After a few more moments, there was a voice outside.

"Lele, did you fall, do you need your mother to go in?"

Outside, it was the voice of her mother Yang Mei'e, with the gentleness of the past and even a trace of concern, but it couldn't soothe Zhang Yule's heart in the bathroom at this time.

Zhang Yule's back was pressed against the wall, ignoring the coldness brought by the wall, as if the wall could give her a sense of security.

Her feet froze in place, but her body couldn't help but tremble, and her heart was beating wildly, almost out of her throat.

Her eyes were stunned, and the scene in front of her was the same black eyes just now.

She was not mistaken, those eyes were those eyes of her stepfather Qian Qiangping.

With peeping, muddy and disgusting, in the more than half a year since she moved into this home, she met those eyes countless times.

It always made her feel cold on her back, and her cold hair stood on end.

At this time, Zhang Yule also realized a fact.

Her stepfather, peeking at her outside, just as she was getting ready to take a shower.

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It's horrible!

Zhang Yule couldn't imagine what kind of psychology Qian Qiangping was out of.

"Lele, if it's okay, mom will go to the kitchen to cook."

Hearing that his mother outside the door was about to leave, Zhang Yule suddenly came back to his senses, staggered forward in a few steps, and opened the door suddenly.

"Mom."

The door was opened, and outside the bathroom, was the mother in an apron.

A woman about fifty years old, petite, although she is old, there are not many wrinkles on her face, she looks only in her early forties, her hair is black, tied up with a clip, and her face is delicate.

It can be said that a large part of Zhang Yule's daughter's good looks have inherited her mother's genes.

But Zhang Yule is even more beautiful than her mother Yang Mei'e when she was young, because she also inherited the advantages of her father Zhang Yuanxiao's facial features.

At this time, Zhang Yule looked flustered, his eyes swept over the room behind his mother, and he didn't see anyone else.

She jerked her mother into the bathroom and closed the door.

The already cramped space is even narrower.

"Lele, what's wrong with you, why did you pull your mother into the bathroom, and your mother has to go back to cook."

The woman's voice was still gentle, but with a hint of accusation.

"Okay, if it's okay, mom will ......"

"Mom, uncle, uncle was just here, peeking, peeking at me taking a shower!" Seeing that his mother was leaving, Zhang Yule couldn't be ashamed and embarrassed, and gritted his teeth and said the matter.

There was fear and panic in her eyes, and there was a faint hint of asking for help.

Dad died, and in this strange home, her only relative was her mother.

When children encounter difficulties and dangers, they are always accustomed to asking adults for help, especially their parents, and now, the only person Zhang Yule can ask for help is his mother.

Almost as soon as Zhang Yule finished saying this, the narrow space fell into a dead silence.

Yang Mei'e was stunned for a few seconds, a pair of eyes that were almost exactly the same as Zhang Yule blinked quickly, and after a few seconds, she stopped and looked at Zhang Yule, her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't seem to know how to express it.

For a moment, a smile seemed to tug at the corners of her lips, slightly pale.

Her voice was still gentle, and it didn't seem to have much of a wave.

She said: "Lele, what are you talking nonsense, even if you don't want to recognize Uncle Qian as your father, but how can you say that about your Uncle Qian, your Uncle Qian is usually so good to you." ”

Zhang Yule looked at his mother who defended his stepfather in front of him in a daze, and was a little dazed for a while.

But the fear that rose up in her heart still made her want to convince her mother.

"Mom, what I said is true, I really saw it just now, just outside the window, he, he has bad intentions, and Qian Jie, he always does something to me......"

Qian Qiangping, her stepfather, Qian Jie, her stepbrother.

In the past six months or so, there have been many similar incidents.

The disgusting gaze of the two with prying eyes always fell on her from time to time, Qian Jie always found all kinds of excuses to get close to her, but he always touched and touched that, and several times his hand touched Zhang Yule's thigh, so that Zhang Yule never dared to wear a skirt again, even if the skirt reached the knees.

So even in the hot summer, she still wears long pants, if she really can't help it, she even wants to wear long sleeves.

Many times, Zhang Yule also told his mother, but what did his mother say?

"Lele, don't make trouble, even if you don't like your Uncle Qian and Brother Qian Jie, don't say such insulting things to them."

"You're just too sensitive, they just care about you, how can you think of people so dirty."

"Lele, your brother is just careless, so don't be so stingy."

"Lele, it's not easy for mom to take you to live in this house, we are just two weak women, if it weren't for the protection of your uncle and brother, we would probably have been reduced to the streets."

……

"Okay, Lele, don't make trouble, Mom still has to cook, you hurry up and come out after taking a shower." Similar words rang in my ears again.

Zhang Yule's heart was cold again, as if she had suddenly fallen into a cold pool in winter, and the cold to her bones wrapped her.

She stared at her mother in front of her, her voice was still gentle, but she didn't believe her at every word, her hand caressed her slightly bulging belly, but she never touched her daughter again.

"Mom, don't you believe me?" She asked.

As soon as the words fell, she saw her mother's head turned sideways and her eyes flashing.

Suddenly, she realized something.

Mom, she knows, she knows Qian Qiangping and Qian Jie's disgusting thoughts, she justified on the surface, but acquiesced in her heart.

She didn't stop it!

Zhang Yule's eyes widened, her eyes were full of disbelief and unspeakable grief, as if her heart had been dug by a knife at this time, and the person who held the knife was her biological mother.

Does Mom know what the consequences will be if the father and son continue?

Does Mom know what might happen to her if she continues like this?

Zhang Yule wanted to ask, but she didn't ask.

Because she knows, mom knows.

Mom is smart, if she wasn't smart, she couldn't get the compensation money at the first time when her father had a car accident, and she avoided the entanglement of those relatives, got all the compensation, and then took her to choose another country.

But he really knew that his mother was smart in her heart, and Zhang Yule's heart was even colder at this time.

Because at this moment, she clearly realizes that her mother may not love her so much.

's mother's love for her can't compare to herself, her belly and Qian Qiangping's child, and even Qian Qiangping, who has only been married for more than half a year, and her stepson Qian Jie.

"Okay, if it's okay, Mom will go out. You should hurry up and take a shower and come out to eat. With that, Yang Mei'e turned around and left.

Zhang Yule stood in place, just looking at the back of his mother leaving without hesitation.