I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 111 His Birth

Jiang Mo is seven years old. According to the normal school age, he should be in the first grade, but when his mother helped him sign up, he signed up a year early, so he started the second grade at the age of seven.

At this age, both parents are at work, and they can only take the bus to and from school by themselves, and they use the money given by their mother to buy whatever they want.

On the day of the winter vacation, he returned home with three certificates in his arms. Today, his father was away, so he happily rushed into the house, put the certificates on the tea table, and turned on the TV, which was playing the latest episode of cartoons.

Jing Xiuli didn't come back until nine o'clock in the evening. When he heard the door opening, he hurried to the door and showed his mother the certificate.

Jing Xiuli was very happy, and cooked him a lot of delicious dishes, and bought him some delicious candies when she came back the next day.

Father Jiang Liao's job is a bit special, he comes back once a month, so in the days when Jiang Liao didn't go home, the family always felt warm.

Jiang Mo likes his mother very much. He will encourage himself and cook delicious food for himself. Even better, his mother will buy him what he wants.

During the few days of Chinese New Year, Jiang Liao came back and started to take vacation, so did Jing Xiuli.

In the first few days, the family was relatively good, and there were no quarrels. Jiang Mo felt a little relieved.

But on New Year's Eve, when Jiang Mo was in his room doing homework, he suddenly heard the sound of glass breaking from the living room.

His heart suddenly rose, he put down the pen in his hand and walked to the door, opened the door a gap, and looked outside.

Jiang Liao overturned the coffee table cursingly, and a large piece of glass on the coffee table shattered into powder.

Jing Xiuli was still making dumplings in the kitchen, when she heard the noise, she ran out to have a look and asked him, "What's the matter.".

At this moment, Jiang Liao was like a lunatic, seeing Jing Xiuli running over, grabbing her hair, and banging her head against the wall.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Why is your tnd cooking so slow?! Ah? You bastard..." Jiang Liao's eyes were red, ignoring Jing Xiuli's resistance, just bumping into each other again and again, with more and more force.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Mo was greatly shocked. The first thought in his mind was to stop him.

Without thinking too much, he opened the door and ran out wearing slippers, ran to Jiang Liao, grabbed his arm, and took a big bite.

As soon as Jiang Liao was in pain, he stopped what he was doing, looked at Xiao Jiang Mo with a grim face, and was thrown aside by him.

"You little bastard, are you crawling all over the place? How dare you bite your father?!" He let go of Jing Xiuli and walked towards Jiang Mo by the corner.

Jiang Mo was thrown against the wall by Jiang Liao just now, his whole back fell hard to the wall, and one arm was numb from the fall.

The shadow on the wall gradually... grew bigger and bigger, and was finally blocked by another shadow.

Jing Xiuli tightly hugged Jiang Liao's waist, and said loudly to Jiang Mo: "Go back to the room, lock the door behind you, don't come out!"

Jiang Liao was upright now, he leaned hard against the wall behind him, and Jing Xiuli was also bumped into the wall by him.

She felt that her internal organs were about to be shattered, and before she could react, she was slapped hard on the face several times.

Jiang Mo was stunned. He had never seen such a scene before, but every midnight, he could hear his mother's screams coming from his parents' room.

On my mom's face and neck when I went to school the next day.They are all blue and purple.

He asked: "Mom, what's wrong with you, are you hurt? I heard you crying last night..."

"No, you heard it wrong, eat breakfast quickly, and go to school after eating." Jing Xiuli always answered him like this every time.

Later, Jiang Liao's job changed a bit, and he seldom heard his mother's screams and cries in the middle of the night, but on the night when his father came back, the voice would come out again.

This time, he finally knew what was going on.

Jiang Mo held back his tears, clenched his fists, picked up a shard of glass that fell by his feet, and poked at Jiang Liao.

"Slap!" A slap landed on his head, followed by a fist landed on his head.

He seemed to be stupefied, except for the darkness in front of his eyes, stars appeared.

In the next second, Jiang Liao grabbed Jing Xiuli's hair, pulled her into the bedroom, kicked her hard in the stomach a few times, and closed the door.

Jiang Mo was still in a coma, so Jiang Liao grabbed an arm and dragged him out the door. When he went downstairs, his slippers were gone.

He couldn't even move, his whole body was sore and weak, and he had no mobility at all.

It was still snowing outside, and the snow was deep and thick. Jiang Mo was only wearing a set of pajamas that Jing Xiuli bought for him a few days ago. He liked this pajamas very much, it was soft, comfortable and warm.

Jiang Liao dragged him to a dark and deserted corner before dropping him, "Give me the fuck again? Ah?!"

He punched and kicked Jiang Mo, regardless of his life or death. Jiang Mo had no mobility, so he could only suffer like this.

In the community, everyone was celebrating New Year's Eve, Jiang Mo's eyes were blurred, streams of heat flowed from his nose, and he didn't have the strength to wipe it off, so he could only let it flow in his mouth.

After Jiang Liao had finished playing to his heart's content, he said to Jiang Mo, "Don't come back tonight, damn it, you'd better die outside!"

Jiang Mo lay in the snow, motionless, the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the snow poured into his neck along the direction of the wind.

His eyes were blurred, and he could only see red Chinese knots hanging under the white street lamps. The color was so beautiful, but he might never see it again.

Jiang Mo's body temperature gradually dropped, and he closed his eyes. After an unknown amount of time, someone seemed to be calling his name.

"Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, wake up, mom is here." Jing Xiuli sneaked out in the middle of the night, took her big cotton coat, and put it on for Jiang Mo.

At this time, Jiang Mo's body was almost cold, but he still seemed to be breathing. At the end of the light, his mother was calling his name.

However, he is really tired...

Jing Xiuli cried and hugged him tightly, trying to warm his body so that he could come back to life.

"Hey, mom is calling you, you go back!" He stood aside, looking at Jiang Mo who shrank himself into a ball.

Jiang Mo didn't move at all. After a long time, he slowly raised his head, "I can't move anymore, can you go back instead of me?"

"I don't want to go out at all." He crossed his arms and turned his head, with an unhappy expression on his face.

But within a few seconds, he changed his mind again, "If you want me to go back instead of you, let's make a deal, and I will come out every New Year's day after that."

"Okay." Jiang Mo replied weakly.

It was he who woke up this time, not Jiang Mo.

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(End of this chapter)