Thinking of this, Tong Yu happily went to the supermarket to buy ingredients, and was ready to make a table for Lu Weiyi.

Fang Nianci has easily gotten off work here, this Jingshi Group is indeed well treated, she gets off work early every day, and she can rush back to cook for An An.

Jing's Group is very magnificent, she was very restrained on the day she first came, but everyone treated her very well.

She slowly let go of those inferiority complexes, and gradually felt that she was living like a normal person.

She was really grateful to Lu Shengyan in her heart, and she also wanted to buy something for Lu Shengyan one day and send it to her, and take An An to thank Lu Shengyan together.

What she does every day is not a serious thing, which is to deal with some small documents of the group, and she just eats and drinks with the assistant above her.

It should be Lu Shengyan who specially said hello, and Jing's side gave her an advance of a month's salary in advance, 8,000 yuan, and this time she can finally send An An to school.

I don't know if it's because the weather has been good recently, or if Fang Nianci is in a good mood, today she went to the supermarket to buy fish for An An and went back.

An An likes to eat the sauerkraut fish she made the most, and she also wants spicy crayfish, all of which she bought back for An An to make.

This child, who has been by his side, has also suffered a lot. It's time to let him eat well, Fang Nianci thought so, and hummed happily.

She returned home happily, washed the lobsters and fish, and looked back at An An, who was sitting in the living room, her heart was full of happiness.

The sun shone into Fang Nianci's home unslowly, full of warmth.

"An An, come over for dinner, Mom bought you your favorite crayfish and fish today."

Fang Nianci said to An An, who was motionless in front of the TV, An An heard that it was fish and lobsters, and the whole person pricked up his ears, so he hurriedly ran over.

Seeing the little figure running towards her, the maternal love in Fang Nianci's heart instantly flooded, such a day is what she imagined.

She took the largest piece of fish and put it in An An's bowl, her eyes full of pampering.

"Eat slowly, my mother bought a lot today, and An An can eat slowly."

Speaking of An An, Fang Nianci's heart was even more distressed, and the children downstairs didn't play with An An.

They laughed at An An's injured body, and they also disliked it, so they would only bully An An.

Such a big fish and big meat is a rare abundance in An'an, for such a small child.

His childhood was left with a cramped, cramped, dilapidated rental house, a drunken father who would beat him up, and a dilapidated television set babbling in front of the couch.

An An's childhood was lonely, and Fang Nianci understood it in her heart.

While they were having their meals, the dilapidated door suddenly opened, and it turned out that the drunkard had returned.

He was a cripple, so many people outside looked down on him and bullied him, and he was wronged.

He didn't dare to be angry with the group of people outside, so he only took Fang Nianci out of anger when he got home, not so much that Fang Nianci was the wife he married, but that Fang Nianci was the punching bag he bought.

When Fang Nianci saw him break in, his face instantly turned pale, but he still gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to look at the drunk husband in front of him. 135 Chinese

"You're back, there's still rice in the pot, I'll serve it to you." In just a few words, Fang Nianci's life has already been killed.

As soon as Fang Nianci stood up, her husband had already come over and grabbed her hair.

"Losers, you know how expensive it is, do you know how difficult it is for Lao Tzu to make money outside? They all laughed at me, you are good, you are a big fish and a big meat at home. ”

Fang Nianci didn't dare to say anything, looking at her hair that was caught, anger had already filled her entire brain.

Fang Nianci's silence made the drunkard even more angry, as if he had lost his temper, but he ignored himself.

He kicked over the small four-corner table, Fang Nianci's family was poor, so he used the kind of low table that could be retracted.

The food on the table was immediately knocked over, look at the food that was turned over in front of you, this is a delicacy that An An can enjoy for a long time, and now it is gone.

An An's little heart immediately cried out with a wow.

Seeing the child crying, the drunkard was of course even more annoyed, he stretched out his hand and slapped Fang Nianci, and the five bright red palm prints immediately left on Fang Nianci's face.

She covered her face, there was some pain, but she didn't expect the drunkard to grab An An and slap her twice.

An An's little face became stubborn, stopped crying, and let Fang Nianci hold him in his arms.

When he was done, the drunkard staggered back to his room, and lay down on the bed without moving.

Fang Nian was so distressed that she touched An An's face, her heart was full of distress, and some words seemed to be blocked when they came to her mouth, and her heart was full of pain.

"An An, don't cry, sooner or later, your mother will take you away, and these things, your mother will buy them for you tomorrow and remake them."

Fang Nianci just stupidly hugged An An in her arms, she didn't know how long she would have to live, but she was beaten again and again.

Seeing that the child in her arms seemed to be tired of crying and gradually fell asleep, she was a little distressed and touched the large and small wounds on the child's face.

She gently placed An An on the sofa and carefully covered her with the quilt.

Looking at the food residues on the ground and the mess all over the ground, Fang Nianci let the tears slide down his face while cleaning up.

Drop by drop, even if it fell into Fang Nianci's mouth, she didn't reach out to wipe it.

If one day, she can leave this home, or rather, she can get rid of that man, she will do whatever it takes.

Fang Nianci thought like this, and looked at the drunkard who was lying on the bed sleeping with some hatred, and she didn't know that the broken ceramic shards of her face had cut blood in her hands.

Blood dripped on the ground, and these pains were no match for the pain in Shang Nianci's heart.

The moonlight gradually faded, and what remained in Fang Nianci's small room was still the boundless darkness.

What she wants now is to have a good job and save enough money to leave the house.

Maybe it's because of this that the lame husband never let her go to work, and every time Fang Nianci goes out to work and comes back, she must be beaten half to death.

Maybe in the drunkard's heart, as long as Fang Nianci's money is cut off, she will have no way to leave herself.