Dude, get married?

Many years later, Xie Chenxi still couldn't help trembling when he recalled the scene when he returned home after the college entrance examination.

After leaving the school gate, Xie Chenxi ran home excitedly with her few luggage and a brand new mobile phone. When passing by a snack bar, she stopped to buy some snacks that her mother loved but was reluctant to buy.

When he got to the door of the house, he didn't go in directly, but put his luggage at the door of the house and turned on the video recording function of his mobile phone, because he hadn't seen his mother for two months because of the exam, he wanted to record his mother seeing him When he was excited, even his mother would always smile gently in front of him.

Before the door was fully opened, Xie Chenxi's eyes widened, because he saw the man who beat and kicked him every time he saw him dragged his slightly struggling mother outside like a dead object, He was still cursing while walking.

"Did I raise you and your bastard son to let you steal my money to raise a man? Damn it! I hid so much money secretly, and I was still wondering where my money went. It turned out that you were the bitch. All the children have been stolen!

"Who the hell gave you the guts to steal from me! Slut! Pregnant bitch! Let me die! Save me from being stabbed in the back! Damn! Stupid!"

Xie Chenxi watched the man stabbing his mother again and again with a pair of scissors. He felt as if he had been cast into a spell all over his body and couldn't move. His hand holding the phone couldn't help shaking.

Suddenly, the mother who had almost closed her eyes looked straight at him.

Xie Chenxi looked into his mother's eyes, and for a moment, he finally understood why his beautiful mother had committed herself to such an unbearable man, and it was all for him.

"I want to leave! If I could leave, you would have left long ago! Why didn't you let me go! I hate you! I really wish I hadn't left City H...ah——"

"Bitch! Bitch! If you don't leave City H, how many people will call you a bitch, and how many people will rape you! The bitch will still set up a memorial archway!"

Xie Chenxi watched his mother slowly stop struggling, and the hand that was not holding the phone was quietly stuffed into his mouth. He was afraid that he would call out accidentally, but he knew he couldn't, because he still I have to take my mother to her hometown, hundreds of kilometers away from this impoverished mountain village, where my mother used to live.

That day, Xie Chenxi watched helplessly as her mother was beaten so hard by her father that she couldn't breathe.He didn't cry, didn't respond, he just turned off the video recording function of the phone in a daze, stuffed the phone into his pocket, and left quietly with his package, as if he had never appeared.

Seven days later, some people in the village saw the child of Xie's family leaving with a dusty clay pot in his hand. Before leaving, he only left a string of mobile phone numbers for his former teacher.

No one knows where the grown-up child has gone, or whether he will return to the village, and no one knows what is in the clay pot that the child is holding in his hand.Some people said that it might be the delicious food his mother made for him, or that it might be some valuable treasure. Anyway, there are many guesses, just like everyone's guesses about Xie's wife who hasn't left the house for a week.

Xie Chenxi's mentor, who had visited before leaving, watched the young man walk away, sighed, turned and entered the house, not noticing that there was a pair of eyes staring at him behind him for a long time.