useful talent.

Principal Zhang nodded like pounding garlic, and his heart could be said to be sweating, fortunately, the leaders did not blame, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Mao Xiaomo's figure was missing, and he was really sweating.

Damanshan Primary School said that it was not big, that it was not small, and called a few teachers to help find it, who knew that almost the entire campus had been turned over, and there was still no trace of it, Principal Zhang had no choice, and when he was about to go back to the office, he faintly heard the sound of movement inside.

Mao Xiaomo protected the kitten tightly, like a mother protecting her child from bad people, and less than a meter away from her, a teenager about ten years old had an incomprehensible expression.

"Don't be so stingy, okay? Just now this kitten came to school, I saw that it was cute, so I just hugged it, are you so excited? ”

Mao Xiaomo didn't speak, her small mouth was closed one by one, but she couldn't make any sound, but it was not difficult to see from the shape of her mouth that what she wanted to say was, I don't want you to hurt it.

What a kinky girl! The young man's crystal clear eyes showed a curious expression, and his eyelashes were thick, he was unwilling, and wanted to hug the little kitten, so he stretched out his hand.

However, a tragedy happened next, more precisely, Mao Xiaomo, who was in a hurry, suddenly bit the arm of the young fair-skinned Shengxue with his teeth.

Principal Zhang let out a cold sweat and hurried in to stop it, and after some tearing, he "saved" the boy's arm.

The boy is Zhang Han, the only son of Principal Zhang, who is in the fourth grade at Damanshan Primary School.

Two small tooth marks were shockingly left on Zhang Han's arm, faintly bleeding, like a red butterfly.

Principal Zhang asked, does it hurt?

Zhang Han said, it hurts.

Mao Xiaomo stood there panting and at a loss, she didn't know what fate would be waiting for her next, but this fear was used to her.

Principal Zhang was very angry, called Mao Weimang, pointed at the arm on one of Zhang Han's hands and yelled, Look at what your daughter has bitten my precious son into?

Mao Shunmang's mouth was full of smoke, his speech was a little slurred, he stared at Mao Xiaomo, who was trembling all over, and spit out a few words, the dog's mother.

That night, Mao Xiaomo's most terrible day in seven years, she was beaten and bruised, and finally, the exhausted Mao Zhimang locked her in a dark room and threatened her that if she didn't admit her mistake, she would starve her for three days.

Mao Xiaomo was afraid of the dark, but there was no light in the room, she stood on tiptoe, still couldn't reach the small window on the south side, moved a small stool, stood on it, and finally reached it.

The soft and bright sunlight projected into the house along the small window, making this already hidden and terrifying hut a little more energetic, Mao Xiaomo stood on the small stool, looking at the outside world, wanting to see how the little cat was, but he didn't want to meet Zhang Han's smiling face.

Zhang Han said, I know your name is Mao Xiaomo, right? You love your kitty, but you have to believe that yesterday I just wanted to hug her, who knew you were so excited. It actually bit me.

Mao Xiaomo's sluggish eyes showed a panicked expression, clearly saying, I'm sorry.

But it doesn't matter, Zhang Han said again, in fact, my arm doesn't hurt anymore! I also brought you two goodies.

He was like a magic trick on TV, conjuring up three packs of beef jerky and a kitten for her.

Zhang Han said, your kitten will be returned to you, you remember to eat beef, if it is not enough, I will bring you more.

The young man jumped to school with a ringing schoolbag on his back, Mao Xiao silently watched his distant back, hoping that he would accompany him for a while, but she couldn't speak, she could only watch him leave.

She swore that she would study hard.

Mao Weimang didn't really lock her up for three days, and let her out after only one day's work, but seriously warned her that if she dared to fight with her classmates when she entered the palace at school, she would break her legs.

Mao Xiaomo couldn't speak, and every time the teacher asked her to get up to answer a question, she was always speechless, and finally all the teachers stopped calling her by name.

Mao Xiaomo is stupid, other children can memorize a poem five or six times, but she has to memorize it at least ten times, but she doesn't feel troublesome at all, she has no friends, except for the little cat and Zhang Han, there are only books.

Soon, she fell in love with reading, just like a blind man who was madly in love with the sun.

After the results of the final exam, Mao Xiaomo went home with a full score paper and asked Mao Weimang to sign, and at this moment, Mao Zhaomang was blowing his beard and glaring at his brother Xiaojun, stinky boy, what did you do! I actually scored 45 points in the test to see Lao Tzu!

Therefore, when he saw that 100 points were neatly written on the right end of Mao Xiaomo's scroll, he almost suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes.

Diligence can make up for clumsiness, that's probably the truth!

Mao Xiaomo trembled and went to Zhang Han with a full score of papers.

The door to Principal Zhang's house was closed, and an authentic shepherd dog was barking at her.

Principal Zhang came out of the house, saw that it was her, and said in a cold tone, It's a holiday, you go home!

Mao Xiaomo still refused to leave, no matter how the shepherd dog barked at her.

Wu Leadhua had just come back from the bazaar, and when he saw this posture, he felt puzzled, so he asked, what's wrong?

Principal Zhang didn't raise his head, the mute was coming to Han'er, they had been getting close lately, and I didn't want my precious son to be with a mute all day.

Mao Xiaomo didn't know where the strength came from, he felt hot in his throat, and he actually popped out a sentence.