Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The forty-sixth bowl of soup (1)

The forty-sixth bowl of soup (1)

It hurts.

It hurts too much.

However, the pain is secondary, and the painful part is the most uncomfortable for the male ghost. He felt like he was lying on top of something hard--maybe a rectangular plank, but at the moment he didn't have the strength to see where he was, just felt cold and shivering.

In addition to the pain, there is also a strong sense of humiliation.

Of course this emotion is not his, but the body's original owner. The male ghost trembled involuntarily. This was the natural reaction of the body. I don't know if it was because of the cold or because of the pain.

He barely opened one eyelid, and found himself sleeping in a small room, dark and damp, but clean, with a small window where the sun wouldn't let in at all.

He remembered, but after trying it, he finally fell back on his back. He didn't know what was going on, or he should not move around, lest the injury would worsen.

It's just...the male ghost slowly put a hand on his buttocks, this pain...I don't think it's hemorrhoids. What happened to this body?

Suddenly, there were slight footsteps, and the male ghost closed his eyes and pretended to be still asleep. The footsteps of the person who came were very light, and it sounded like a woman. After she pushed the door in, she stood at the door for a few seconds before approaching the male ghost. The male ghost heard the sound of sniffling her nose and crying, and she also heard the woman. Sorrowful call: "Xiaoshu, Xiaoshu... It's my mother who's sorry for you, it's my mother who's sorry for you..."

He closed his eyes and began to receive information about the owner of the body in his mind.

Zheng Jiashu, fourteen years old, third grade of junior high school. When he was five years old, his father died in a car accident. He has been living with his mother since then. When he was ten years old, his mother remarried and came to Fang's house as a glorious oil bottle, where he met his stepfather Fang Huai. Fang Huai was a drunkard and beat up Zheng Jiashu's mother when she was drunk. Zheng Jiashu's mother was cowardly and submissive. She never dared to say anything. She had always been a cowardly woman.

Zheng Jiashu was in the first year of junior high when he was twelve years old. When he came home from school one day, his mother set up a street stall to buy vegetables. Only his drunken stepfather was at home. Wearing pajama pants and a T-shirt, half of the teenager inherited his mother's good skin, gentle and delicate, his stepfather was drunk, and when he saw sex, he sexually invaded him.

After the incident, his stepfather repeatedly threatened him not to speak out, otherwise he would kill Zheng's mother. Zheng Jiashu was young and timid, so he really didn't dare to say a word.

I thought it was over here, but in the future, he would hide from his stepfather. Who would have guessed that after getting drunk again, his stepfather came to his room and invaded him once again.

It's been two full years since then. Mother Zheng went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables every day. She was so busy that she had to buy food before dawn. When she got home, she was responsible for three meals a day and housework, as well as taking care of her husband and son, so she didn't notice Zheng Jiashu's abnormality at all.

For the stepfather, although Zheng Jiashu is a boy, he is a teenage boy who is beautiful and well-behaved, and most importantly, timid. His skin is white and smooth, and it feels better than a woman's hand. Not addicted, and gradually become a habit. As time passed, Zheng Jiashu became less and less talkative, more introverted, and his grades plummeted. Every time Zheng's mother went to a parent-teacher meeting, she was anxious to death, but she had no choice.

She always wanted to know why her son became like this, but no matter how she asked, Zheng Jiashu didn't say a word. He gradually became estranged from his mother, and the whole person became gloomy and shrinking, but he was more delicate and beautiful than girls, so in school, the seniors especially liked to bully him.

I have done all kinds of nasty things to him, being shown back and forth in the men's toilet by taking off his pants, being forced to put out cigarette butts with the palm of his hand, and being forced to drink alcohol... Since the death of his biological father, Zheng Jiashu's life has been heading in a tragic direction. never looked back.

On his fourteenth birthday, Zheng's mother closed the stall early and bought a cake to celebrate his birthday. Who knew that when he opened the door, he saw Fang Huai pushing Zheng Jiashu down on the dining table and harassing her, swearing some swear words in his mouth. Seeing her, not only did she not panic, she even gave Zheng's mother a hard beating, who had stepped forward to stop her, and Zheng's mother had two ribs broken for this.

Domestic violence is a common occurrence. Mother Zheng has always endured it. She is the most forbearing woman, but this time she couldn't bear it anymore.

After being beaten, she did not go to the hospital, but sat in the living room for a long time. After Fang Huai vented on Zheng Jiashu, she went back to sleep and snored loudly. Zheng's mother went to Zheng Jiashu's room, kissed him, and turned to go I went to the kitchen and got a kitchen knife.

After killing Fang Huai, Zheng's mother chose to commit suicide. Since then, Zheng Jiashu has become an orphan with nowhere to go, wandering around.

But he doesn't know anything. He didn't have any skills, and he didn't have the motivation to keep him alive. His only mother died, and he no longer knew the meaning of his life.

The fourteen-year-old boy didn't understand anything. He was supposed to be innocent and innocent, but he was too filthy. So Zheng Jiashu's wish is very simple, leave here with his mother and never be bullied again.

At this time, Zheng's mother stroked Zheng Jiashu's face, Zheng Jiashu felt her tears slide down, and some of them fell on his lips, extremely bitter.

Mother Zheng lowered her head, kissed Zheng Jiashu, sniffed lightly, took out something tremblingly from her pocket and stuffed it into Zheng Jiashu's pocket.

He knows what that is.

Even if she is married to a man like Fang Huai, even after such a life, Mother Zheng is still a good mother. In addition to the money she had to give to Fang Huai every day, she also secretly saved part of it, in the name of Zheng Jiashu, to prepare for him to go to school in the future.

Her little tree is the smartest and kindest. When she was a child, she said that she would go to a good university in the future and be filial to her mother.

But she's not a good mother.

She didn't even know the child was hurt like this.

No matter how weak a woman is, she will become extra strong and brave when she is named mother.

Just when Mother Zheng got up to leave, her wrist was suddenly caught. She lowered her head in shock, only to see Zheng Jiashu's face raised, her beautiful eyes twinkling with moving light: "...Mom...Mom, don't."

The child saw what she was thinking and what she was going to do.

Mother Zheng burst into tears. She hugged her son, sobbing and crying. She didn't dare to be too loud, because being too loud would only attract Fang Huai's beatings and scolding, and the man would not recognize his family.

Zheng Jiashu hugged her mother backhand and shed tears. At this moment, the possessed male ghost was suppressed, not only that, he couldn't even speak.

That is the emotion that belongs to Zheng Jiashu. Simple and beautiful, his love for his mother, even as a child, wants to become strong and protect his mother.

He held Zheng's mother, which is the embrace he has never put into since this day. Since then, his mother has left him. He has always missed her and didn't want to be separated from her.

Just like this, Zheng Jiashu murmured, "Mom, don't do that."

Mother Zheng breathed softly. Zheng Jiashu repeated: "Mom, don't do that."

"Little tree..."

"I can do it," he said.

The next second, the male ghost regained control over his body. He let his mother hug him a little stiffly, and then said to his mother, "Go to the hospital first."

Mother Zheng shook her head: "I still don't go, I will spend money."

In this era, it is not easy to make money, but it is not difficult to spend money. In this era, the law is not perfect enough, and domestic violence men will not be punished very much. Even the police will persuade innocent officials to break up household chores, persuade women and children who have been abused by domestic violence to rest in peace, and persuade them to give men another chance.

Mother Zheng also tried to call the police at the beginning, but she was rewarded with more powerful fists. Even Zheng Jiashu was beaten. Slowly, she accepted her fate.

But now she can't go on like this. Even if she died, she would never give Fang Huai another chance to get close to Zheng Jiashu.

Zheng Jiashu smiled at her, her face was pale, and she was obviously uncomfortable, but she said to Zheng's mother: "Mom, don't leave me."

This is Zheng Jiashu's only request. He would rather be raped by Fang Huaixing for a lifetime, bullied by his classmates for a lifetime, or looked down on for a lifetime, as long as he can get his mother's life back, he can do anything.

He doesn't regret anything he does.

He just wants his mother to survive, he doesn't want to lose her again.

Mother Zheng's eyes are wrinkled. She used to be such a young and beautiful woman, but the burden of life weighed on her shoulders, causing her to collapse. Zheng Jiashu stared at her and said, "Mom, I'm in a bit of pain, can you give me some hot water?"

Mother Zheng wiped her tears, nodded and said, "You wait here, Mom will be back soon."

Zheng Jiashu smiled at Mother Zheng, then lowered her eyes.

No one could see the coldness and viciousness in his eyes.

Soon, Zheng's mother came back. Zheng Jiashu asked her not to look, but she was not allowed to leave, so Zheng's mother turned her back. He endured the pain to clean up his body, put on clean and fresh clothes, and then helped Zheng mother to deal with the injury - he left the last world and got all the medical knowledge of Luo Xi.

This is the little boy's reward for him.

Mother Zheng has too many wounds. The old ones were not healed and the new ones were added. It will always be like this. Zheng Jiashu looked at it, and his eyes became hot and red-the real Zheng Jiashu's feelings still existed, and he couldn't control it.

Special ghosts don't have the emotion of love, but the people they possess will still have them. With the help of human bodies, some of them have learned to love again, and some of them have fallen deeper.