Xiao Ning was deeply shocked by Zhuo Xiaoying's experience.

Although the prison guard repeatedly reminded that the woman was a lunatic and could not believe what she said, she still took out a pen and recorded it carefully: "When did you encounter such a thing...?"

The thin Zhuo Xiaoying looked up at the ceiling and thought for a few seconds: "It was probably since I was 12 years old. I was in the first grade of junior high school..."

She remembered clearly,

That day was the first day of junior high school. She had always had good academic performance. She sent her new textbook and couldn't wait to go home to pack a book cover, and then read the contents of the new textbook carefully.

However, when I got home that day, my mother was not here, and my stepfather, who had always been kind, locked the door and said that he was helping her with a book cover.

As a result, the book cover was not wrapped, but her clothes were torn to pieces...

She was so young that she didn't even know what was going on.

I just remember it hurts very much.

A bed sheet was bleeding.

The whole person looks like a puppet that has been dismantled and wasted...

afterwards.

He burned all the bed sheets and clothes, and then told her that this was a gift to her tonight, and coaxed her not to tell anyone about it...

This kind of thing continued from the beginning.

From then on, the time after school every day became the greatest torture.

She started to stay at school and didn't want to go home.

I help my classmates do duty every day and help teachers clean the office...

No matter what she does, she is good at cleaning the toilet even the dirtiest and tiring, and the smelly dry toilet in the countryside is good, she is happy to do it, delaying time and not wanting to go home.

But.

Home will eventually be returned.

What else can a 12-year-old child do without going home?

So, even if she returned home when the moon was on the willows, her stepfather would still greet her with a smile: "Sakura, dad will tutor you homework tonight..."

And my mother always says admiringly: "Your father is the most powerful accountant in the village, so you should ask him for your math."

Then, they spent an hour or two in a separate bedroom…

As she grew older, she also thought about resisting.

Then the stepfather's face was exposed.

I used coaxing when I was a child, but I used brute force when I grew up.

Don't let it do it?

Then beat it up!

Beat until you are afraid!

So after the age of 14, she often went to school with a bruised nose and a swollen face. She was also considered by her teachers and classmates as ignorant, and she was stumbling with people outside and not learning well when fighting...

Under Xiao Ning's gentle attack, Zhuo Xiaoying finally opened her heart and told them all about these dusty past events.

The initial calm face gradually showed a hint of trembling and resentment, just because the ugly details were too painful, even if they were narrated, it was still a pain in the skin!

Xiao Ning was shocked by the sound of being ashamed!

She couldn't bear to let Zhuo Xiaoying suffer the second injury, and pursed her lips to end the topic: "So, you later told your mother that she didn't believe it?"

Zhuo Xiaoying smiled bitterly and showed a more desperate look: "It's not that she doesn't believe it, but..."

"But what?" Xiao Ning had a bad premonition.

"She thought that man was good to me." Zhuo Xiaoying's muscles were beating on her cheeks, unable to hide her anger, "She... thinks that everything he does is right!"

Not only did my mother not stand up for her to seek justice.

On the contrary, girls always have to get married. It is better for others to get cheaper than for their own men.

When the stepfather saw his wife's support, he became even more powerful since then.

At the summer of 15 years old, my stepfather suffered from a very small disease and needed surgery, which cost more than 100,000 yuan.
Chapter completed!