male fox landlord

——This chapter is also called Xianshui Street Haunted Truth Chapter

Jiang Rongli and the others looked at Fu Junyao in shock. In their hearts, Fu Junyao had always been a good old man with an indifferent personality. He was kind-hearted. This person is actually cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Yang Shuying's voice trembled a little, "Jingzhi, you'd better say this clearly, who did Jun Yao kill? Don't wrongfully wrong a good person like this."

Jingzhi was so angry that her teeth were itching, her face was extremely ferocious, "Good person? Heh, really good person, fake good person? My daughter died because of you."

She paused, then continued: "I want you to be clear! Then let me ask you, do you still remember a girl named Xiao Xiangming, in the midnight dream, did she come to ask for your life? ?”

Fu Junyao was calm, "No."

Jiang Rongli heard the problem now, and she asked suspiciously: "Wait a minute, are you Xiangming's mother?"

"That's right!" Jingzhi said this resoundingly, with a faint cry.

"My daughter has liked you for so long, and the diary is full of you. She showed her love to you, but you rejected her. She couldn't think about it, so she committed suicide. Oh, when she died, she was only 16 years old. Do you know I know, you killed a young life."

When Jiang Rongli heard this, she finally figured out what was going on. She was so angry that she walked over and slapped Jingzhi two big slaps. It was I who called for Xiangming, and you still have the nerve to say that Xiangming is your daughter, and I feel ashamed for you."

Jingzhi looked at the angry Jiang Rongli in surprise, with tears in her eyes, and covered her painful face with her hands. Fu Junyao was still as indifferent as ever. He felt Luo Yunkai's hand pinching his sleeve, tightly Holding it, the warm feeling reassured him, and slowly said with thin lips: "Xiangming has never told me, and I don't know her intentions, let alone dying because of my rejection. "

Jingzhi sneered again, "How is it possible, then why did she commit suicide, and why did it say in the diary that she is not good enough for you?"

Jiang Rongli couldn't stand it anymore, so she stretched out her hand and slapped Jingzhi again, "I slapped Junyao for this slap. You come here to spit blood when you don't know anything. Let me tell you what happened."

Xiang Ming committed suicide on her 16th birthday and left this dirty world with her love for one person and hatred for the world.

Before coming to Xianshui Street, she had never had a happy day.

She also wants to live in an ivory tower, live a life loved by her parents all day long, and be a happy little princess.Carefree, will study hard, will also be upset and sad because of the decline in grades, will be happy to see the long-legged Oppa in Korean dramas, will talk about the sunny boy playing basketball on the basketball court with his girlfriends, and will also Send a love letter with a pink cover on a sunny afternoon.

However, she has never experienced this kind of thing.

What's more, she was born with a mistake, so that the young mother resolutely left her and her father to live the fancy life she was after, and her father also accidentally murdered and went to prison.

She lives with her aunt's family.

She wore a small dress that her cousin couldn't fit, and it turned white after washing. Her smile was bright, more beautiful than the sun.

What's the use of being ridiculous?

Before the age of 15, although life was sad and lonely, I was used to beating and scolding every now and then, and I had no intention of leaving.It wasn't until one day that the honest-looking uncle touched her that she decided to leave forever the place that didn't belong to her and didn't like her.

I followed my fellow countrymen to work in a small restaurant nearby, but unexpectedly fell into another abyss.

"Xiang Tea was ruined by the owner of the restaurant. He even took photos and threatened her not to speak out or run away, otherwise her photos will be posted on the streets and alleys. She has no choice but to stay there and let that beast bully her." , I didn't want to talk about that girl again, it's too sinful."

When Uncle Deqiang and Shuying heard this, they both sighed.

"That night when the beast that killed thousands of knives dragged Xiangming to the nearby woods and was about to spoil her, Jun Yao and Hei Zi happened to come back from the fish pond and met, so they rescued her. The house you live in now, Xiangming used to live there. Xiangming, a poor child, was stimulated, and Yang Shuying and I took care of her. Let me ask you, your daughter, how could you bear to let her suffer so much and leave her at her sister's house for more than a dozen years? I haven't been back to see her in Nian, so you still have the nerve to say it's her mother? Now that she's dead, my conscience found out and I came to avenge her, but it's a pity that you reported it to the wrong person, and you reported it to your benefactor."

Jingzhi gasped when she heard this, and couldn't recover for a long time.

Shuying wiped her tears beside her, "Jingzhi! What Rongli said was true. Later, Jun Yao took Heizi to beat up that beast and deleted all the photos. The house you live in, It was also Jun Yao who let Xiangming live in her, and she never paid the rent."

Xiangming lived a very stable and happy life in Xianshui Street.

Yang Shuying and Jiang Rongli will come to bring her meals, Sister Shunzi will come to play with her, Xiaoya will come to teach her how to play the guitar, Heizi will come with Xiaoya and watch them smile silly, Uncle Deqiang will come and play with her. Occasionally stop her, hand her a pack or two of small snacks from his shop, and the good-looking and stern man who saved her, give her a safe place to live, meet her on the road, and nod to her.

She looked at the blue sky above her head, and tears rolled down her face. It would have been nice if she had encountered all this earlier.

But I don't know when, dark yellow pus will flow out from below, with a stench, even if she cried and washed it countless times, she still couldn't wash off the smell, and she vaguely realized something.

I'm afraid I've contracted some kind of disease.

She wrote down her admiration for that man in her diary, dusting off this beautiful memory.

On the day she decided to leave, Xiaoya was forced by Aunt Rongli to go to a training class. She went to talk to Aunt Shuying, and helped Uncle Deqiang move the goods to the store. When Heizi came back, she brought her A cup of milk tea, scented with jasmine, went to help Aunt Rongli with the housework, but Aunt Rongli refused to let her do it, but she rushed to do it. After she finished, Aunt Rongli stuffed her with many small biscuits, and when she went out, she hugged her He hugged Aunt Rongli and said, "Aunt Rongli, if only you were my mother."

Shunzi still smiled at her when she came out, and gave her a few pieces of mouse droppings, then turned around and looked towards his house, and saw him in the back room, holding an oiled paper umbrella and looking fascinated.

It was satisfying to see him.

She walked to the bridge, looked at the clear river water, jumped down, and left this world like a moth to a flame.

"Xiang Tea doesn't have any relics, just a few clothes and the diary you saw. Later, I packed them up and gave them to her fellow countryman to give to her relatives."

The diary got into Jingzhi's hands after several twists and turns.

Jingzhi seemed to have been sucked dry by some kind of monster, her eyes were lifeless, her legs were weak, and she knelt down straight on the ground.

She made mistakes when she was young, and she was only 17 years old when she gave birth to Xiangming. She was thinking about the colorful world outside, abandoned her husband and daughter, and lingered among all kinds of men. She never thought that there was a poor daughter at home.

Until she received the news of her daughter's suicide and saw her daughter's diary, which was full of admiration for a man, she mistakenly thought that her daughter committed suicide because of this, but she didn't expect that the truth would be so heart-wrenching when it was revealed in front of her Hemophagocytosis.

Jingzhi beat her chest and stomped her feet, weeping uncontrollably.

Everyone sighed.

How I wish that I, like Xiaoya, have a brother who loves her and a mother who cares about her, and have a happy home on Xianshui Street, so that I will not be so dirty and humble, and then I should have the courage to go Like him.

Jingzhi left the next morning.

Before she left, she wrote a letter of apology and thanks to every household on Xianshui Street, and bowed deeply in the direction of Fu Junyao's house.

She is a beautiful woman, but also a foolish woman, and a poor woman.

The sin is too serious, there are too many people who owe it, and they don't know how to atone for it, so they can only escape here with guilt.

When she walked out of the alley, a light seemed to appear suddenly in front of her eyes. Looking at the light, she seemed to see a smiling tea.