In the house, the woman was still waiting for her husband to come home, she was tossing and turning on the bed, she had no choice but to walk to the bookshelf and pick up the album, like his husband, page by page, when she turned to the child Xiaoyu in the photo, she fell into deep thought, her face was very ugly, looking at the edge of the photo, it should have been touched by her husband, the woman's tears flowed, so many years he still can't forget his child. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The woman remembered the day she first went to the man's house, a toddler boy surprised her, she didn't like the child, because it was born to the man she loved with another woman, but in order to be with her husband forever, she forced herself to accept the child, and finally she married the man as she wished, but after a year or two of marriage, she still didn't get pregnant, and her husband's mother never had a good face for her, "Is it for money to marry my son at such a young age?" ”

"Why aren't you pregnant, can't you give birth, forget it, I can't count on you, fortunately I still have Xiaoyu?" After yelling at the woman with a fierce face, she then turned around and picked up the two-year-old Xiaoyu with a loving face, the woman looked at her husband's mother and she didn't dare to say anything, she didn't understand why there was such a big difference between treating her and treating Xiaoyu, for her, she didn't like anyone in this family except her husband, over time, the woman really couldn't stand Xiaoyu's laughter, because his laughter was like poison, both his mother and husband would be attracted to him, and throw her at the dinner table alone, and the whole family would provide for the child.

On the night of the Spring Festival that year, the street was crowded, the fireworks in the sky were colorful and colorful, extremely lively, the woman and her husband went out to play together, she didn't understand why the two people had to bring the child on a date, Xiaoyu, who was only two years old, looked at her with a smile whenever she looked back, she always replied to him with a big white eye, she didn't beat him and scolded him like the stepmother in the fairy tale, after all, he was the treasure of the family, no one dared to touch him, but she did another thing that the stepmother did, discarding him......

It was an overpass, and many tourists were attracted by the fireworks on the river and stopped, but the woman's eyes were all on the energetic Xiaoyu, and the Xiaoyu in the man's arms always kept kicking her little feet, as if she wanted to go down and walk by herself. The man looked at him dotingly and put him down carefully, "Hold Dad's hand." The man said gently, the woman looked at the little child standing on her husband's leg embarrassedly, and continued to look up at the fireworks, she was hiding her jealousy, her husband had never looked at her like this, it was really a blessing to Xiaoyu, the husband who has always been cold would have such a gentle side, the woman sneered in her heart, inexplicably felt so ironic, she looked back at her husband, who was concentrating on shooting fireworks videos with her mobile phone, and then looked down at Xiaoyu who was standing aside with her little hand holding the corner of the man's clothes, She secretly pulled Xiaoyu's hand from the corner of the man's clothes, the ignorant Xiaoyu's hands were not safe, and he did what many children love to do, because he had just learned to walk, he took advantage of the man's inattention to take a few steps back, and then was buried in the crowd, the woman looked back at him and disappeared in front of him, took a deep breath, seemed to finally get rid of something, and then continued to look up at the fireworks in the sky with a flat face.

In front of the bookshelf, the woman closed the photo album with a frown, she will never forget, after the child was lost, the family has undergone earth-shaking changes, the husband's mother washes her face with tears every day, her hair is much whiter, and her body is not as good as a day, the woman feels happy inexplicably, and it is estimated that she will not be able to scold for a few years if she continues like this, however, what distresses her is that her husband is depressed every day, blames all the fault on his head, and always walks alone at night, so many years he has also developed a habit, no matter how windy or rainy it is every day, He has to go out for a long time, and the woman doesn't dare to say anything, and she can't say anything, after all...... But she never regretted it.

In an old and small house, which is full of candles, full of weird spirit dolls, laughing hideously, in the only open space, a white-haired old man sits cross-legged, making it impossible to see her face, "Dong Dong Dong ......" The sound of crutches hitting the ground came into the house, a pair of leather shoes came into the corner of his eyes, he was dressed in black, wearing a top hat, a man with a cold face, he was Liu Shanshan's uncle Liu Moqi, he stood behind the old man, muffled and did not speak.

"You're here?" The old man's deep and vicissitudes of life came from the front.

"Yes......" Liu Moqi bowed his head slightly and responded respectfully.

"They didn't find you?"

"No ......"

"Looks like you're hiding deep enough...... Hahaha......"

Liu Moqi smiled lightly, "Thanks to the guidance of the psychic mother-in-law. ”

The old man stopped smiling, stretched out his wrinkled hand and probed in front of him a few times, and then took out a bottle full of liquid, "Give it to ......" The old man pushed the bottle towards Liu Moqi, and never looked back.

"What is this?" The man picked it up and looked down curiously.

"Devouring ...... Spirit...... Water"

"Is Mr. here?" Liu Moqi's mansion, Wang Jie and Xi stood at the door and shouted.

"Brother, it's so late, he probably went to sleep." Xi subconsciously tightened his clothes and looked at the darkness around him. "Why don't you even turn on a street lamp, no wonder even thieves don't dare to enter." Si looked around in fear. I just feel the wind gusting.

"I shouldn't have slept so early, wasn't it late when his car broke down last time?" Wang Jie curiously probed into the house. "Sir...... Mr. ......" Wang Jie shouted vigorously inside, "Sir, we are here to return the car." Mr. ......"

"Let me ......" Xi pulled Wang Jie over, stretched out his hand and patted it vigorously, "Alas......"

Xi Mian was surprised, the door opened by itself, and the two looked at each other in unison, "No, such a big house dares not to lock the door." ”

"What now?" Wang Jie looked at Xi curiously.

Xi suddenly laughed evilly, "Brother, let's go in and have a look, I have never entered such a big house, there must be a lot of treasures in it." ”

"Huh?" Wang Jie looked at him in surprise, "This is not good." We're breaking into a private house. ”

"Oh, brother...... We look at it, and we don't take anything. If he found out, I even thought of a reason, and said that we were here to return the car but we didn't see anyone, and the door was also open, so I was afraid that something would happen to my husband, so I came in to have a look. Please forgive me, we are also worried about you, hehehe...... Brother, I'm not very smart. Xi begged Wang Jie with a smile on his face.

Wang Jie was slightly embarrassed, "This ......"

"Don't do this, come in......" Before Wang Jie finished speaking, he was pulled in by Xila.