At the beginning, I beat Lazy, and the host is cruel.

Chapter 82 The poor son of an educated youth who returned to the city in 80*2

"Qingqing, it's time to eat, why don't you come out yet?" Mother Wu knocked on the door and shouted.

Wu Qing took a deep breath, fearing that her mother would hear it, and shouted quickly, "Right away..."

After saying that, she covered her mouth and cried silently, tearing the inspection report into pieces.

She didn't believe that she was so young and suddenly couldn't have children. She must have suffered a physical injury when she went to the countryside. As long as she took good care of herself, she would definitely get better.

Recently, she has been dreaming at night, dreaming about some strange scenes, dreaming that she was lonely all her life, unable to have children, got married and divorced, no one wanted to marry her, was ridiculed, and finally brought her only child back from the countryside. My son also died at a young age.

She always thought that Zheng Daqian had cast such a heavy shadow on her that she had such endless dreams. However, after having the same dream for a month, she couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart and secretly went to the hospital to have it. Checked.

Unexpectedly, just like in the dream, she really couldn't have children. How could she accept this? She finally got into college, returned to the provincial capital, got rid of Zheng Daqian, and had a beautiful life right in front of her eyes. Suddenly she was told She, her beautiful life was shattered, and she couldn't accept it.

Wu Qing is a person with a good face. She had a child in the countryside, but she didn't tell anyone after she returned to the city. She didn't allow her life to be stained.

She didn't believe it. If she couldn't cure this disease, she could still give birth. That cowardly, shameful child in the country was not worthy of being her son, and she would not pick him up!

Wu Qing wiped the tears on her face, tore up the inspection report in her hand and threw it into the trash can. After calming down, she walked out with a smile on her face.

The sky gradually darkened. Douding, who had slept for more than three hours, fluttered his eyelashes and slowly opened his eyes in Xia Mo's arms.

Douding looked at his grandma who was holding him and rocking him. He was stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little hollow, and his mind was blank.

He couldn't bear to part with this embrace. He couldn't even imagine this scene in his dreams. Could it be that the gods took pity on him and allowed him to have this short-term warmth?

"Dou Ding, are you awake?"

Xia Mo specially waited for Douding to calm down before asking softly.

Douding nodded slightly reflexively, slipped out of grandma's arms in embarrassment, closed her mouth, and stood by the bed with her head lowered.

"Let's go with grandma to cook some porridge and drink to warm ourselves up."

Xia Mo moved his somewhat numb arms and stepped forward to hold Douding's chicken paw.

Douding shrank his hand in an evasive manner, but did not pull it out, so he had to accept his fate and follow his grandma to the kitchen.

At the end of summer, the fire on the stove is lit, and Douding is allowed to sit under the stove and look at the firewood to keep warm.

She scooped up half a bowl of rice, washed it, put it into the pot, and cooked a thick porridge.

Douding sat in front of the stove, and the firelight shone on his face, which was particularly warm. He occasionally glanced at his grandma who was busy, and felt a little satisfied in his heart. He really wished that time would stop like this and stay in this moment forever. .

“Bang——————”

The door to the yard was kicked open by Zheng Daqian, and he staggered in.

"Old... old immortals, and... little bastards, I will beat you to death today."

Zheng Daqian drank horse urine somewhere and came back with a stick and swearing.

When Douding heard Zheng Daqian's voice, he was so frightened that he squatted in the corner with his head in his hands, his body shaking constantly.

Here it comes, the devil is here again, there is no way to escape, Doudin's hands can't help but tremble.

Xia Mo glanced at Douding and did not pull him away. Unless Zheng Daqian, a rebellious and unfilial person, was cured, the child would always be afraid.

At the end of summer, I went to the stove and pulled out a piece of firewood that was sizzling with sparks, and walked out with it.

As soon as he walked out of the kitchen door, he saw Zheng Daqian walking towards him.

"The old... old immortal is hiding here, ha... call out the little... little brat, and I will take care of him together."

Zheng Daqian pointed at Xia Mo with a stick and walked over with a fierce expression.

Xia Mo sneered, threw the firewood in his hand and said hello to Zheng Daqian's face. Since he was shameless, he would just burn him to death.

“Ah————Wocao————”

Zheng Daqian's face was suddenly burned, and he was half awake from the wine. He covered his face in pain and jumped around shouting!

"Old immortal, today I..."

Xia Mo didn't wait for him to say harsh words, but she went up to him and slapped him on the head.

Zheng Daqian screamed when he was burned. He covered his head with both hands, and the back of his hands was burned several times.

"Old immortal, you are crazy. How can I marry a wife if I am disfigured? Ah——it hurts me to death!"

Zheng Daqian couldn't hide, so he could only run wildly in the yard, spitting feces from his mouth as he ran.

Xia Mo was too lazy to quarrel with him. When dealing with scoundrels, you must respond with an eye for an eye. If he bullies you, he will be more cruel. If you use hardness for hardness, he will be more cruel.

A rogue like Zheng Daqian, who has no bottom line, must be beaten if he can't reason with him, just like dealing with a dog, he must be beaten once and for all.

Xia Mo picked up the thick stick that Zheng Daqian had thrown away when he ran away. With his back to Zheng Daqian, he sneered and bumped it in his hand.

Zheng Daqian thought he had finally caught a chance, so he rushed towards Xia Mo and kicked him hard. He didn't even consider whether his mother, at such an old age, could withstand his kick.

Xia Mo turned slightly to avoid Zheng Daqian's kick. Zheng Daqian made a split move and slipped past Xia Mo. Xia Mo waved his hand and hit Zheng Daqian on the back of the head with a sap.

Zheng Daqian covered his head, shook it twice, fell to the ground with a bang, and passed out.

At the end of the summer, he threw down the stick, found a piece of hemp rope, tied Zheng Daqian tightly, and threw it in the yard to freeze.

When Douding heard the sound of beatings and scolding outside, he was so frightened that he covered his ears tightly. His empty eyes were full of fear. Long-lost memories came to his mind, and he still couldn't control his fear.

When Xia Tian entered the kitchen, she saw Douding shaking like chaff in the corner. She quickly stepped forward and hugged him.

"what----"

The moment Xia Mo met Douding, Douding was frightened and screamed.

"Douding, don't be afraid, it's grandma."

Xia Mo slowly held him in her arms and gently stroked his back.

"grandmother----"

Douding trembled his lips and murmured, but the muscles all over his body were still tense.

"Grandma is here, don't be afraid. Grandma has knocked Zheng Daqian unconscious. Don't be afraid, good grandson!"

Hearing grandma's words, Douding's empty eyes slowly lit up.

"Grandma...wuwu..."

Douding, who came back to his senses, lay in Xia Mo's arms and finally cried like a cat. He was so scared that he forgot how to cry.

"Good boy, don't be afraid. Come with grandma. Grandma will take you to see him. There's nothing to be afraid of!"

Xia Mo coaxed and pulled Douding, encouraging him bit by bit. Douding finally took the brave step and followed his grandma out of the kitchen.

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