"Your mouth stinks worse than."

Lin Hua said coldly, trampling Brother Qiang under his feet again, looking down condescendingly.

Pulled behind him again, he turned and hit him, and then punched the person who pulled him.

It didn't take long for there to be a commotion around him, and his shoulder was pressed by the person behind him. He struggled, but he didn't.

He tried to turn around, but he was overpowered. Leng turned his head sideways, but saw Father Lin with an ugly face, Lin Hua was stunned, as if he was coming back from that crazy emotion, he looked at Brother Qiang who was holding his head on the ground and screaming in pain, and couldn't help but scold fiercely.

In this village, only Father Lin can take care of Lin Hua a little.

As soon as Father Lin came home from the field, he was called over, saying that he was a bastard and was fighting with others again, even if he was just mentally prepared, but when he saw such a big movement, he was still startled.

Father Lin was really angry and disappointed for a while, and in front of the public, he directly raised his hand and slapped Lin Hua, this slap was merciless, and Lin Hua's face was missed.

With a numb cheek on his head, Lin Hua blushed, glanced at Father Lin coldly, and turned to leave in the next second.

Ignoring the shouts behind Father Lin, Lin Hua left angrily.

……

Walking without a purpose, Lin Hua felt so lost for the first time, he didn't know where he should go, but he didn't want to go home.

In fact, when he grew up, he became so rebellious, part of the reason was because of Father Lin, Father Lin never listened to explanations and was not reasonable, he thought that what was wrong was wrong, and probably because of the pressure at home, Father Lin's temper was particularly short-tempered, once he did something wrong when he was a child, he would be punched and kicked by Father Lin, so he grew up crooked.

A slap in front of so many people is undoubtedly very embarrassing for Lin Hua, who has strong self-esteem, even if he is so old now, Father Lin is still the same as when he was a child, and he uses violence to solve problems at every turn.

But in such an environment, he didn't have any feelings of fear or respect for Father Lin, only a strong disgust, so disgusted that he didn't even want to go home, which was why he liked to wander outside.

Unconsciously, he stopped in a tiled house, and he looked at the locked door, not knowing what to do for a while.

Standing like this for a long time, Lin Hua lowered his head, and just as he wanted to leave, the door opened from the inside.

As soon as Jiang Huiqin went out, she was stunned when she saw Lin Hua standing at the door, although Lin Hua's skin was dark, the slap mark on his face was still a little obvious, and there were bruises on the corners of his mouth.

Almost after a little thought, Jiang Huiqin guessed a rough idea, and she sighed, "Huazi, did you quarrel with your father again?" ”

Lin Hua stared at his toes, did not speak, and his broad shoulders slumped slightly.

Jiang Huiqin was just about to go out, so she said to Lin Hua: "You come to my house for one night first, I still have something to do, by the way, help me watch En'en, she often doesn't take medicine on time at night, and her little head is very clever." ”

The black-skinned teenager's fingertips trembled slightly, and he said in a dumb voice, "Okay...... Thank you, teacher. ”

Jiang Huiqin shook her head helplessly, she patted the tall and sturdy young man, and said bitterly: "Huazi, your parents are all for your good, you should understand something when you are so old." ”

Lin Hua had heard these words many times, and everyone thought that he was ignorant, he was an example of a bad example in this village, if he had lost his temper a few years ago, but now he was already at ease.

Jiang Huiqin didn't want to say more, so she said a few words and left.

He pushed open the old and dilapidated wooden door, then reflexively closed it, and came to the door of the little fool skillfully.

He didn't open the door in a hurry, but leaned against the wall and touched his face, his body smelled of wine, but his dark and handsome face didn't look like he had drunk wine.

After the smell of wine on his body dissipated a little, Lin Hua pushed open the door and went in.

Under the warm candlelight, a thin figure was lying on the table and scribbling.

Lin Hua felt as if they were people from two worlds, one born in the sun and the other in the shadows.

The little fool wore white short sleeves, revealing that his hands and feet were thin and white, and the skin on the back of his neck was lined with inky hair, like snow.

His eyes locked on the little fool and walked towards the other party.

Wen Xien turned his head when he heard the footsteps, and looked at the dark-skinned boy who walked towards her, in such a long time together, the little fool had long had a good impression of this big brother who always gave her candy.

Completely forgot what a bad thing this teenager had done before.

She is such a person who remembers to eat and not to fight.

"Big brother, come and see what I painted."

The tone of the little fool is very cheerful, she is always like this, she seems to have no troubles, she is always clean and optimistic.

Lin Hua stepped forward, leaned over a little, and looked at the painting drawn by the little fool, most of the colors of this painting were warm and full of vitality, he showed a slightly surprised expression, and exclaimed: "The painting is so beautiful, why is En'en so powerful?" ”

The little fool who was coaxing this straightforward compliment smiled toothlessly, and her white and delicate face was full of pride, as if she was remarkable.

"I'm amazing...... Big brother! ”

What was originally a proud word turned into an exclamation.

The smile on the little fool's face faded suddenly, just now Wen Xien didn't see it, but now that face was exposed to the candlelight, Wen Xien's eyes fell on the young man's face, there was a faint slap mark on his dark face, and there were other injuries, it was the right side of his face, just facing Wen Xien, so she could see it clearly.

The green fingers gently touched the dark and cold side face, and the little fool's face was undisguised distress.

She cautiously asked, "Big brother, does it hurt?" ”

He went around and around for so long, in fact, just for the little fool.

Because he wants the little fool to show the expression that appeared because of him, to feel sorry for him.

Actually, it didn't hurt, it wasn't anything to him, he had been beaten even harder, and such injuries were commonplace for him.

He disliked squeamish people, and he didn't cry again when he was four years old because he felt it was a sign of weakness.

But now, the ghostly looming thing tormented him, so he was now going to hold it in its throat and expose it to the sun.

The so-called compliment, approaching just to attract the attention of the other party, he wants the little fool's distress, he is not interested in painting at all, the other party's painting is in his opinion is to see the same as waste paper, he can't see the good or bad.

The painting in front of him can be thrown to the ground like garbage on the side of the road, and passers-by can step on it indifferently.

This time, Huahua is a little distorted

(End of chapter)