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? In 1993, the first snowfall in winter was scattered for several days, and when it stopped, the mountains and plains were all white.
The five-year-old boy stood in front of the window with grilles, looking at the outside world, his exhaled breath drew a circle on the window glass, wiped it off, and then made another circle.
Like a ghost, the mother suddenly appeared behind the boy.
"Son, do you want to go out and play?"
"think."
"Come on, mom will take you out to make a snowman."
"But grandma said, don't let us go out."
"Grandma is sleeping, the two of us sneak out, she won't find out."
Mother, with bare feet and a large military overcoat, walked in front.
There is a string of footprints left on the thick white snow.
She was very happy, sometimes rolling twice in the snow, sometimes turning her head to make a face at the boy behind her.
The boy was small, and in the thick snow, he followed with one deep foot and one shallow foot. From a distance, only a carrot head emerged.
At the foot of the mountain, when two strange snowmen piled up, a fluffy thing protruded from the snow not far away.
A little gray and flaxen rabbit.
"Mom, what a cute little rabbit."
"Really, what a cute little rabbit, son, go catch it and bring it back to your mother."
The boy was excited and his natural love for stuffed animals was palpable.
Perhaps it was because the snow was too deep, the little rabbit jumped a few times, but remained in place.
The boy walked over and gently picked up the little rabbit.
As soon as the little rabbit struggled, it fell to the ground, and the boy picked it up again.
"Look, Mom, it's so good."
The mother took the rabbit from the boy's hand with a smile, and looked at it for a while.
The boy said: "Mom, I want to keep it."
Mother laughed very strangely, this dangerous action was caught off guard.
One hand is holding the little rabbit's head, and the other hand is holding the little rabbit's tail.
There was only a click, and the little rabbit's neck was broken, and the blood dripped on the snow, dazzling red.
The boy forgot to cry, and stared blankly at his mother throwing the little rabbit hard on the snow.
"I let you raise it, I let you raise it, raise a ghost."
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This year, the boy was eight years old. He was already a primary school student. The grandmother who took care of him and his mother fell ill and eventually went to another world.
His mother is very strict with him, especially his studies.
He was very surprised that everyone in the village said that his mother was sick.
But my mother knew everything. She had three hundred Tang poems at her fingertips. When foreigners came to the village for inspection, the village head asked her to be an interpreter. She could communicate with foreigners proficiently.
Since going to school, it has been a nightmare for boys.
His mother did not allow him to make any mistakes in his studies.
If you write a wrong word, you will be punished, and if you do a wrong math problem, you will also be punished.
If you don¡¯t score 100% in the exam, you will not only be punished, but also confined.
When he was in confinement for the first time, he saw from the window that his mother walked around the yard angrily, and then attacked the big rooster in the yard.
I saw that she grabbed the big cock and broke the cock's neck in an instant.
On the dinner table, a large pot of chicken soup was placed on the table.
After that, the boy has never scored less than 100 points in the exam.
The mother is beautiful, and she is normal most of the time. When she is gentle, the boy feels that he is living in heaven.
Heaven and hell are only between one thought, one second may be in heaven, the next second, he will be because of a look, or a word, or an action.
was directly sent to hell.
On that summer night, the fat father of the boy's classmate walked into the yard and closed the door.
The next day, the big fat mother came to scold the street, and the boy realized that the big fat father's family heir was gone.
I just remember that night, the knife my mother sharpened in the kitchen for a long time was originally used to cut that thing.
After that day, my mother began to sharpen the knives every day, sharpening the kitchen knives at home.
There are dozens of chickens in the family.
Every few days, the mother would ask the boy to slaughter a chicken with a knife she had sharpened.
For the first time, the boy didn't dare, the one with the knife?? are shaking. He was slapped severely by his mother.
Scolded him while slapping his hand.
"A man who dare not even kill a chicken, you are a coward."
The boy didn't like the term coward, so he swiped at the reed chicken with a knife, and the chicken's neck was cut off with a knife, and it flew a long way.
He will always remember that day, when the neck of the chicken he was holding in his hand spurted a gust of chicken blood, spraying him all over the face.
On this day, cutting the neck of a chicken was nothing to him at all.
But the mother was not satisfied with this. After killing the chicken, she slaughtered the sheep.
The village head's family has a pug. This dog is not very peaceful, and often comes to the house to eat chickens.
On a dark and windy night, the hybrid pug came to bite the chicken again.
The mother closed the door quietly, and the dog became a catch in the urn, and was tied up by the mother with a rope.
Under the night, she held the shining knife and said to the boy.
"Come on, kill it for me."
The boy was fearless at first, but when he saw something glittering in the pug's eyes, he couldn't do anything anymore.
The mother cursed all night, and the next day, the dog disappeared, and there was a pool of blood in the yard.
At noon, a large pot of stew was served on the table.
When the mother said: "Son, eat more, the taste of dog meat is different."
The boy ran to the base of the wall and almost vomited out his intestines.
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One night in the summer of 1999, when it was raining heavily, the boy left home and hid in the forest.
On this day, on the way home from school, the boy had a conflict with his classmate Xiaohu.
Xiaohu is big and strong, and is well-known as the king of children in the village.
Boys generally don't provoke him, although he usually leads the children in the village to call boys monsters.
The boy didn't care either.
But one day, Xiaohu not only called himself a monster loudly, but also called his mother a mental patient.
It is okay to scold himself for anything, but the boy cannot tolerate someone scolding his mother.
The two rolled around in the mud, and finally the boy came home with a lottery.
His mother asked him what's the matter? He was silent and didn't say a word.
In the middle of the night, he was shaken awake by his mother from his sleep.
When he opened his eyes, his mother stared at him with the reflective kitchen knife in her hand, which shocked him.
His mother took him to the yard, and he finally understood what his mother meant.
The little tiger was firmly tied to the stone mill in the yard, with a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth, and he could only hear the little tiger howling.
His mother handed him the knife.
"Son, he bullied you, cut him off for me."
Little Tiger's eyes flashed with horror, and he was so frightened that he peed his pants.
With a bang, the kitchen knife fell to the ground.
The boy turned and ran out of the house and up the back hill.
The darkness of the mountains and plains surrounded him tightly, and his mother shouted his name in the mountains with a flashlight.
On this day, he lost his mother and his home.
On a rainy night, my mother slipped and fell off the cliff.
When she was found by the village, she was out of breath.
A month later, he was sent to the Angel Orphanage. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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