Chapter 32 Little Pear Treasure Afraid of Insects

The imp didn't hold back, and carefully kept up with them.

This is not where the family originally lived.

Everything is alien except for the parents.

He restrainedly followed behind his mother and looked around.

"Mom, I'm going to pour water!"

"Okay, okay, you go back to your homework, I'll go see if your dad is awake first."

The mother pushed the man into the room, and the smile on her face faded, and she turned and walked over to the master bedroom.

The imp hurriedly followed.

There was something strange in the darkness.

The woman hurriedly turned on the light.

I saw that the man with gray hair on his temples had woken up, sitting at the head of the bed, his face pressed into his hands, and his shoulders trembling slightly.

"What's wrong? Still uncomfortable? Didn't it burn out in the afternoon? Your daughter also said that if you feel bad again, she will take you to the hospital tomorrow. โ€

"It's okayโ€”it's okay."

The man's voice was hoarse.

"I just had a dream."

The woman paused.

"I dreamed of Yuanyuan, and I dreamed that Yuanyuan was lying in the river by himself, crying and telling me why I didn't go to him, and whether I forgot about him when I had a sister."

The woman didn't hold back, her eyes turned red, and she hung her head.

"If I hadn't been in a hurry to go to the meeting, just listen to Yuanyuan, that kid has a restrained personality, and he doesn't like to say anything when he encounters anything, and he told us at that time that he must have been bullied and couldn't help it, why did I, why didn't I pay attention to it?"

They all know that after the death of their first child, they simply can't get out.

As he spoke, he hammered himself twice on the head.

"Husband-"

The woman hurriedly stretched out her hand, and tears had already fallen.

"Don't say it, who would have thought that the partners would suppress you from this direction, how could they attack the child, he has just entered school, he is so young, and his mind is still so sensitive."

But as she spoke, she couldn't help it.

"If only nothing had an accident, nothing like this would have happened."

They didn't notice any injuries on Yuan Yuan's body at first, and they didn't notice any damage or loss of his belongings.

Adults think it's not a big problem, and they think too one-sidedly about the bullying that can happen in school, and only consider a few of them.

Who would have thought that in order to retaliate against and suppress their family, the partners who fell out at the beginning specially found those senior children who were more social in the school, they didn't want anything, but they just wanted to isolate you, laugh at you behind your back, and look at you in strange eyes.

Such a workplace environment is not yet acceptable to adults, let alone a child who has just entered elementary school.

The latter is also a series of coincidences.

I didn't want to go to school, so I secretly ran out to play, and happened to meet a trafficker, and accidentally fell and the trafficker threw him down in panic in an attempt to escape.

Even though everything has settled now and they have a new child, they still can't get out, and the guilt in their hearts is getting stronger and stronger, and they will always wake up in the middle of the night.

Neither of them spoke, except for a sobbing sound from time to time.

"No, it's not!"

The little ghost was already anxious when he stood aside, and he wanted to hold his mother's hand, but his fingertips penetrated.

"It's me who was too excited to sneak out and forget the time, and I'm afraid that I will be disciplined for sneaking away, and I regret it, I've obviously thought about it - I have to have a good chat with my busy parents when I come back from playing, and you will definitely listen to me, right?"

The parents sobbed, the atmosphere was sluggish, the little ghost couldn't do anything, and his ability at the moment could only support him to move the small things on the table, but the room was too clean, he had little room to play, and the two were still immersed in sad emotions, and this little movement did not attract their attention at all.

The imp hurriedly went to find another person in the house.

The room of the eight or nine-year-old girl was very warmly decorated, the small table lamp in the room was on, and she was holding the pen with her eyes down and writing something in the notebook.

The imp pushed a pen next to him with an effort.

The pen rolled down the table and fell to the floor with a snap.

The little girl was attracted by the pen.

And the little ghost was attracted by the picture on the little girl's table.

On the table was a picture frame, a group photo taken by them who don't know when they went to the photo studio, and at this moment the background edge of that photo was folded up and another photo was stitched on.

The person in the photo is smiling, wearing a uniform-style school uniform, and the sun is shining.

It's what he looks like.

On the glass photo frame outside are two words written crookedly - brother.

The little girl finished picking up the pen, looked left and right, and held the pen a little strangely, then she got up, listened to the movement outside the door, and walked back with her slippers, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Brother."

The imp is a spirit.

subconsciously looked at her, only to find that she was not calling him, but the photo.

"Adults are really worrying, but don't worry, I will take care of them, but they always cry secretly behind my back, and I have to pretend not to see it, if you know, just when my sister asks, can you tell them, don't cry, Dad has a benign tumor on his intestines, and the doctor said that if you can't stand the mood and don't eat well, something will happen!"

The little girl said with a wilting head drooping down, and a childish voice was glutinous: "I don't want anything to happen to my parents." โ€

The imp didn't know what he remembered, so he turned around and left.

When he left the house and came to the square that Tang Li said.

Tang Li is sending these guys who want to hug their thighs away.

These people were still shocked, but they were still tirelessly patting the rainbow fart, and finally made sure that Tang Li said that they would not have anything to do, and then left in a group.

Those who remained in place were left with the three brothers and sisters of the Tang family.

Tang Ming seemed to be a little disgusted with his performance, but he broke the jar again, sat next to Tang Li and didn't speak, lowered his head and ignored people, but his little hand tightly pulled the corner of Tang Li's clothes.

Tang Xisui relied on the Tang pear much closer.

I am stretching out my hand to scatter the mosquitoes that gather around me at night.

Xiao Libao seemed to be afraid of something while holding Xiaohua, and her small body kept shrinking to Tang Xisui, until she saw him, her eyes lit up, and she jumped down from the chair.

She jumped too quickly, and almost planted Tang Ming, who was desperately dragging her clothes, with her.

Tang Ming staggered two steps and ran behind Tang Li, and when he saw the little ghost, his face turned sideways, and he instantly hid behind Tang Li.

"I want to meet my mom and dad, can you help me?"

The little ghost's eyes widened, and the tears did not stop, poor Baba was in tears.

"Dreaming!"

The little one did not hesitate.

Tang Ming was stunned, and subconsciously tugged Tang Li's clothes, wanting to drag Tang Li back, ready to run together.

Even if he was just cleaned up by Tang Li, in general, this little ghost is still too dangerous.