The little girl standing beside her, with a round little face full of blessings, full of confusion, looked at the cobwebs on the roof, and pulled the corners of her sister's clothes, pouting very dissatisfied.

"Sister, why did we come to such a dilapidated house?"

The slightly older girl didn't answer her, but glared at Mo Yan, "You're the mongrel that your mother mentioned, right?" Sister, you take a good look at her. Her mother is a humble peasant girl, and she dares to compare herself with us?"

When the little girl heard the word mongrel, she also became angry, and her mother told them every day that they should never play with the mongrel, because it turned out to be the one hiding in the side wing of the backyard.

Unexpectedly, the little mongrel actually lived in such a place, the yellowed walls had some traces of cracks, the sorghum was constantly dripping, and the holes in the roof were not repaired, so they could only rely on a small bucket to hold the rainwater day and night.

If it rains heavily, you have to keep carrying buckets so that the table and bedding don't get wet.

"Sister, let's not play with the little mongrel!"

The slightly older girl smiled a calculating smile, "No, we're going to play with her." “

She pulled Mo Yan outside the house, knowing that it was freezing outside, Mo Yan was only wearing thin clothes, standing in the biting cold wind, but there was no complaint on her face, and she endured it strongly.

If you can't bear them today, tomorrow you will be punished for your grandma, since they want to play, let them play!

As long as they don't show cowardice, they will feel bored and leave the place.

When the little girl saw that Mo Yan was silent, she immediately became angry, picked up the cold stone on the ground and threw it at Mo Yan.

"Why don't you speak? Speak! Beg for mercy! You only ask for mercy, maybe I'm happy, and I'll let you go today! I'll play with you another day. “

Seeing her sister throwing stones, it looked quite funny, the nine-year-old girl picked up a cold stone, smiled brightly, showed her little tiger teeth, and threw it fiercely, but the seemingly cute smile was based on the pain of others.

Erection stones slammed down on her, one after another.

She doesn't dodge or dodge, and the more she dodges, the more they will only get worse and throw her harder.

The pain spread all over the body, the neck, hands and feet, all of them were smashed red, and even the bruises under the clothes that were hit by stones were not few.

Mo Yan bit her lower lip tightly and clenched her fists tightly.

Suddenly, a large rock slammed down on her head.

She closed her eyes in pain, and felt the warm liquid slip down her forehead, drops of blood dripping onto the cold ground.

The two girls were also taken aback and bleeding!

This is the first time they have sneaked into the backyard wing, knowing that their mother told them not to come, and now they have smashed other people's heads, but they are afraid that they will be punished when they go back.

The two little girls made trouble, so they were so frightened that they took a few steps back, looked at Mo Yan, who was bleeding non-stop, ran away, and hid directly back to the main room in the front yard.

Mo Yan endured the pain and reluctantly opened her eyes, only to see that her vision was blocked by blood.

With a gentle stroke of her hand, she regained her vision and staggered back to the room.

I returned to the dilapidated wing room and closed the wooden door tightly, but the cold wind still let in.

After standing in the cold for a long time just now, my cheeks were frozen red, and my hands were almost unconscious.

Without money, there would be no doctor to help stop the bleeding, and there was no prescription in the room to stop the bleeding.

The cold invaded, and Mo Yan shrank under the covers, and could only cover the wound with a rag.

But the blood still flowed from her forehead, and her thin figure hugged herself desolately, and slowly fell asleep.

Mo Yan began to lose consciousness, and in a daze, she seemed to see Mama Cui coming back, and ran out in a hurry to ask for help.

When she was sober, Mama Cui's rough hands clasped Mo Yan's hand, giving her a trace of warmth.

She blinked and lowered her head to look at Mama Cui's face, the years had left many marks on her face, and there was a distinct wound on her forehead, as if it had been hurt by kowtowing.

Cui Mama raised her head tiredly, and when she saw Mo Yan sobering up, a hint of joy flashed on her face, "Mo Yan, how are you feeling?"

She sat up from the couch, "It's fine, just a little dizzy." Momma...... Didn't you go and ask the mistress?"

Mo Yan stroked her grandmother's forehead distressedly, "Does it hurt?"

Mama Cui shook her hand back and smiled kindly, "It doesn't hurt." Lie down. “

Mo Yan lay on the bed, was silent for a moment, and said, "Mama, why don't we move out!" Now that I have grown up, I don't need to rely on the Lin family's alms. I'm going to make money to feed both of us. “

Mama Cui shook her head with a smile and sighed lightly, "Mama believes in you, with your intelligence, you will be able to survive well." But before we left the house, Mama was going to retrieve an object. “

A trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, what else was there in the forest mansion that was worth taking away from Mama?

Mama Cui whispered in her ear, "Your mother was originally a serious housewife of the Lin family, but she was demoted from a flat wife to the Fang family. I think back when I first entered the forest house, your mother once gave me a favor and interceded for me in the hands of the old lady, so Mama will be so sympathetic to your mother and more willing to take care of you all the time. “

Mama Cui looked at her delicate face, her eyes were full of complex emotions, Mo Yan's appearance had grown, and the perfect outline of her face exuded the atmosphere of the country and the city.

"On the day you were born, I found in the wing room a letter left by your mother, with a phoenix-shaped disc mixed with your mother's dowry. It was an important token. Your mother once said that you should carry this thing with you, but the disc was locked in the treasury by the master mother, and I will find a way to get it in my hands in a few days. At that time, we will be able to leave the forest house. “

Mo Yan nodded, and obediently drank the decoction handed over by Mama Cui.

The strong smell of medicine surrounded the whole room, and the decoction she drank made her a little drowsy, and she gradually fell asleep on the couch.

Mama Cui gently covered her with the quilt and looked out the window thoughtfully.

The letter said that the disc was a very important token. Now Mo Yan's appearance is becoming more and more outstanding, but I am afraid that it will attract the covetousness of bad people.

If they can leave here with the disc, at least the lives of the two of them will be somewhat secure.

Today, the mother of the Lin family once again used the excuse to oppress her, and the abusive words were endless, every word was hinting to her to deal with Mo Yan as soon as possible, otherwise she would be tortured every day.

However, she looked at Mo Yan's watery eyes, and always treated her as a filial child like a mother.

Even if she was tortured every day, she would never do anything to Mo Yan.

Today, Mo Yan was injured by two young ladies, and I am afraid that there will only be a lot more of this kind of thing in the future, and she can't bear to let Mo Yan be attacked again.

Moving out of the forest house may be a good idea.

Mama Cui looked at Mo Yan's sleeping face, slowly stood up, and was about to take a glass of water, but her steps suddenly became unsteady and she almost fell to the ground.

She turned around and saw that Mo Yan hadn't noticed it, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Mama Cui sat on the stool and rubbed her knees, today she begged at the door of the pharmacy for a long time, kept kowtowing, and used some jewelry that the Fang family had hidden for many years, so she invited a doctor to prescribe medicine for Mo Yan to stop the bleeding.

She silently applied the plaster, and a tingling sensation came from the wound.

Mama Cui bit her lower lip tightly, endured the pain, and didn't dare to let Mo Yan find out about it.

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