Even though all kinds of dreams were disturbed all night, Zhuque still felt that he was sleeping too well, and he didn't think about getting up when he woke up, and half-squinted his eyes and enjoyed the leisure.

Zhuque fell in love with this mysterious and weird warehouse. Based on the results of several experiments, she determined that the local dog outside could not see herself in the warehouse. Similarly, it was speculated that others could not see either.

It is really good to have a secret space, which gives Zhuque, who has just arrived in another world, and even faces the unknown world and the future full of extraordinary numbers, he has full confidence to deal with it.

It was a noise that disturbed her.

"Don't cry all the time Chunlai Mother, your crazy girl must have lived in the Land Temple these days. My Tiedan has seen it with her own eyes. There is that stupid dog following Crazy girl, nothing can happen."

"Woo... those wolves are so heartless that they can't even tolerate their niece and granddaughters. Sanya just has a bad mind and understands it in her heart. If she doesn't provoke her, she won't hurt anyone, so why should she throw the child out?"

The stupid dog Dahuang made a low whimper and the dog's paws scratching the haystacks. The movement on the ground was spiritual. It seemed that the owner understood the reality that he was still unable to see. He kept waiting and waiting, and only then did he feel uneasy when he heard people coming outside.

Zhuque silently said "Go out". Fortunately, she was too tired yesterday, so she endured the ragged clothes she was wearing. Now she didn't need to change them anymore. She grabbed a handful of aged incense ash from the Tudipo, smeared her hair and face, and then lay on the hay, pretending to be sleeping.

Dahuang was very happy, and the dog's head was pressed intimately against Zhuque's neck again, stretching out his big tongue to lick it.

Zhuque's hands and feet were not as neat as when he was half-starved yesterday. He pushed the dog's head away, curled up inward, and hugged the back of his neck with both hands.

This was originally a posture of resisting the dog's tongue. When it fell into the eyes of the two women running into the Land Temple, Zhuque's small body became even more pitiful.

"San Ya, mother's San Ya..."

The woman's voice became closer, so close that Suzaku couldn't help but stretch out his foot and kicked her eight feet away.

Who are you? Is this mother with this body? I'm running to cry now. What have you been doing? Your biological daughter has been starved to death and has been bullied to death!

Zhuque gritted his teeth and endured the anger in his heart, shrank his body into the haystack, and his eyes were still closed.

The memory of this body before was not there.

The mother-daughter relationship between the crying woman is unique.

It would be fine if you could hold back and listen to your nagging and crying, but this woman actually reached out to pat the shoulder and back of the Suzaku Killing God...

It was unbearable, and Zhuque rose up and his right fist to attack.

The thin little fist was caught by the woman, and her body, which was half a foot high, quickly fell back to its original position, and the back of the waist was hurt.

There was also the fat woman who was traveling with her, who was very familiar with helping the evil, knelt on the ground with her knees and locked Zhuque's two ankles with both hands.

Very good, sister remembers you!

The angry eyes from the little girl did not intimidate the two adults.

The fat woman also tried her best to persuade her mother with her body: "Xianglian, you see that crazy girl is like this. The older she grows, the more crazy she gets. She doesn't even recognize you, and she dares to fight with you. It's such a burden."

You are the burden! Your whole family is the burden!

Zhuque's eyes were even more angry. His body was too weak at present. The woman's hands were extremely strong. Her legs were moving and she had to say that her ankles were still painful.

She still has one hand that is free. Even if she doesn't have the strength, she must slap the fat woman in the face. "Huh--" She felt the sound of the wind brought out by her left hand.

"Bang," the other face caught the slap halfway through, and then the left wrist was also caught.

The mother with this body, the woman named "Xianglian", cried and said, "Mom should be beaten, but she shouldn't leave Sanya and go back to her parents' home for several days. Sanya should be beaten..."

As she was crying, Xianglian held Zhuque's hands and really hit her in the face...

What kind of sensational game is this? Zhuque's nose was sore, his whole body was soft and weak, and he even wanted to cry.

The rhubarb, who had been beside him, had no idea what he could do, so he kept stretching his head in the middle, poking his paws, and "whimpering" in his throat. No one understood what it wanted to express.

Zhuque's small body was raised up, and a pair of rough and warm hands supported her pounds of bone-bearing flesh, and a thick palm was pressed on the back of her neck.

The fat woman didn't stop talking all the way, muttering to say something about "Xianglian" and giving birth to a crazy and stupid daughter for her.

"You are just a slander! Crazy Ya is obviously from his Zhu family, so why do you ask you to pay for it yourself? In addition, you have been treating Crazy Ya for medicine in the past few years, your dowry foundation has been cleared, right? You have to pay the money for your embroidery work and the work in the fields is also done by the old man. When will you be the leader of your life?"

"What else can it be?" Xianglian paused and sighed, "No matter how stupid or crazy Sanya is, it is the flesh that fell from my body. Her grandparents disliked her. Her father doesn't care about her. If I don't care about her, how can this child have a way out?"

The fat woman sighed and said, "It's hard for you. Let's play together, and when we grow up, we get married and then go to the same village. I can't help with this relationship."

"That's great." Zhuque felt Xianglian smearing her hand and smearing her face.

"Dalan, fortunately you came to pass the message, so I hurried back to find Sanya. I remember love in my heart. I know you have sent food to the Land Temple, otherwise Sanya wouldn't live for a while..."

A pair of children and best friends tell each other their hearts.

Zhuque heard it... she was itchy and uncomfortable all over. She was not used to such emotional expressions. Is it not good for everyone to live their own lives coldly? It is simple, neat, and the most comfortable.

This fat and big woman who was disgusted by others, named "Da Lan", was still... she... didn't let Zhuque like her.

Like the Zhu family grandparents and fathers they described, they were very concerned about Zhuque's thoughts.

I am looking forward to going to the Zhu family to meet those "relatives" who are interested in their appetite...

When the mother who followed this body returned home, the hope that Zhuque had just ignited was extinguished.

People’s thoughts are often one-sided, and people at the upper class cannot imagine how poor life at the lower class is.

I remember a story about a reporter who went to an extremely poor mountainous area for an interview. The family was giving their children instant noodles. The reporter casually said, "Don't give their children instant noodles often." In fact, from the level of the reporter, he thought it was junk food and should eat less.

But the child's mother nodded and promised, "I don't eat it often, I will only eat it on my birthday."

It can be seen that what is limited to imagination is people's perception of the living environment they live in. The world is different, everything is different.
Chapter completed!