Vol 3 Chapter 420: Ghost, lie?

"Call... Call......... Call..."
The wind outside the window kept blowing the curtain, like a black shadow, wandering outside.
Who is standing under the window outside at night?
perhaps,
Most people had this speculation as a child, and they had similar doubts.
Zhu Shengnan opened his eyes and lay in bed.
She has her own separate room,
Own big bed,
Own wardrobe,
Own dressing table,
she has,
A very good home.
Throughout China, the number of women who win males will be staggeringly high if we make a statistic.
Parents may not feel it themselves,
But the name itself carries a kind of repression, even the owner who bears the name will subconsciously loathe his name.
As if you were born, as if you were your gender,
For their parents’ families,
Is a helpless,
It is a sigh that has to admit its fate,
Want a son,
But gave birth to a daughter,
In desperation, the name "Victory Man",
It is a kind of "self-deception" by parents.
Human beings, because of the construction of ethics and morality, allow themselves to be distinguished from animals and beasts, and to be slowly separated from the sequence of all things;
But everything has two sides. Distortion of ethics and morality will often become a side effect and begin to harm humanity.
It's five o'clock in the morning,
Zhu Shengnan woke up early,
But don't know what to do.
She was six years old this year. She was originally at the age of kindergarten, but the family did not let her go to kindergarten, but asked a private teacher to teach her at home.
She did not resist, nor did she know how to resist.
I can’t sleep, it’s not yet dawn,
She will not be noisy, nor will she make trouble,
She has a home,
But in this home, the light color is a bit dark.
She doesn’t know what she can do at this point,
watch TV?
read comics?
Go to your parents' room and get into their bedding?
She just leaned on the head of the bed, sitting, all the way, sitting.
Sit until the sky begins to shine.
Downstairs, footsteps were heard, it should be his grandmother got up and preparing breakfast for the family.
She also got up,
wear clothes,
Wash,
After tidying himself up properly,
Slowly went downstairs.
"King man, come and eat."
"Okay, grandma."
Katsuo did not sit at the table,
Instead, he stood at the door of a small room around the corner of the living room.
Grandma came up with a tray on which porridge and tableware were placed.
The so-called meal,
Not calling her granddaughter to have breakfast together,
It doesn't matter if people eat or not, it doesn't matter if people are hungry,
The Bodhisattva must not owe anything.
Grandma carefully put the tribute on it, put it up, and then knelt down on the futon in front, kowtowing piously.
In Zhu Shengnan's memory, grandma didn't believe in Buddha. I didn't know when to start. I started to believe.
After kneeling,
Grandma stood up, reached out, and grabbed Zhu Shengnan's wrist.
The needle was taken out by the grandmother, and was stuck in Zhu Shengnan's arm, drawing half a tube of blood.
Immediately afterwards, Grandma injected the blood of her granddaughter into the wick.
Zhu Shengnan doesn’t know where this is the way grandma learned from, but she likes it a lot, because other methods are more uncomfortable than blood drawing.
Grandma knelt down again, and she began to bow down again, but this time, she bowed down to the painting under the table.
In the picture,
There are two ghosts, and in front is a male doll.
The grandmother prayed eloquently, very pious.
Zhu Shengnan looked at the picture. She didn't know how many times she saw it.
Many days and nights, grandma holds a whip, or dad holds a cigarette butt, or, simply, lets herself beat herself,
Right in front of this picture,
The meaning is to let the two ghosts in this painting see.
Say,
As long as you are like this,
Dad will have a son.
correct,
Dad wants a son,
Grandma also wants a grandson.
They want the kind of male doll in the words,
The following structure is different from yourself.
Zhu Shengnan knows that he is completely a superfluous role in this family. He has been superfluous since he was born.
She forgot whether she ever cried,
It’s also blurring whether I’ve ever been troubled,
If this is a siege,
Then it doesn't let you in or out at all.
People outside the city cannot see inside,
People in the city cannot go outside.
People cannot decide which family they were born in. Once born, you have no choice.
The bodhisattva is finished,
Just eat it.
Zhu Shengnan sat at the dinner table, and Grandma served her porridge.
On the table, there are small buns and pickles, and eggs and milk are not missing.
Except in that small room,
Grandma is very good to herself,
Caring about myself,
Care about myself,
Take care of yourself,
Very considerate,
It’s like taking care of your sweetheart baby,
Zhu Shengnan remembers,
Grandma used to come from a professional pig farming family, so that his father went to work in college.
Dad came down, he sat at the table, smiled at Zhu Shengnan, then asked:
"Did Bodhisattva eat it?"
"Eat." Grandma replied.
"Ok."
My dad ate a little bit and got up to go to work. Before leaving, he specifically said: "I'm not coming back tonight."
"Well, don't come back."
Zhu Shengnan knew that his father was going to live with other women tonight.
This matter,
Grandma also knows.
He wants a son,
She wants grandchildren,
Mother and son, the goals are the same.
Mother gave birth to her first child,
After three consecutive births of B overtime are all baby girls, all aborted.
In fact, a long time ago, the state stipulated that doing B overtime does not allow doctors to disclose the baby's gender.
But the regulations are always good, and the original intention above is always good,
however,
It is not the machine but the person who enforces the regulations.
Even if this is the case, there are absolutely countless examples of knowing that my wife is carrying a daughter in her stomach and intending to be an abortion every year.
This may,
It is also a kind of luck.
Those baby girls, if they were born in a family that would be aborted if they knew it was a baby girl, in fact, it is really better to leave early and wait for the next reincarnation.
It simply ends at the beginning, and it seems that it is not a bad thing compared to the treatment and injustice they will suffer after their birth.
But Zhu Shengnan knew,
Dad has many women outside,
Several women are pregnant,
But they were still girls, and they were all killed.
Dad is a dentist,
He let his woman have an abortion, just as neatly as if she had extracted her teeth from the patient.
No son, no more daughters, to their mother and son, meaningless.
This is a kind of obsession,
A kind of obsession that seems strange to outsiders.
After my father left, my mother came down.
Mom's hair is a little messy,
The spirit is not very good.
Zhu Shengnan is a little afraid of his mother,
Especially when sitting at a table with your mother.
"Snapped!"
"It's hot!"
Mother was burnt to the mouth by porridge,
Overturning the porridge bowl, the hot porridge sprinkled on Zhu Shengnan's body.
Zhu Shengnan's body shivered slightly, and he didn't scream pain, or even ignored it.
Mom is intentional,
she knows,
Mother doesn't like herself, she hates herself.
She felt that Zhu Shengnan was the culprit that caused her family to look like this.
If he is a boy, his mother still has a happy and happy family.
"This broom boy, get angry as soon as he sees it!"
Mother picked up the chopsticks and pulled it at Zhu Shengnan.
Zhu Shengnan was sitting there, not moving, letting her smoke.
Smoke it,
Chopping chopsticks hurts,
But instead of using cigarette butts, scissors, and a knife to scrape yourself,
It's nothing.
Grandma sat there, chewing the buns in her mouth quietly,
Grandma at this time,
Like the mother of Jia in the Dream of Red Mansions,
High above, watching the beatings below.
Breakfast is over,
Mother went upstairs again, aborted three times in a row, which prevented her from continuing to conceive, and suffered a huge blow to her spirit. She kept herself at home all day.
And she knew,
her husband,
Still for a boy,
outside,
On other women,
Work hard.
People often feel ridiculous when watching TV series. They always feel that such things cannot happen in reality.
but in fact,
The stories that happen in reality are often more like TV series than TV series.
Many lower limits of humanity are more terrible than the madness of artists.
The private teacher is here,
day,
It's just class~EbookFREE.me~ Wait till evening,
The private teacher is gone,
Grandma called her:
"time for dinner."
Zhu Shengnan came down, she obediently stood at the door of the small room.
Grandma opened the door and walked in with her.
A blade appeared in Grandma's hand,
She took off her clothes.
There was another wound on his body, and blood began to flow out.
Grandma knelt on the ground and started crying, holding her and crying.
"My hard-working granddaughter,
God, open your eyes.
My hard-working granddaughter,
My dear baby..."
Grandma often cries,
She felt that crying could move the Bodhisattva and the two people in the animation.
It's like crying for funerals in rural areas. Before the concubines who talked and laughed and smiled, they would immediately cry out a "shocking earth". Grandma also inherited this skill.
She said that the Bodhisattva has too many things. If you don’t shout a little higher, she can’t hear clearly.
If she cannot hear clearly, she will ignore you.
Zhu Shengnan looked at his grandmother who was kneeling on the ground,
Looked at the front again.
Suddenly,
She saw the two people in the painting seem to move, yes, move.
One of them seemed to be smiling at himself.
She immediately shouted:
"Grandma, the people in the painting are moving."
She is happy,
It's even exciting.
perhaps,
When Dad and Grandma did it,
Can you escape from this numb life?
The most difficult to kill and hardest to kill is often fantasy.
"Snapped!"
Grandma's mouth was drawn on Zhu Shengnan's face,
Scolded:
"Dead boy, who are you cheating, what nonsense!" 8) More exciting novels, welcome to visit everyone's academy