Tang Ling felt a little strange recently, feeling that her life was being watched by something all the time, the kind of sight that hid in the shadows and spied on her every move, like a parasite attached to her skin, made Tang Ling feel awkward and uneasy. But she couldn't find the source of her sudden strange feeling until that lunch break.

In the past, every day at noon, after eating, grandma Zhao Fang would take her coin purse and go to a grandmother's house in the village to play mahjong, grandpa would go upstairs to rest after watching TV for a while, and Tang Ling would take a break in the morning on the sofa in the living room on the first floor at this time.

The sofa at home is very large, enough for Tang Ling to turn over a child on it, and there is a small blanket specially placed by Zhao Fang on the sofa. Tang Ling, as usual, put the blanket on her body, and then slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She had a very strange dream. A disgusting long worm was stained with mucus, moving its huge body in the dark alley, and the walls and concrete floor were covered with disgusting and fishy mucus left behind after it passed, Tang Ling stood in the alley, looking at the long worm not far away, his big eyes locked on himself, and scanned her up and down with an extremely uncomfortable gaze, Tang Ling felt scared, her legs trembled, and she quickly turned around and ran away.

But no matter where he ran, the insect was still following closely, its disgusting gaze had been greedily and recklessly attached to Tang Ling's body, seeing that the stench on its body was getting stronger and stronger, and the breath that was so hot that it was difficult to breathe was getting closer and closer to itself.

In the end, Tang Ling was scared out of a cold sweat and opened her eyes suddenly, but before she could gasp violently, the black shadow in front of her made her involuntarily hold her breath.

The man's tall body blocked the sunlight coming in from the window, he turned against the light, and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but Tang Ling could feel his sight, like the worm in a dream, obscenely and presumptuously looked at her body exposed by lifting the quilt because of writhing, his complexion was very dark, his eyes were very white, the eyes of the two black grapes were purring, and the yellow teeth that had been smoking for a long time were exposed with the grinning mouth.

Tang Ling didn't know how he got in, obviously he had locked the door before going to bed, she didn't know how long the man had been standing here, and she didn't know what the man was doing, motionless, like a stiff wood, but the expression on his face changed flexibly.

Tang Ling didn't know what this uncle, who had only moved here for a short time, wanted to do, she just looked at him stunned, she didn't even have the courage to pull the quilt beside her, and instinctively felt a little scared.

After a while, the voice of grandma Zhao Fang came from outside the house, and the man put away the presumptuous look in his eyes, he bent down a little, closer to Tang Ling, watching Tang Ling shake as he approached, his nose let out a soft snort, and then pulled the quilt that Tang Ling lifted aside, and slowly helped her cover her body, and then seemed to be kind to tuck it, and Zhao Fang behind him asked in a timely manner: "Chen Rende, what are you doing?" ”

"Oh, Aunt Zhao, I see your granddaughter sleeping and lifting the quilt on the ground, help cover it back, it's not good if you catch a cold, you say?" Chen Rende withdrew his hand, turned around and walked towards Zhao Fang, and explained with a smile.

"Oh, this girl is not honest when she sleeps, Lingling, why don't you thank Uncle Chen?" Zhao Fang took the toolbox in his hand to Chen Rende, who thanked him respectfully, and Zhao Fang shouted at Tang Ling in response.

“…… Thank you. ”

Tang Ling's mouth moved for a long time, she always felt that even if Chen Rende was far away from her, the pungent smell on his body still covered her body, Tang Ling felt very uncomfortable, but looking at her grandmother Zhao Fang's appearance, she also felt that she seemed to be wrong to blame Chen Rende, and she struggled for a long time before she cowardly spoke.

"It's okay, it's okay, that little girl, you have a good rest, Aunt Zhao, I'll go back first, thank you for lending me the toolbox again."

Chen Rende said, and was about to walk outside the house, Zhao Fang saw him so politely thanked him repeatedly, full of good feelings, and responded kindly: "Oh, neighbors, what's this, everyone will help each other in the future, walk slowly." ”

Seeing that Zhao Fang closed the door, Tang Ling suddenly lifted the quilt off her body, and the cold sweat on her back had already soaked her clothes, Tang Ling asked Zhao Fang, "Grandma, why is that uncle here?" Didn't you go to play cards? ”

"I met Chen Xiaozi on the way to play cards, and when he saw me, he asked me if I could borrow the toolbox again, and I took him back to get the toolbox." Zhao Fang wondered why Tang Ling was so curious about Chen Rende, but she didn't think much about it, and explained to Tang Ling in detail.

"Then you should call me up!" Tang Ling suddenly shouted at Zhao Fang with some annoyance.

"What are you doing? What kind of temper do you have? Why did you wake you up? Bite? Are you still shy to sleep in front of strangers? They are all good neighbors, what are so many rules for? Besides, who cares what you're doing as a kid. Also, you just saw someone, Uncle Chen didn't call anyone, and asked you to say thank you, but you couldn't hold back a word for a long time, what's wrong? Are your wings stiff......"

Zhao Fang was stunned by Tang Ling's yelling, and she was not satisfied at the moment, she felt that Tang Ling was a little unreasonable now, inexplicable, and troubled the child's temper, a child who used to be so well-behaved, but now he will yell at himself, it seems that it is really as the aunts she played cards said, and the girl of the Qiao family has gotten closer, and people have also been taken crookedly.

Tang Ling was stunned by Zhao Fang's series of questions, she shut up sullenly, and let Zhao Fang blame her for being ignorant, Tang Ling grabbed the quilt beside her, she felt very aggrieved, but she couldn't tell where she was aggrieved, it was obvious that Uncle Chen's behavior was a little strange, but Tang Ling couldn't find anything strange, she finally sat there obediently, listening to Zhao Fang's scolding, after all, if she refuted, it would only attract more serious scolding, and even beating.

Zhao Fang actually dotes on Tang Ling very much on weekdays, but at the same time, because Tang Ling's parents left Yushen Village willfully, causing their family to be ridiculed and ridiculed by other people in the village, Zhao Fang also dislikes Tang Ling a little, her son was brought into that virtue by that woman, what kind of virtue can the daughter she gave birth to?

Zhao Fang has always wanted to train Tang Ling to be a well-behaved and sensible child, at least most of the time, Tang Ling is very obedient, so Zhao Fang is also willing to rush at Tang Ling, but once Tang Ling has a little disobedience to Zhao Fang, then Zhao Fang's punishment of Tang Ling is more ruthless than anyone else, how good it is on weekdays, how ruthless the punishment is, but once Tang Ling bows her head and admits her mistake, Zhao Fang will return to her former kind face, and apologize to Tang Ling softly, saying that she doesn't want to be like this, but because Tang Ling is disobedient, it has become like this.

As for grandfather Tang Jianguo, he is indifferent, he can see Tang Ling's existence, but he won't care about Tang Ling's existence, with this granddaughter, it's okay to have this granddaughter, and if the accident is gone, it's just a little crying, or not even a few tears, after all, what can a girl look at?

The suffocating education method, in many households in Yushen Village, many patriarchal families, those children have suffered the same experience as Tang Ling, or even worse than Tang Ling.

Finally listened to Zhao Fang's broken thoughts, Tang Ling looked at herself and said that she was tired, and then picked up the cup and drank a sip of water, and then went out again with her small purse. Tang Ling sat in place and didn't move, after watching through the window that Zhao Fang had already left the yard, she slowly got off the sofa, folded the quilt, and put all the pillows and blankets on the sofa back into place, then slowly opened the door and went out, walking towards Qiao Lingxiang's house.

Not long after Tang Ling left, he had been standing in the corner of their house, and then he left slowly and walked in the opposite direction of Tang Ling.

"Sister Joe."

"Lingling, good afternoon."

Pushed open the door of Qiao's house and saw Qiao Lingxiang who was cleaning at home, Tang Ling said hello, only to notice that Qiao Lingxiang, who raised her head after hearing her greeting, had an obvious and clear palm print on her face, which seemed to be new.

"Sister Joe......"

Tang Ling looked at the clear palm print, Qiao Lingxiang was on the red and swollen side of her cheek, and smiled at her a little reluctantly, Tang Ling lowered her head and saw Qiao Lingxiang's hands holding her sleeves for hygiene, and there were many scarlet and hideous marks on her white and tender arms, all of which were new.

Different from Gu Qingzhi, Tang Ling has always known that Uncle Qiao, who looks honest and gentle on the outside, often beats Qiao Lingxiang, and picks places that will not be exposed outside, because Qiao Lingxiang has never worn short-sleeved shorts since she gained weight, and she has always been long-sleeved and long-sleeved, which is more conducive to Uncle Qiao's beating, Tang Ling has always known, but she has no ability to save, because she is the same as Qiao Lingxiang, and even Qiao Lingxiang is worse than her, they are all children who are used to being beaten. That's why Tang Ling is more willing to come to Qiao Lingxiang to play, rather than other children of the same age in the village, maybe they also have the same situation as Tang Ling, but Tang Ling only needs Qiao Lingxiang.

They licked each other's wounds, shrunk together to absorb warmth, and more often, it was Qiao Lingxiang who comforted Tang Ling and made her happy.

But now, Uncle Qiao seems to be getting more and more excessive, since Gu Qingzhi left a few days ago, this is the second time that Qiao Lingxiang's face has a palm print.

"What's wrong, Lingling?"

Qiao Lingxiang looked at Tang Ling and noticed the wound on her hand, she retracted the cuffs in a little panic, blocking those marks, and then asked gently.

Tang Ling wanted to speak again and again, she wanted to tell Qiao Lingxiang what happened to her today, and ask her to help her come up with ideas and think about whether it was right or wrong, but now she didn't want to. Qiao Lingxiang was already very uncomfortable, and she couldn't add any more burden to her.

"I'm coming to you to fold a thousand paper cranes."

Tang Ling raised a smile on her face, and spoke in a childish voice.