Chapter Ninety-Five: What They Said Was Wrong

"This is Brother Ziyang's clothes given by my godmother, you will wear it, and this newly found towel, it is raining today, the hot water from the solar energy may not be too much, there are two kettles next to it, if it is not enough, you can put cold water yourself and make do with it, na, this is a basin."

Xie Pujia said while rummaging through boxes and cabinets at home.

No matter what she said, Chu Fan responded with "good".

Thinking that Chu Fan might have an injury on his body, Xie Pujia took out a bottle of safflower oil from the desk drawer, then stuffed the things in his hand into his hand, lifted the back of his short-sleeved school uniform to see if he was seriously injured.

"Don't!"

Chu Fan was stunned, holding a bunch of things in his hand, unable to stop the girl's movements.

This time, Xie Pujia's breathing stagnated for two seconds.

A small bottle of safflower oil looks small in front of the scarred back.

Chu Fan had looked at his body in the mirror and knew how terrifying it was, he was worried about scaring Xie Pujia, so he immediately took a few big steps back with the basin.

"Iβ€”I'm going to take a shower......"

I want to run.

"Stop!"

Xie Pujia stepped forward and put aside the basin that the boy was holding in his arms, "Go, go over there and lie on the side of the bed." ”

"I-"

"If you dare to refuse, you can get out of my house."

Seeing Xie Pujia's serious face, Chu Fan nervously pinched his hand, and was forced to lie on the edge of the bed cautiously under the "obscene threat".

Xie Pujia moved a small bench and sat beside him, cautiously lifting the clothes on his back little by little.

Seeing it again, it still brought a lot of impact to her vision.

The skinny, fair back was covered with dark red scabs, and the color contrast was particularly strong, some of the scabs fell off and new pink granulations grew, while others were rubbed against clothes or other things, causing the scabs to crack again and still ooze blood.

Xie Pujia reacted, along the way, Chu Fan's schoolbag never left his back, which must have caused a lot of friction, and he only put down the schoolbag when she urged him to take a bath.

His gaze shifted to the lifted uniform.

Although the summer school uniform of the city No. 2 middle school is light blue, it has a certain thickness, and if it is not for the obvious blood stains that protrude, the shallow layer of light stains cannot be seen on the inside at all.

A small bottle of safflower oil alone is simply not enough.

"You did it all Ye Yong?"

Xie Pujia was angry from the heart, this group of beasts was so ruthless, "Let's go, you put on your clothes, let's go to the police!" ”

Chu Fan sat up, took Xie Pujia's hand, and shook his head at her, "It's not them." ”

As he spoke, he took the initiative to lift the school uniform.

"They made it, not the back."

Although the front chest is not as scarred as the back, it is not much better.

Everywhere there is a bruise.

Front chest and back, half a pound and eight taels.

"Let's go, go to the police station!" Xie Pujia's tone was resolute, and no one could refuse.

If you don't call the police like this, you are simply fueling the arrogance of Ye Yong, a group of bad ruffians.

Chu Fan lifted his clothes up again, pointing to the right side near his waist.

"That's it." Then he pointed to the back left side near his hip, "Last time it was here." ”

Good guy, there have been more than once, too, Ye Yong's group of people are habitual offenders.

Xie Pujia looked along the place he was pointing, only to find that the two places he was pointing at were the shallowest parts of his upper body injury.

There are only faint red marks.

"They touched you in these two places? Nothing else? There was deep suspicion in his tone.

Chu Fan nodded affirmatively.

"And who got the other injuries you did?" The traces on this body are obviously caused by the accumulation of time, which one has lost the conscience to forbear to attack a child.

Chu Fan's hand shaking twice when he lifted his clothes, and the whole person looked a little nervous.

It looks like he doesn't know how to speak.

Xie Pujia: "If you say it directly, I won't laugh at you, you haven't done anything wrong, it's wrong to someone like you." ”

Hearing this, Chu Fan's eyes were hot, and sourness swelled up, and his tone was dry when he spoke again.

"It's my dad......

What a father, such a heavy hand on his son! Do you deserve to be a father?!

"Even if you are his son, he can't beat you like this, this is domestic violence, report the injury on your body for an evaluation, and your father will have to stay in it for a few days even if he doesn't go to jail!"

Chu Fan put down his clothes and shook his head, "No." ”

Looking at the elm head in front of him, Xie Pujia couldn't wait to wake him up with a mallet, "He has done this to you, and you still treat him as your own father?" Which bodhisattva are you reincarnated? ”

"My mom was not in good health and had surgery in another province, so she had no choice but to send me to my dad, she would be sad if she knew that dad treated me like this, she was already sick, I-"

"Boom!"

"Hmm."

Before Chu Fan finished speaking, he received a shock on his head.

"If your mother knew that the child she had worked so hard to conceive and give birth to in October was bullied like this, even if she was in the hospital bed, she would have to get up and fight with others!"

Yan looked at the boy with a pitiful look, and couldn't help but reach out and touch Chu Fan's head, and rubbed the place where he had just been knocked by himself, "First of all, let me tell you, you are not wrong in this matter, and secondly, you can move your smart little head and choose a compromise solution." ”

"You can't alarm your mother, but you can't let your father do domestic violence."

Chu Fan shook his head.

"It's my fault, it's me who didn't get along well with my aunt, the unpalatable cooking made my aunt uncomfortable and was admitted to the hospital, it was because my grades weren't good enough, I couldn't get the first exam to fight for my father's face when I was sick, it was because my mother was in poor health......"

"Stop, stop."

Xie Pujia couldn't listen anymore, "Are these things to tell you?" ”

Chu Fan had self-blame and fear in his eyes, "Dad, auntie, grandparents, and Dad's colleagues, they all said so." ”

A group of shameless adults caught a child and bullied it, right?

Xie Pujia didn't hold back, stretched out her hands, and gave Chu Fan a hug in the posture that Zhou Chunyan usually held herself.

She retorted firmly in his ear.

"What they say is wrong!"

Xie Pujia patted the boy's back with her hand, and said in a coaxing tone: "Xiaobao, what they said is not right, Auntie should not force you to cook for her, and you don't necessarily have to be the first in the exam every time, Mom can fight the disease again and again because of you." ”

"You're great, you're good, your mom must be proud of you."

Xie Pujia let go of the hands that hugged Chu Fan, and looked at him with a firm look, "I'm also proud of you." ”

An age that should be carefree, but he endures the pain of varying degrees of physical and mental destruction every day.

Chu Fan blushed a little when he was stared at by Xie Pujia, and turned his head unnaturally.

"Jiajiaβ€”"

Zhou Chunyan took the key to open the door, and called her daughter's name when she entered the door.

Xie Pujia winked playfully at Chu Fan after hearing this, and then responded to Zhou Chunyan instead, "Mom! I'm here! ”