He really didn't want to see this madman, and every time he was watched by one of her exposed eyes, he would have nightmares for days when he went back.

"Let's go inside and play for a while, and I'll talk to my aunt for a while and then leave." Jiang Bingqiu said in a majestic voice.

Although Ping Ping didn't like it in his heart, he was afraid of Jiang Bingqiu's mother, so she punished people as if she were not his son, and beat him to ten days and a half months and couldn't get out of bed.

There are also grandfathers and grandfathers, they are very majestic, and they use all kinds of harsh means to train him, saying that they want him to be an extremely strong man, and he is too afraid.

The three of them walked to the secret room, Jiang Bingqiu sat at the desk, and when he saw the half-painted painting, his brows frowned unhappily: "Since the last time I painted this painting, there is only one more house, what are you doing?" Fool me? There is still a week before Old Man Zhao's golden wedding, if you can't draw it, don't think about seeing Lele next month. ”

"I can't see them, my mind is distracted, I really can't draw, but now when I see Pingping, my inspiration comes at once, I can paint now!" Jiang Yongzhu said and looked at the little boy: "Pingping, can you help me grind?" ”

Ping Ping wanted to refuse, but when he saw Jiang Bingqiu's gaze, he replied crisply: "Yes." ”

Although he is only seven years old, he has already written very beautiful brush strokes, and his grinding posture is very skilled and professional.

Jiang Yongzhu looked at the grinding Ping Ping with doting eyes, and when the ink was grinded out, he picked up the brush and painted.

When Jiang Yongzhu paints, he seems to have changed, he is very serious, and his body seems to be glowing, which makes people want to look at it twice.

Pingping has liked to draw since he was a child, although he likes to watch Jiang Yongzhu paint, but he is also afraid of Jiang Yongzhu, a strange person.

It's just that sometimes hobbies overcome fear, and when a piece of grass and trees appear smoothly and silkily on the rice paper in front of Jiang Yongzhu, the fear in Ping's heart disappears, and Jiang Yongzhu will be asked why her paintings are so good-looking?

Half an hour later, when a painting was finished, Jiang Yongzhu 'accidentally' touched the brush made of porcelain when he put the brush into the pen bowl.

"Can Ping Ping help my aunt pick up the pieces together?" Jiang Yongzhu asked gently.

"Yes." Ping Ping replied without thinking.

Jiang Bingqiu watched the two of them bend over to pick up the porcelain pieces on the ground, and didn't think much about it, but admired the painting on the table where the ink had not yet dried.

Although she wanted to call Jiang Yongzhu an aunt, in Jiang Bingqiu's eyes, Jiang Yongzhu was a disgraceful waste.

If it weren't for her amazing painting skills, a painting would have been hyped up to hundreds of millions by the outside world, and it would be a cash cow, and her paintings could attract the hearts of those who were high and powerful.

She had already made Jiang Yongzhu really disappear.

"Ah......" Pingping, who was picking up fragments, was cut by the sharp porcelain, and he screamed in pain.

"I'm sorry, it's all my aunt's fault, my aunt shouldn't have asked you to help me pick up the pieces." Jiang Yongzhu took her flat hand, held her wound, and wiped the blood on it with his own clothes, trying to stop the bleeding for her.

was not afraid of Jiang Yongzhu's mediocrity, but because his hand was cut, he was full of hatred for Jiang Yongzhu, and pushed Jiang Yongzhu away at once.

Jiang Yongzhu fell on the broken porcelain piece, and his face wrinkled in pain.

Seeing Jiang Yongzhu falling into the pile of broken porcelain pieces like a leaf, Jiang Bingqiu's eyes flashed with a sneer of disgust.

is crazy like this, and she doesn't forget to think about her child, as long as she threatens the child and asks her to do anything, she doesn't dare to resist, she really pities the hearts of parents in the world!

It's her, she won't be so stupid because a child has been at the mercy of others for so many years.

Relatives and children are all floating clouds, and only by holding power in their hands can they bring an absolute sense of security.

"It's all your fault, you hurt me, you're a nemesis who doesn't let people or ghosts, Mom, let's go, I don't want to stay in this hellish place!"

Seeing Pingping's dislike for Jiang Yongzhu, Jiang Bingqiu was very satisfied: "You are really, you finally saw Pingping, and you hurt Pingping's hand, in order to prevent you from accidentally hurting Pingping next time, you don't want to see Pingping for these two months." ”

Jiang Yongzhu hurriedly hugged Jiang Bingqiu's leg with a hand full of blood, and said in a begging voice: "Please, don't do this to me, you promised me to let me see them once a month, and the person I want to see next month is Lele, you must bring Lele to see me, otherwise I won't paint for you." ”

Lele is her youngest daughter, and Pingping and Lele take turns to let her watch it once a month.

This time it's mediocre, and next month it's Lele.

She wants to see her daughter more than her son.

Because although the daughter is afraid of her, she will still smile at her.

The smile of her daughter is the motivation to support her to live.

Seeing that Jiang Yongzhu's white clothes were stained with blood, and he was holding her legs with his hands full of blood, Jiang Bingqiu felt a wave of nausea in her heart, she hated the color of blood very much.

Jiang Bingqiu raised his foot and kicked Jiang Yongzhu on the shoulder with a sharp heel.

Jiang Yongzhu was kicked to the ground by her and couldn't get up, and his body trembled in pain.

Seeing Jiang Yongzhu lying on the broken porcelain piece like garbage, Jiang Bingqiu's eyes showed bloodthirsty pleasure, took off the bracelet on his wrist, pressed a bead on the bracelet, and the bracelet suddenly turned into a slender chain.

It is made of a special material, and the bead ball at the top of the chain looks small, but it hurts to hit a person.

"Let me not let you see, look at my mood, if you threaten me, who is suffering, you know very well in your heart, if you want them to suffer, you can not paint." Jiang Bingqiu said in a terrifying voice, and slapped Jiang Yongzhu again and again.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Jiang Yongzhu's tragic screams sounded in the quiet secret room.

"Xiaoqiu, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, don't hit me, please don't hit me!"

"Xiaoqiu, I'll draw, I'll paint as much as you ask me to draw, please don't hit me!"

However, Jiang Bingqiu did not stop because of Jiang Yongzhu's begging, and the bloodthirsty smile on his face became even stronger.

Qiao Ran, who was lying in the dark grid, saw Jiang Bingqiu's smiling face through a small gap, and he couldn't wait to rush out immediately to save Jiang Yongzhu.

But she can't, this is definitely not the first time Jiang Yongzhu has been bullied.

In order to wipe out the Jiang family and make them have no power to fight back, she could only endure it and use a miniature video recorder to record Jiang Bingqiu's crazy and terrifying side.

Pingping on the side saw this scene, his little hands clenched into fists, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of fear.

After hitting it more than a dozen times, Jiang Bingqiu put it away, and the thin chain that was more than one meter long was quickly retracted and turned into a delicate bracelet.

Jiang Bingqiu put the bracelet on his hand and watched Jiang Yongzhu lying on the ground like mud, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a bloodthirsty sneer.

The biggest advantage of turning this bracelet into a weapon is that it can beat the opponent to death without a single injury.

After half an hour, all the traces on the body of the beaten person will disappear, and even if the forensic autopsy is conducted, it will not be possible to find out what the cause is.

"Auntie, I said that as long as you are obedient and obedient, you can suffer less, but every time you don't listen, you just want to talk back to me, and in the end you suffer and paint, why do you bother? Stay honest, don't cry wolf in the middle of the night, otherwise, I will reward you with a pack of medicine, so that you will never cry! ”

After Jiang Bingqiu finished speaking, he took the painting and left, and Pingping, who followed Jiang Yongzhu, looked at Jiang Yongzhu lying on the ground with complicated eyes and left when he turned.

After a while, Qiao Ran came out of the dark compartment under the table, and saw Jiang Yongzhu covered in blood on the ground, his eyes were full of distress.

"Does she bully you like this every time she comes?" Qiao Ran bent over, helped Jiang Yongzhu up from the broken porcelain, and handled the porcelain piece on her arm pierced into the skin with distress and care.

"Fortunately, this time I pretended to touch the mechanism, stabbed myself, and deliberately fell on the porcelain piece, so she didn't fight for long, and the small one of that thing hurt worse than death when it hit the body." Jiang Yongzhu's voice was calm and he said habitually.