readx;? Fate is a blind, moody adoptive mother who is often unselective and generous to the children she raises. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info This is a sentence once said by the English writer Samuel Butler, for Qiao Xiaojing, fate is indeed a blind and moody adoptive mother, and she is also a mad stepmother.

For Qiao Xiaojing, her mother Chunhua's "simple and special" wedding is like a prelude to the abyss of pain, the death of her father Qiao Liang made her fall from the clouds to the ground, although she was traumatized, but at least she can look forward to the light, and Liu Ma's arrival quietly pushed her to the edge of the cliff of pain, after all, she still suffered from the darkness.

Qiao Xiaojing said that she didn't expect that this originally lively wedding would leave a dirty mark on her heart--- this mark could not fade through time, or even disappear--- it was like a red-hot soldering iron firmly pressed on her heart, leaving a permanent scar.

Before Liu Ma reached out to touch her ankle, although Qiao Xiaojing was emotionally unable to fully accept a strange man to replace the role of her biological father Qiao Liang and become her other father, she still kept persuading herself that although this man replaced the role of her father, he would also take on the burden left by his father and improve this poor family......

Sadly, this shameless thing happened, it happened on the night when the stepfather entered the door, it happened to the daughter who was not related by blood, and the perpetrator turned out to be the stepfather who had just entered the house!

When Liu Ma reached out and touched Qiao Xiaojing's ankle, Qiao Xiaojing, who was holding a square stool in her hand, felt like she was instantly hit by lightning, like her body was crawling with maggots and ants in an instant, as if she had fallen into a pool of mud that solidified instantly.

Qiao Xiaojing seemed to have the consciousness of leaving in her mind, but her feet couldn't move, she stood in place and trembled involuntarily, and her mind was dazed. After about a few seconds, she came back to her senses, struggling desperately, trying to get rid of it, and subconsciously let out a hysterical scream, which was both poignant and solemn.

Qiao Xiaojing threw away the stool, scratched her head with both hands, her legs kept shaking, kicking and stepping, and when Liu Ma's dirty hand loosened, she pulled out her foot and rushed towards the kitchen.

Chunhua heard her daughter Qiao Xiaojing's terrifying scream, grabbed the rag and ran out of the kitchen, and was hit by her daughter, she grabbed her daughter's hands and asked in surprise: "Xiaojing, what's wrong with you, why are the screams so scary?"

Qiao Xiaojing's body trembled, just like wearing a single coat, standing in the ice and snow in the cold winter wax moon, against the cold wind of hunting, and kept shaking her head, and did not answer her mother Chunhua's question for a long time.

Chunhua let Qiao Xiaojing into the kitchen, and in the dim light, she saw her daughter with her head down and her hands constantly rubbing the front of the clothes, her face was pale, her eyes were scattered, unfocused and dull, her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to speak, but she couldn't hear the sound.

What mother would not be anxious to see her child look like this?

Chunhua patted her daughter Qiao Xiaojing's shoulder and stared at her daughter's face, she wanted to know what was going on, but she saw that her daughter couldn't say anything, the anxiety can be imagined. In desperation, she could only repeat over and over again: "Hurry up and tell my mother, what's wrong, why are you screaming so scary just now?"

After a full quarter of an hour, her daughter Qiao Xiaojing took a deep breath, glanced back at her stepfather, who was still leaning on the stone, and took her mother Chunhua's arm into the small suite in the kitchen, choking back tears and crying quietly about everything that happened.

"Fool, how is this possible?" Mother Chunhua lifted her shirt to wipe her daughter's tears, stopped her in her arms, patted her shoulder lightly and said, "He must have drunk too much, the wine came up, he didn't know anything, and he inadvertently reached out and touched the surface of your feet, maybe he didn't know what he did at all." ”

Qiao Xiaojing looked at her mother in surprise, she couldn't believe her ears and eyes, how could her mother think like this, how could she not believe her daughter's words, and her expression and tone were so relaxed--- "But the man lying in the yard has now become the man of my stepfather, obviously holding my ankle tightly and refusing to let go everywhere." ”

"Anyway, he's already your stepfather," Chunhua saw that her daughter was full of resentment, and then admonished a few more words, "Don't publicize the ugliness of the family, and don't talk nonsense everywhere." Besides, he's your elder, how could he do such a thing?"

"Maybe!" Qiao Xiaojing was sad and disappointed, naturally unwilling to reason more with her mother, and said lightly, "Anyway, I don't think that person is a good person, you have to live with him in the future, people are separated from their stomachs, it is better to keep a little more mind, and the heart of guarding against others is indispensable, don't let people sell you in the end, you just count the money for others." ”

"You kid, all the nonsense!" Mother Chunhua glared at Qiao Xiaojing and shook her head.

Qiao Xiaojing said coldly: "I have to grow up sooner or later, and I won't live under the same roof with that person for too long." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he fell on the kang and pulled the quilt to cover his head.

Chunhua stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at Liu Ma leaning on the stone in the moonlight, thinking to herself, those men had drunk a lot of wine, and I don't know if they were lying on the cold ground like this Liu Ma......

In fact, there was a man at the banquet who drank alcohol, but he didn't drink much, he may be more sober than anyone else except Qiao Shuangxi, he is none other than Qiao Baocai, the patriarch of the Qiao clan and the rich man.

After the banquet, this Qiao Baocai was the first person to leave Qiao Xiaojing's house, standing on the dirt road in the village with his hands behind his back, and no one knew what he wanted. When the villagers passed by, they nodded slightly, and did not talk to them.

Seeing Li Hanzi's daughter-in-law Hong Xing coming over in the west of the village, this Qiao Baocai was very different, hurriedly walked a few steps forward, looked around, slowed down again, and showed a little joy on his face.

"Why does the village chief look unhappy, blaming Aunt Chunhua for not being well entertained, or can't see the widow have a man?" This Hongxing took the initiative to stop, and her naughty expression and rude words made Qiao Baocai a little embarrassed.

"Look at what you said," Qiao Baocai shook his body and said, "I'm not happy, why am I unhappy? I don't know the situation of Chunhua's family better than you, it's very good that the banquet is like this, how many families in the village can do it so lively, it's too late for me to be happy! Besides, this Chunhua has a man, and it has something to rely on, this is a good thing, why not be happy?"

"Chunhua's man is dead," Qiao Baocai saw that the red apricot did not squeak, and then said, "The child is still young, you see how this day is...... Now that I have a man and support, my life will be better in the future, and as the patriarch, I just want to see the people of the clan live better and better. I just didn't feel well, so I didn't want to ......."

"Is your body unwell? How can your body be uncomfortable? Is it that you didn't cover the quilt in the middle of the night and your stomach is cold? Or was you hooked by the shrill cry of a wild cat, and the blind waves bumped into a ghost in the middle of the night?" said the red apricot and laughed.

When the village chief Qiao Baocai heard this, he turned around and walked away.

The red apricot was still smiling on the spot, and finally squatted on the ground with her stomach in her arms.

At this time, her mother Chunhua had already dragged Liu Ma to the main house and let him lie on the kang.

"If he really has crooked eyes, then it definitely won't work, don't worry, Mom will never let you be wronged. Chunhua was worried about her daughter Xiaojing, so she chattered again before going to bed, "But don't keep wondering, he drank after all, didn't he?"

Liu Ma was sleeping soundly, and the snoring sound reached the ears of Qiao Xiaojing's mother and daughter so far away.

Mother Chunhua tilted her head to the window, shook her head and whispered: "What is this drinking, this snoring is like rolling thunder, if you pull him out and sell him now, I don't think he will be able to wake up." ”

Qiao Xiaojing didn't answer, but just breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, let's talk, it's been a busy day today, and you're sleepy, go to bed early!" Chunhua blew out the lights, gently closed the kitchen door, and headed towards the main house.

Qiao Xiaojing returned to darkness and quiet, the resentment in her heart could not be weakened, she was sure that the man who was now lying on the kang where his father Qiao Liang used to sleep did not inadvertently grab her ankle as his mother Chunhua said, but deliberately, he must have some kind of extremely dirty thoughts in his heart, so he had such a dirty behavior......

When Qiao Xiaojing stayed in this room alone, lying down on the kang, this silent room made her unable to calm down, and various life scenes in front of her father Qiao Liang kept coming to her mind, how happy and happy she was at that time!

That kind of joy and happiness made Qiao Xiaojing's heart feel sour, and tears fell on the pillow one by one.

The whole kitchen was unlit, and the light from the main room spilled in through the windows, dispelling some of the darkness.

Just when Qiao Xiaojing was thinking about her thoughts, the light that had been sprinkled on the kitchen floor in the main room suddenly disappeared, and she knew that it was because the lights in the main room were out--- there was no trace of light, in this dark room.

Qiao Xiaojing lay quietly on the kang, her eyes not blinking.

Quiet nights always bring infinite reverie, as long as you have a story hidden inside.

Qiao Xiaojing is a young but experienced person, his father left them without any warning, and her stepfather suddenly came to her side when she didn't know how to face it.

Qiao Xiaojing thought that at this moment, her mother was sleeping on the same kang with a man who was still a stranger, and this kang was originally where her biological father and mother slept, and she was born on that kang.

Qiao Xiaojing's mind once again appeared in the scene of her father Qiao Liang's life and death - the raging northwest wind blew the grass house from side to side, looking crumbling, her father didn't have time to run out, the house was like a huge pot lid buttoned down, impartially pressing her father underneath.

--- father Qiao Liang struggled in pain, blood splattering everywhere like a fountain, and his hands were struggling to dig the ground, desperately trying to crawl out of the collapsed ruins. Blood blurred his eyes, and his eyes were a blurry red......

Qiao Xiaojing convulsed involuntarily, she felt a little cold all over her body, she reached out to grab the quilt on the kang feet, at this moment he found that there was a person sitting on the kang feet, bloodstained and scarred, miserable, full of kindness, vaguely saw him smiling at her.

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