When Meng Yan opened his eyes, he was sitting at the table, with a book for a child reading in front of him. This room is small, with only one bed, a small desk, and two wardrobes. It was about the rainy season, and all the furniture exuded a musty smell, and if you got closer, you could smell it.

The blackened cobwebs hung in the corners of the walls, and the wind blew through the cracks in the windows, and the black-gray cobwebs shook their faces twice.

"Bai Xue, come and sit down, Uncle Chen is coming soon. Didn't you say you like the strawberry pudding of the Symi family? Uncle Chen said he would bring it. A slightly muddy female voice came from the living room separated by a cloth curtain, and Meng Yan looked back. I saw that the small living room was filled with all kinds of miscellaneous items. There was a small piece of land in the middle, on which lay a dilapidated table, one of which was still covered with bricks. There was a woman sitting at the table, in her thirties, wearing a floral dress, her yellow hair was carefully combed behind her head, her skin was rough, and her fingers were calloused.

At this moment, although the woman was talking to Meng Yan, her eyes were staring at the door tightly, as if she was waiting for someone, glancing at the time from time to time, her hands were unconsciously stirring together, and the tips of her fingers were white.

Meng Yan lowered his eyes, and a trace of coldness leaked from the corners of his mouth.

She got up and walked slowly to the woman, without speaking, just looking at the woman quietly, her eyes were indifferent, and she couldn't see the childishness of the child and the admiration of her biological mother.

It was probably because this look was too strange that the woman who was originally staring at the door wholeheartedly finally noticed that something was wrong, and as soon as she turned her head, she met her daughter's cold gaze.

She seemed to be startled, her hand touched her chest uncontrollably, her lips trembled slightly, and she barely showed a smile: "What, what's wrong?" Bai Xue, why do you think of your mother like this? ”

"Mom?" Meng Yan playfully touched these two words, the look on his face seemed to be smiling, cold and terrifying. She chuckled, her childish delicate voice looking strange in the enclosed, dark room. "Are you worthy?"

Wen Xiu's face turned pale, she trembled her lips, and muttered for a long time, "You...... You! Her face was brightly extinguished by the light that came in through the crack in the door, the expression in her eyes changed and her heart was empty, and self-blame, fear, pain, and resentment finally converged and turned into shame, she stood up suddenly, and scolded her daughter in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about! I'm your mother! ”

Meng Yan didn't care about her anger, and the look on his face became more and more contemptuous: "You weren't from the moment you decided to sell me to that person. Because you don't deserve it. ”

The soft voice, no anger, no disappointment, the same as the way she used to stand in front of the toy store and coquettishly pull the corners of her clothes to want a doll, the little voice is soft and delicate, and it is the sweetness exclusive to children.

Wen Xiu looked at her delicate and soft daughter in a daze, this daughter was beautiful since she was born, and the older she was, the heavier her posture became. Snow like jade skin, tender little face, red little mouth, long eyelashes are feather fan, up and down, big eyes embedded with a pair of black jewel-like eyeballs, like a mirror reflecting her appearance, so that she has nothing to hide. ‘

She always knew that her daughter was beautiful, like a little angel, and was the focus of the crowd everywhere. Just like now, even if she was wearing a washed white dress, standing in this dark and cramped room, she still sparkled like a little princess. But for the first time, she realized that her daughter's eyes could be so cold.

Under the gaze of these eyes, she finally didn't speak, Wenxiu broke down and covered her face, and cries and tears leaked out through the gaps between her fingers, echoing in the room. "What can I do? What can I do! I have no education, no husband, nothing! I'm just an ordinary woman! Are you going to starve to death with me?! ”

Meng Yan quietly watched the woman vent her emotions, and the emotions in her eyes became colder and colder.

When Wenxiu finally got tired of crying, she said slowly: "These are your reasons?" Laugh at! Meng Yan sneered, even if it was a beast, it would not hurt her child, and the helplessness and compulsion that this woman kept saying were just excuses. Let her lie on her daughter's body with peace of mind, live with her daughter's blood and eat her daughter's flesh.

Wen Xiu's eyes were red, and her eyes were a little crazy: "What's wrong?" They give you money, you buy food, you buy toys, what's so bad! ”

She also wants to live with dignity, but who pities her in this world? Otherwise, she and her daughter will die!

Meng Yan looked at her, her eyes became deeper and deeper, Wen Xiu stared at these eyes, and gradually couldn't take her eyes off, her eyes gradually blurred, her expression gradually calmed down, half a sound, she gently closed her eyes, and spread there motionless.

Meng Yan wiped away the fine sweat that came out of her forehead casually, her face was slightly pale, and she was a little weak, but she didn't stop, but commanded the woman while the iron was hot: "From today on, no matter what I say, you can't resist, you must carry it out." Answer when you hear clearly! ”

Woman: "Okay. ”

Meng Yan nodded with satisfaction, "Open your eyes." ”

Wen Xiu opened her eyes in confusion, and looked at the little girl in front of her, a little unsure of what happened to her just now. She was stunned for two seconds before she remembered what she was doing just now, she moved her lips, wanting to say something, but for some reason, a pair of Meng Yan's expressionless little faces, all the voices were swallowed back.

"From now on, keep quiet, and don't move without my orders." Meng Yan gave the order, turned around and went back to the only bed in the room and lay down.

Wen Xiu instinctively wanted to refute, but as soon as this thought flashed, she was suppressed by her, she sat obediently in place, even if her legs and feet were already a little sore, she didn't move.

Meng Yan had just consumed a little too much, and he was relieved to lie on the bed with all his strength.

This body is still too weak. The weakness caused by long-term malnutrition, coupled with the fact that this body is still small, it is difficult to support it at all, and now he can barely hypnotize one person to make himself so embarrassed.

"Ah Yan, are you alright?" The little black cat turned into a phantom and lay next to Meng Yan, a little worried.

Meng Yan: "It's okay. ”

Before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door.

'Knock knock'

"Wenxiu?" A middle-aged man's voice sounded outside the door, "Wenxiu, I'm Chen Yong, are you at home?" "Wenxiu? I brought Hayro's favorite strawberry pudding, and you open the door at home. ”