Chapter 35: The So-Called Father
Sleepless all night, Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't stop yawning at this time.
"Xiaoxiao, didn't you sleep well last night?" Wen Jie said with concern on the side.
Ling Xiaoxiao nodded, "Yes, I basically didn't sleep much all night." After saying that, he couldn't help but yawn.
"Why don't you go back and rest first, and I'll wash the rest for you." Wen Jie looked at the clothes under Ling Xiaoxiao's feet and said.
Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly shook her head, "No, I've asked you to help me so many times, and there are only a few left, and they will be washed quickly." As he spoke, he quickened the movements in his hands.
Seeing this, Wen Jie didn't say anything, just smiled on the side.
"By the way, I'll go to the market with you later, just in time I'm going to buy something." Ling Xiaoxiao said.
"Okay, just be with me."
Wen Jie and Ling Xiaoxiao looked at each other and smiled.
I don't know if it's because she hasn't been here for a long time, but she always feels that the market is more lively than usual, with people coming and going.
"Wen Jie, did we pick the wrong time, why are there so many people?" There are so many people who are about to walk in a crowded way.
Wen Jie pulled Ling Xiaoxiao to the side and rescued her, "I don't know what's going on in the past few days, there are suddenly a lot more people in the city, and there are many foreigners in strange costumes, like they are here to attend some kind of banquet, I am also hearsay." ”
"Forget it, let's hurry up and buy good things and go back." Ling Xiaoxiao didn't care so much, and pulled Wen Jie to buy something and prepared to go back.
But at this moment, Wen Jie's face changed, and she turned her head to Ling Xiaoxiao and said, "Xiaoxiao, I still have something to do, you can go back first." ”
Wen Jie's face was a little pale, and Ling Xiaoxiao was a little worried, "What's wrong, what's going on?" ”
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, you can go back first." There was a hint of pleading in his tone.
"Okay, then I'll go back first, be careful yourself." Unable to resist Wen Jie's pleading, Ling Xiaoxiao agreed, but on the way back, she turned into an alley, and when she saw Wen Jie's figure about to disappear, Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly followed.
followed Wen Jie around several alleys, and finally stopped in front of a dilapidated grass hut, squatted down, hid behind a haystack, and saw a man pointing at Wen Jie and scolding: "Unfilial son, what am I raising you for, what about the money, give me the money quickly." The man's cheeks were flushed, and his standing movements were a little shaky, and he looked drunk.
Wen Jie bit her lip tightly and glared at the person in front of her fiercely, this action seemed to provoke the man, she raised her palm and fanned it, a crisp voice sounded in the air, Ling Xiaoxiao clenched her fists, and suppressed the urge to rush out.
Wen Jie was fanned and immediately fell to the ground, her left cheek immediately became red and swollen, and her eyes were full of hatred when she looked at the man, "You raised me, hehe, joke, did you raise me for a day in addition to giving birth to me?" Wen Jie sneered.
The man was stunned, as if he didn't expect the timid and cowardly girl to refute her like this, the man felt a little unbearable on his face, and roared angrily: "You dead girl, like your mother, is a money-loser, and you can't help Lao Tzu ...... anything."
Before the man's words were finished, Wen Jie retorted: "You are not allowed to talk about my mother-" There was a burst of crying in his tone.
The three times and two times of resistance have completely consumed the man's patience, the man raised his palm, and wanted to fan it, and muttered in his mouth: "I must teach you a good lesson today, this girl, it's really against you." ”
At this moment, a voice sounded behind Wen Jie.
"Stop."