Quickly wear: The host is a frequent visitor to the rule of law column

Chapter 300 The development of the destiny heroine 20

It was dark, but there was a lot of noise.

Chirping, sometimes low, sometimes sharp.

When the sharp sound sounded, 33 covered his core.

It hurts. Why does it feel so painful?

By the way, host!

33 Ignoring the pain, it ran forward with all its might, hoping to find Moyou in the darkness.

There was a bright light coming from the front, and like a moth chasing the light, it immediately turned around and ran over there.

It saw its host, who was in front of a boxy screen.

But she looked so small, only the size of a human cub.

33 approached cautiously for fear of disturbing her.

But after getting closer, it could see clearly what was playing on the screen.

The viewing angle is so low that no faces are visible, only various legs and feet.

A big hand stretched out, and the owner of the perspective subconsciously took a step back, but was still caught by the man.

"He's just a fool! Look, he doesn't react at all. He doesn't even call out for pain."

The man's voice made her ears hurt, and her perspective was blurred by her shaking.

What was even more disgusting was that she grabbed a fleshy arm and twisted it hard.

33 subconsciously went to see the host.

She covered her arms and cried silently with tears.

But outside the screen, the owner of the perspective paused for a long time before slowly lowering his head and rubbing himself with his other hand.

The angle of view was blurred, as if he was soaked in water. 33 saw a drop of water falling, and the angle of view became clear again.

Those voices were still noisy, and they kept persuading something.

33 took another step closer and heard the sound.

"I'm just telling you, you should have listened to me and aborted the child. How could you have a girl who is a fool?"

"I'm not telling you. You two don't make much money, and you still have to support her. It's not possible! I have a brother who has some tricks. Let me help you take this child away."

"Don't be stubborn and have another baby! The second baby will definitely be a boy."

"The ugly words come first, I won't recognize a fool, I can't even say anything!"

Too much! 33 should be angry, but it felt panic rising in its heart.

Like a huge fear of being abandoned.

It covered its heart, this was not its emotion.

33 looked up and saw the little host lying in front of the screen saying something, but her voice was never conveyed.

She worked hard for a long time, but the owner of the perspective just slowly stretched out her hand and held a piece of clothing.

At that moment, all voices were silent.

A pair of hands stretched out, the angle of view suddenly raised, and 33 could clearly see the faces of those who spoke.

Just eyes and mouth.

His eyes were darting back and forth with malice and greed; his mouth was grinning widely, and he was spitting saliva nonstop.

It's obviously a scary scene, but 33 can feel at ease.

Because it heard the strong heartbeat of its owner.

Bang bang, bang bang, like a battlefield drum.

"I said, I will always only have one child, Xiaoyou. Whether she is good or bad, we will keep her!"

The sound is transmitted to the ears along with the vibration of the chest.

"Get out! If you look down on my children, don't stay in my house!"

Those malicious words disappeared, leaving only the voices of a man and a woman.

33 Then I realized that they had been talking just now, but the owner of the perspective only heard those malicious words.

After a few more shakes, a face took up most of the screen.

Young and tired, but full of love.

She said, "Xiaoyou will always be mother's baby, and mother will never give up on Xiaoyou."

Another face squeezed in, "And me, and me, and dad too."

33 Seeing the little host stand up, she put her face close to the screen and whispered softly, "Mom...Dad..."

"Host!"

33 rushed to pull her, but it was still a step too late, and her whole body was sucked into the screen.

However, it still knows where this place is.

This is the depth of the host's heart, the past she has never revealed to others.

33 also broke into the screen, and the scene in front of him changed again.

It was a cozy little house, but crowded with outsiders.

It found its host in the corner at a glance. She was still small and sat there motionless.

Someone came over to tease her, but she had to wait for a while before she could speak, and what she said was stuttering.

33 clearly saw the desire for expression in her eyes, but she couldn't say it immediately.

"It's really boring. Even if you can talk, you're just a fool."

The man curled his lips and turned his head boredly.

33 wanted to touch the host's lost head, but it stretched out its hand and passed through it.

This is memory and it cannot be changed.

"This kid is better." The man said deliberately, referring to a laughing and clever kid in the middle of the crowd.

He sighed, "Your mother wasn't like you when she was little. You didn't pick it up, right?"

This was a casual sentence, but the host grabbed him, his face turned red from suppressing it, and said at the fastest speed so far, "Xiaoyou is... my mother's child."

But the man thought, "No, you picked it up. Your parents heard a child crying on the roadside in winter, and when they saw it..."

What he said was so clear and logical that the host was so anxious that she cried. She said over and over again, "I am! I am!"

Those who were sitting idle noticed the excitement here and gathered around like flies.

They all said those words, and they were very happy to see the host getting anxious and panicking because of their words.

33 I don’t understand why they would be so malicious to a child.

Maybe they talked too much and the host was no longer willing to leave them, so they came up with a more vicious idea.

They pulled over the host and said, "No one will like a little fool like you."

"Look at you crying without even smiling. Your parents have already found you annoying."

"Your parents don't want you!"

"They are going to give birth to a healthy younger brother and sister."

The host's face was dull for a moment, and then she let out a heartbreaking cry as if she wanted to cover up the sounds.

And this reaction only brought them more laughter.

In the kitchen, a bunch of young couples hurried out, and the mother hugged the host and comforted her softly.

Dad asked for the reason and sternly scolded those who had eaten enough to hold on.

They were all relatives. They were scolded and lost face. The two parties quarreled and ended up breaking up without even having a meal.

The host hugged his mother, looking at the dishes they carefully prepared in the kitchen and the empty living room, whimpering softly with self-reproach.

Mom seemed to understand what she was thinking and patted her back, "It's okay. Xiaoyou didn't do anything wrong. They just talked nonsense."

She managed to keep the smile on her face, "It's because they are not lucky enough to taste the superb craftsmanship of their parents."

However, during the meal, the mountains of dishes still showed that this was a failed banquet.