Jiang Er was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the gray tent ceiling that had not been removed and washed for a long time.

When he heard this, he turned stiffly and faced the inside of the bed.

The curtain inside the bed had a hole as big as a palm, and through that hole, the mottled wall could be seen.

The walls are made of yellow mud. After being flooded a while ago, they are now gradually drying out. After drying, a layer of rolled skin appears.

Jiang Er lies in bed every day, and when he is bored, he picks the rolls on the wall with his hands...

"I'm talking to you, why can't you just snort? You're like a dead pig lying there eating and drinking every day!"

Xian Junniang rushed to the bed, slapped the edge of the bed hard, and roared at Jiang Er.

Jiang Er still faced the inside of the bed. He would rather look at the peeled skin on the wall than look at the woman's ferocious face.

"I'm talking to you, you keep talking, talking, talking!"

Xian Junniang's hair was disheveled, and every part of her body hurt. She had let Mr. Liu lose the favor before, but the injuries left on her body by Mr. Liu were even more serious.

After the beating, Mrs. Liu was taken to the room by Yang Ruoqing to clean the wound carefully and apply the best medicine.

When Xian Junniang returned home, her son was not at home, but Jiang Er was. She vented for a long time and he didn't even say a word of greeting.

"Turn around, turn around, I order you!"

Xian Junniang suddenly stopped roaring and her voice became darker.

Jiang Er still didn't turn his head.

If he turned his head, he would definitely be able to see that the face of the woman beside the bed was now twisted and twisted.

Her eyes flashed fiercely, like a she-wolf about to eat people.

Jiang Er only vaguely guessed from her previous chaotic complaints that she might have had another argument with someone outside, and perhaps even made a move.

Jiang Er didn't take it seriously, because it was a common occurrence for her. It was also common for her to come home to vent to him when she was angry outside.

So Jiang Er didn't take it seriously and just waited for her to vent her anger and let the matter pass.

As a result, her low voice, even with a hint of sneer, sounded in my ears again.

"Okay, very good, now you don't even listen to me and don't treat me as a person, do you?"

"I tell you for the last time, turn around, I order you to turn around!"

"Crack!"

Xian Junniang climbed onto the bed half-body, with one leg on the ground and one knee on the bed. She leaned forward and held Jiang Er's face tightly with her hands.

Her eyes were fixed on Jiang Er's, and panic and shock were like black tides, pouring into her pupils from all directions.

"Jiang Er, you, you hum."

The corners of her lips were trembling and she was stumbling when speaking.

Jiang Er's eyes had straightened, and his neck seemed to have lost its toughness, almost unable to hold his head.

Xian Junniang felt that the head in her hands was getting heavier and heavier, and Jiang Er's eyes were getting more and more wrong.

He was clearly looking at her, but his eyes were empty.

At such a close distance, she couldn't feel his breathing.

Xian Junniang thought of the 'click' from before.

"ah!"

She screamed, dropped the head in her hands as if she was electrocuted, and fell off the bed.

She backed away in panic, her back pressed against the wall before she stopped, her hands holding her knees and her whole body shaking, and her mind went blank.

"Dad, I'm back."

Jiang Xianjun's voice suddenly came from the hall.

The door of the room was pushed open, and he entered the room with sweat on his face. When he saw his mother who had lost her soul in the corner, Jiang Xianjun was stunned for a moment, and then rushed over.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why are you sitting on the floor?"

Jiang Xianjun tried to help his mother up from the ground, but found that his mother was like a pile of mud and could not be held up.

Not only that, my mother's hair, arms, face, and clothes were all decorated with colors.

"Mom, who are you fighting with?"

With my dad?

That's not right. Dad can't even sit up.

Besides, even if my father is smart, he will not beat his mother, because he said that men who beat women are useless men.

The bottom line for a man is that he cannot hit a woman.

"Your dad, your dad..."

After being supported by Jiang Xianjun, Xianjun's mother finally regained her soul. She pointed to the bed with trembling fingers: "Your father, your father..."

Jiang Xianjun was confused and looked towards the bed following his mother's guidance.

"ah!"

He also took a breath and hurriedly stood up and rushed to the bed.

His father, Jiang Er, was lying there in a strange posture. He should have been facing the wall on his side, but his face was facing straight out of the bed. Normal people couldn't turn their heads to that angle. That face seemed to be long.

on the back.

"Dad, Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you? Dad, please speak!"

Jiang Xianjun helped Jiang Er up and found that one of Jiang Er's eyes had straightened, the color on his face was gone, and although his arms were still soft and warm, there was no air in his nostrils!

"Dad, dad, dad!"

"Mom, what's wrong with my dad? What's wrong with my dad?"

Jiang Xianjun was anxious, frightened, and panicked. While shaking Jiang Er, he turned his head and shouted to Xianjun's mother on the ground, with a cry in his voice.

Xian Junniang also cried at this time. She opened her mouth to speak, but when she thought of something, she bit her lip and shook her head vigorously.

She doesn’t know, she doesn’t know anything, don’t ask, don’t ask!

Jiang Xianjun suddenly put down Jiang Er, turned around and ran out.

Before he could even run out of the main room, his legs were hugged by Xian Junniang who rushed out.

"Son, don't leave!"

"Mom, I have to find a doctor to save my father!"

Jiang Xianjun stamped his feet anxiously, wishing he could kick his mother away.

"No, I can't go to the doctor, I can't!"

Xianjun's mother was already crying: "If you go to the doctor, your mother and I will not survive either!"

Jiang Xianjun heard that something was wrong. He stopped struggling, squatted down and held his mother's shoulders tightly, "What's going on with my dad? Mom, tell me, tell me!"

Jiang Xianjun almost shouted the last few words.

Xian Junniang raised her face, which was full of tears, and choked with sobs as she told her what had happened before.

After hearing all this, Jiang Xianjun's face turned ashen, he lowered his hands and fell to the ground.

It felt like ten thousand flies were buzzing around my ears, but my mind was completely blank.

Xianjun Niang knelt down and came to Jiang Xianjun, grabbing his hand with all her strength.

"Son, mother didn't mean it, it really wasn't..."

"Mom got angry at the moment and wanted your father to talk to me, but he refused to look at me seriously."

"I was so angry that I went over and wanted to turn his face to look at me. I, I, I didn't control my strength well. I really didn't know that I would break his neck. I really didn't mean it.

Ah son..."

"Son, you must believe in mother. Mother does not dare to kill anyone, let alone your father. He is my husband!"

"No matter how aggressive my mother is, she just wants to talk to him. I want him to look at me patiently and let me take a sip of Shunqi soup like before. I don't want to kill him, wuwuwu..."
Chapter completed!