The door of Tao's house was closed tightly, and if people walking outside put their ears close to the door, they could hear a faint cry coming from inside.

Mr. Tao was so angry that he pressed his little daughter to the ground and beat him. The girl cried loudly, and Mrs. Tao shouted, "Do you still have the face to cry?" ”

The other twin reached out and handed over a torn towel, and Mr. Tao didn't want to gagged his daughter's mouth with the torn towel and hit it hard with a broom.

Gave a needle to that little kid!

Tao Zhizhi was so frightened that he almost screamed, this kid is really a demon!

The child couldn't cry, only raised his head slightly, and stared at the twin sister viciously. She couldn't say what she was thinking, because it wasn't her, it was the other twin who gave her brother the dumplings with the needles hidden. Of course, she just pretended not to see it, and connived at this result, when she thought to herself that it was okay if the little thing died, should she be burdened with all the charges? After fighting for a while, Tao Zhizhi looked at his sister who was lying on the ground and exclaimed, "Dad, stop fighting, sister...... Something seems wrong. ”

Mrs. Tao squatted down and moved the child over, and saw that the little girl had her eyes closed and her face was pale. His mouth was blocked by a broken towel and he couldn't make a sound, and his face was covered with tears and snot.

Tao Zhizhi tore the towel and shook the little girl vigorously, the child was like a broken rag doll, and the soft neck seemed to be unable to support her head with the strength of her hands.

"Dad, my little sister seems to have an accident......"

Mrs. Tao picked up her daughter and put her on the table. Tao Zhizhi thought that he had seen some first-aid books in the school library, and pressed his little sister's chest down, and the other twin hid far away, for fear of being involved.

After pressing for a while, my sister let out a long breath. Mr. Tao also came to his senses at this moment, he had lost a son, although this daughter scolded every day for losing money, but after all, she was her own child, only seven years old and not sensible, so she couldn't really beat her to death. He reluctantly picked up his daughter, and Mrs. Tao also came to her senses: "Send it to the hospital." ”

How can you have money to send to the hospital?

Tao Zhizhi followed his parents to the hospital with his sister in his arms, and listened to Mrs. Tao complain that she had no money, how to show her sister, and at the same time kept complaining that her husband was too ruthless, this was to beat her sister to death.

"It's useless to be killed, and my son can't come back."

"Shut up, you don't know what happened at home, and you still have a face to cry, are you worthy of your son?" Mr. Tao was furious.

"I'm going to find a pawnshop." Tao Zhizhi pointed to the tweed coat on his body.

The pawnshop is full of human sperm, and when he saw a little girl coming in, he could pit it, and glanced at the tweed coat: "Ten yuan, no more." ”

"Thirty dollars, no less." Tao Zhizhi said with a straight face.

"Love should not be right." Chao Bong sneered.

That's not right.

Tao Zhizhi turned around and left, shouting to Feng: "Hey, twenty-five, a price." ”

"Twenty-eight." Tao Zhizhi stood at the door, making a posture of pushing the door to leave.

Chao Feng stared at the coat, it was really a good material and a good handwork, and those two collars could be sold for twenty yuan if they were removed. After thinking about it, he endured the pain and said, "Twenty-eight is twenty-eight." ”

Tao Zhizhi handed over 20 yuan to Mrs. Tao and asked her parents to take her sister to the hospital. Mr. Tao thought that he was the head of the family, but this kind of thing happened in the family, and his daughter had to use it as a coat to treat his sister, his face turned red all of a sudden, and his heart was sour and awkward, and he wanted to cry uncomfortably. The poor and lowly families are full of sorrow.

In the evening, the Tao couple came back with their daughter, the child was beaten too hard, and he couldn't hold back his crying, he just fainted in a hurry, and he was brought back after losing some anti-inflammatory medicine.

The body of the younger brother was put on the bed by Tao Zhizhi, all the clothes were dressed, and the body was covered with a rag sheet. While Tao Zhizhi was doing this, the other sister stood in the corner and watched her movements motionlessly, like a cat.

The door creaked, and the Tao family and his wife walked in wrapped in a cold wind.

"Is my sister okay?"

Tao Zhizhi asked. Dad sighed: "This evil obstacle is really, I am reluctant to die, and I am afraid that she will cause trouble if I live." ”

"O my wretched son." Mrs. Tao thought of her dead son and immediately began to cry again. "Don't howl, hurry up and buy a coffin, so that the child can be buried as soon as possible." Mr. Tao calmed down and put the little girl in his arms on a chair to see his dead son.

"What a pit man, why don't you die? These are all wolves, white-eyed wolves. ”

Mrs. Tao hugged her son's body and began to cry again.

The Tao family didn't eat all night, and they weren't in the mood to light a fire. The home is cold and damp.

One of the twins lay on the bed, having been suffering from a fever due to fright, and the other honestly hid in the corner, not moving or daring to cry out for hunger.

I'm so pitiful, my sister, my brother, and my sister are all better off than me. The elder sister has good grades and can study in the second daughter's middle school, and the younger brother can eat soy milk to make dumplings. Now that my little sister has been beaten, my parents and sisters have stopped eating. Is...... What are they when I? Am I made of stone? Don't need to eat? Can you go hungry with them? The twins' faces were unwavering, but in fact their hearts were full of dissatisfaction and anger.

"What kind of coffin is used, this is less than a year old, just find a rag and bury it in the suburbs."

Mr. Tao looked at his wife in pain and sighed.

According to the customs of the hometown in the countryside, children who die young are not eligible for a grand burial, and even some children are not allowed to have graves.

Mrs. Tao felt sorry for her son, but she also knew that there was no way, the child was less than a year old and could not use a coffin.

Thinking like this, her heart hurt like a pinprick, she lowered her head and couldn't help kissing her son, tears fell on the child's face, but unfortunately the young son could no longer perceive his mother's body temperature.

"Why don't you die!"

Mr. Tao looked at his daughter lying on the ground, his eyes widened and he roared.

The little girl was beaten so hard that her crying voice was already hoarse, and there were a few needles in the broken towel that had just gagged her mouth, and they were stuffed into her mouth along with the towel, and gradually slid into her throat as she struggled, and swallowed with tears and saliva.

The little girl lay on the ground, grabbed Mr. Tao's trouser leg, opened her mouth wide and wanted to speak, but she couldn't say a word, and her eyes were very terrifying.

Tao Zhizhi saw it clearly and whispered, "Dad, my sister seems to have something to say." ”

Mr. Tao kicked the little girl to the ground in a huff, and the little girl crawled a few times, and suddenly grinned, showing her yellow teeth and smiling. Laughing and laughing, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and along with the blood came a few shiny things, which were sewing needles.

Thinking that his son died because of this thing, Mr. Tao yelled: "Beast." As he spoke, he was going to rush up and fight again.

Tao Zhizhi hurriedly stopped her father: "Dad, don't fight, I was saved with great difficulty, but now I beat her to death, and my brother can't come back." ”

The little girl didn't care about vomiting blood, and hurriedly pointed to her sister hiding in the corner: "Dad, she, she did it, not me." ”

The twin sisters didn't say a word, just curled up as small as they could.

Mr. Tao and his wife no longer had the energy to ask which of the twins did it, so they began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find rags, to wrap their precious son, and transport them to a no-man's place to bury them while it was dark.

Tao Zhizhi looked at his two younger sisters, and his heart was confused.