Qiao Chuxia was carrying her schoolbag and saw a 28-year-old bicycle riding by a man at the door of her house. She did not enter the house, but squatted beside the door with her head hanging down.

Girls mature early, and the women in the alley don't shy away from suspicion. In addition to picking up customers, they usually talk about men. The little Qiao Chuxia was forced to start to understand things about men and women early on.

Faintly, the creaking sound of wooden bed boards came from the closed door. Qiao Chuxia pursed her red lips. Her eyes, which were already calm and not childlike, became a little darker. She took off her schoolbag and took out her homework.

Ben, picked up a red brick by the door and started writing today's homework.

As soon as the man opened the door, he suddenly saw an eight or nine-year-old girl squatting at his feet. She just raised her head when she heard the sound. Her dark eyes were as clear as water, and her delicate facial features were very similar to the woman just now.

The eyes glued to the girl's face were immediately mixed with a bit of lust, and the man could hardly help but want to reach out and twist his hand on that pink and tender little face before leaving.

The woman had already put on her clothes and rushed out in a panic. She grabbed the door frame with her fingers and looked at the man nervously.

"The little girl looks so good. She looks like you. You will be happy in a few years!"

The man saw that this was the woman's child, pointed at the little girl by the door, and smiled ambiguously at the woman, indicating something.

The man got on the car and rode unsteadily for a long distance. Qiao Chuxia still lowered her head, grabbed her schoolbag and homework, walked around the stunned woman, and walked into the house.

"I heard people say that school students go camping in camps during the summer vacation. Why didn't you tell me?"

The woman followed behind, talking softly, which was completely different from the quietness when she betrayed herself just now.

“I don’t want to go”

Qiao Chuxia put her schoolbag on the table, put on her apron, and walked to the small kitchen to wash rice and choose vegetables with skillful movements.

Her mother didn't know how to do any housework, so she started cooking when she was five years old. The first time she made a fire, she almost burned down the house, but there was no way. In addition to making money with this beautiful skin, her mother Qiao Guihan

, almost useless

The woman leaned crookedly against the kitchen door, biting her mouth. She reached into her bra and took out a sweaty note. She circled it behind Qiao Chuxia several times, not knowing how to give it to her.

My daughter thinks this money is dirty and she knows it

The kitchen was already small and hot. Sure enough, Qiao Chuxia was really anxious. She stirred the rice water with her soft little hands a few times and said displeasedly: "What on earth are you going to say?"

The woman pressed the money into her hand and whispered: "You go, everyone else is going, you go too..."

Qiao Chuxia didn't answer. She glanced at the dirty money and continued washing rice, stirring the rice cooker with her five delicate fingers.

"Don't do this kind of thing again. I don't want to read it. It's boring."

She muttered something in a hoarse voice, and two splashes of water exploded from the water in the pot. She quickly raised her hand, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and turned around to pour out the rice water.

The woman's hand handing over the money suddenly froze in mid-air. After a while, her face turned red from suppressing the pain. She coughed, quickly covered her mouth with her hand, turned away, and said no more.

Three days later is the weekend. Every weekend is the busiest time for women's business. Qiao Chuxia usually carries her schoolbag and goes to the nearby children's library to do her homework.

Bring a few steamed buns and a bottle of water, and you can read a book after finishing your homework. Most importantly, you don’t have to be at home.

This was a rare happy time in Qiao Chuxia's childhood. She thought that if she were rich, she would have her own study room filled with her favorite books, curtains and flowers. Of course, she didn't understand "book reading" at that time.

You can’t read unless you borrow”

"I'll take you somewhere"

After breakfast, the woman, uncharacteristically, stopped Qiao Chuxia who was about to go out, and spoke calmly

She seemed to have dressed up specially today, her hair was neatly tied up, revealing her fair face, and her clothes were also brand new.

Qiao Chuxia looked back and realized that she had never seen such a mother before. In his impression, she always wore revealing and cheap clothes and looked tired from lack of sleep all day long.

She followed Qiao Guihan in silence and got into a taxi. Seeing that she was getting farther and farther away from home, the car drove towards the other end of the city.

This is a polarized world, this is a city where the rich and the poor are divided

Until he stood in front of a villa, Qiao Chuxia didn't know what happened.

The woman skillfully pressed the intercom at the gate and whispered a few words. After a while, the gate opened.

She picked up the dumbfounded Qiao Chuxia and walked quickly inside. The mother and daughter held hands together, and she held Qiao Chuxia a little painfully.

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, a white shadow emerged from the garden behind the villa, running towards the two people very fast.

The woman subconsciously wanted to block Qiao Chuxia. Unexpectedly, the beast running over was extremely smart. As if he could read her thoughts, he turned to one side and passed by like a fake move during a penalty kick.

If you want a woman, go straight to Qiao Chuxia!

"ah!"

It was hard to tell whether it was a dog or a bear. It was strong and huge. Qiao Chuxia was so frightened that she sat down on the ground and screamed!

Such a strong and fierce dog is a snow mastiff!

The big dog suddenly threw Qiao Chuxia to the ground, its sharp claws pressed her shoulders, its eyes were strangely bright, and a stream of saliva dripped down on Qiao Chuxia's face.

Qiao Guihan was frightened and wanted to step forward, but she was afraid of disturbing the beast and biting people. She couldn't move in place or not, her hands and feet were numb.

"Brother Cheng, tell me, where did this small wild species come from?"

A clear and arrogant voice sounded, and two people walked out slowly, one tall and one short. The older one looked about twelve or thirteen years old, and the younger one was about ten years old.

The younger boy deliberately asked loudly. After speaking, he grabbed the golden whistle on his chest and blew it.

I saw the fierce snow mastiff "ouch", immediately got off Qiao Chuxia, shook its head and ran back, lying at the little boy's feet, as if it was submissive.

"Oh, don't talk nonsense. Maybe she will be the child of the mistress of your Le family in the future. We can't afford to offend her."

The older man had a gloomy face, folded his hands on his chest, and looked at him coldly.

Qiao Guihan breathed a sigh of relief, her legs became weak, she suppressed her anxiety and ran over, hugging the stunned Qiao Chuxia, tears rolling down her face.

The mastiff's claws are extremely sharp. Just a moment ago, Qiao Chuxia's exposed arms had several scratches. It happened to be summer again, and her clothes were very thin. There were several red scratches on her snow-white skin, which looked shocking.

"Chu Xia, don't be afraid, be strong, and live well whether your mother is here or not."

At that time, Qiao Chuxia only realized how heavy these words were after a long time. However, at that time, she just held up her weak body and staggered into this strange villa with her mother.

Two eyes of disdain and disgust have been lingering behind the mother and daughter.

One was Le Wenyu, the only son of the owner of the villa, Le Hui, and the other was Cheng Fei who came to visit. Both of them had arrogant and domineering temperaments and were similar in age. They soon became inseparable and worked together, inseparable all day long.

Le Hui was a famous "gangster" in the city in the early years. When it comes to gangsters, let's not talk about other places. Let's first talk about the "gangsters" in the Forty-Nine City after liberation - gangsters are divided into sects.

That is to say, the sub-area, west of Fuxing Gate, is the children of the Communist Party, Zhongzhi and the courtyard, specifically referring to government agencies and troops; those in the West City are all the old and young with their pigtails cut off. In the past, they walked around and fought with crickets. Now,

It’s the people’s government, and it’s no fun if you don’t steal and steal. The rest is in the Nancheng area. The smelly ditches have been filled up, and the prostitutes have been rehabilitated. However, they just can’t help but feel rough and can’t live a peaceful life.

Le Hui was a gangster at the lowest level. When his name was mentioned back then, everyone would yell "his uncle".

There was a saying in old Beijing that gangsters have their own rules. Even though they were at the bottom, Le Hui followed the right brother in the 1990s. From then on, he not only skyrocketed, but also wiped his butt clean and cleared all his criminal records.

"your daughter"

Qiao Guihan spoke lightly, pulled Qiao Chuxia behind her, and pushed her towards the man in front of her.

"My, my seed?!"

Le Hui is no longer the hooligan he once was, wearing bell-bottom pants, permed hair, and toad glasses. He wears a black silk cardigan and old Beijing cloth shoes. He looks ordinary and is handmade from head to toe. What he wants is this kind of old man style.

Son

Qiao Guihan sneered, pursed her lips and said, "When did you fuck me and didn't you cum all inside me?!"

Even though he had been a gangster for many years, Le Hui was slightly startled when he heard her being so straightforward. He looked at Qiao Chuxia carefully and seemed a little unsure.

"Xiao Qiao, I know you have hated me all these years. Tell me, how can I, Le Hui, ever be sorry for you? Do you want to treat me like a monkey? I ran away without saying a word on my wedding day. I am just a fucking bastard."

ah!"

He suddenly burst out, stepped forward, grabbed Qiao Guihan hard, and slapped her hard.

He struck hard, and Qiao Guihan took the slap hard without dodging. She tilted her head and a hint of red slowly overflowed from the corners of her tightly closed mouth.

"Le Hui, I'm going to die, Chu Xia, you must take care of her..."

She frowned, her eyes were red, turned her face, and grabbed his hand in desperation, her cold hand trembling.

He was shocked because he couldn't hold it back for a moment. When he saw that her cheek was almost swollen from the beating, his heart suddenly tightened and he held her hand. Le Hui said in a panic: "What did you say? Who is going to die?"

"

Qiao Chuxia rushed up suddenly. She was still short and only reached Lehui's waist. She pushed him hard and screamed: "Let go of my mother! You bad guy!"

Le Hui ignored her and stared at Qiao Guihan, finally seeing deep world-weariness and self-abandonment in her eyes.

"Xiao Qiao... don't worry, I, Lehui, will take good care of you two!"

Qiao Chuxia fell on the carpet and was stunned for a while. She has shown differences from girls of the same age since she was a child. She is poor, she is thin, she does not like to talk, does not like to be lively, and does not like to cry, because no one listens to her.

There is no excitement for her, and tears are of no help to her life.

Now, her mother who was a prostitute was about to die, and she felt a kind of pain from the bottom of her heart. Later, when she grew up, she realized that that kind of emotion is called desolation, loneliness without relatives.

However, she also felt a guilty sense of relief. She thought that she could finally stop being laughed at by her classmates. Although she had good grades and good looks, she still had no friends because of her mother; she also didn't have to make breakfast every day.

We had three meals at noon and dinner, and we had to get up before dawn to light a fire, which made us choke to tears. We also didn’t have to wash two people’s clothes. In the winter, the cold well water froze our fingers like carrots.

"Hey, Ono|Zane!"

Suddenly, a foot wearing small leather shoes kicked her. Qiao Chuxia suddenly raised her head, saw the person clearly, and shivered reflexively.
To be continued...