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Chapter 202 Hidden Memories 1

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An Jiu followed Song Hai quietly.

She was feeling a little depressed and a little irritated because the tall boy she saw at school brought back Xiaojiu's hidden memories.

——Xiaojiu’s grandma isn’t the only relative he has.

She also has parents and even a younger brother.

At the beginning, they all lived together in a small house. Although life was hard, it was at least the happiest family with the largest population in the entire floor.

At that time, my grandmother was in very good health. Because she was kind, she happened to get a small opportunity and got a job cleaning the store downstairs.

He is also a major contributor to the family.

Dad gets some odd jobs from time to time, and although his income is unstable, he is always busy.

My mother is at home taking care of the two young children.

Life is quite harmonious.

It wasn't until the two children grew up that they started fighting over food and toys.

Children’s hands are tender, so it doesn’t hurt when they fight. They just push each other and then sit on the ground and cry.

But every time Liu Qin came over, the first one she picked up was her younger brother. She would lift up his clothes and look him over. If there was any redness, she would say, "Don't be afraid, mom will beat her!"

The young Xiaojiu opened his arms and wanted his mother to hug him, but was greeted with a slap.

She was stunned and cried even more aggrievedly.

"Why are you crying?" Liu Qin said with disdain. "You beat my son and you still have the nerve to cry? As a sister, you don't know how to give in to your brother. What use do I have for you!"

The younger brother huddled in her arms, stretched out his little hands, and imitated the words: "Beat her."

Liu Qin raised his hand to threaten Xiaojiu: "Shut up, if you cry again I will beat you and break your arm."

Xiaojiu was scared, but still wanted her mother to hug her, because that was her mother.

"hug……"

"What are you hugging? Go away."

Liu Qin opened her outstretched hand without hesitation.

After being pushed away twice in a row, the young Xiaojiu felt scared and in pain, and didn't know why, so he started crying.

"You just cry all day long. I must have done something bad in my previous life, so I gave birth to a debt collector like you in this life!" Liu Qin scolded her while pinching her arm.

Xiaojiu was too young to hide, and cried out in pain.

Just then Anfeng came back.

After a day's work, he looked exhausted and his legs were shaking as he walked.

As soon as he entered the house and saw the mess, he was so angry that he slapped Liu Qin in the face.

"You do nothing every day, and can't even take care of a child! Go, get me something to eat, and pour me two ounces of wine to help me get rid of my fatigue. And you, be quiet too, or I'll beat you up too!"

Liu Qin's face was swollen from being slapped, leaving five big red fingerprints.

She glared at Xiaojiu fiercely and cursed in a low voice: "It's all your fault, wait and see how I'll deal with you in the future!"

An Feng yelled at her from behind: "What are you still doing there? Do you want to get beaten?"

Liu Qin shuddered and immediately replied, "I'll come after I drop my son off."

The younger brother proudly picked up the toy and started playing with it. Xiaojiu walked to the corner, put his back against the wall, shrank himself inside, and looked at everything in the house with a somewhat empty look in his eyes.

When the grandmother came home from get off work in the evening, she touched her grandson and granddaughter's head lovingly as usual.

Seeing Xiaojiu curled up into a ball, I wanted to let her lie flat and sleep comfortably, but as soon as I touched her, I heard a small sound of pain.

"What's wrong? Tell grandma where it hurts."

Grandma turned Xiaojiu's body over and saw that his little face was full of tears and he looked very aggrieved.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she picked up Xiaojiu, lifted up her clothes and wanted to see if there was anything wrong.

As a result, I saw that the two little arms were all covered with black bruises from being pinched. They were so big that it was obvious that they were done by an adult.

She suppressed her anger and said, "Liu Qin, what's going on with Xiaojiu?!"

Liu Qin pretended to be asleep and pretended not to hear.

Grandma called Anfeng again: "Come and see why this child has so many wounds on his arms."

An Feng was very tired and just wanted to have a good sleep. He said casually, "Who knows where he fell. It's normal for children to get bumped and bruised."

Seeing that he was so perfunctory, the grandmother got angry and simply pushed him to turn around, "Open your eyes and take a good look. Is this caused by knocking your head?"

Anfeng wanted to get angry, but this was his mother after all.

I held my breath, opened my eyes and took a look - well, this is no longer an excuse.

He propped himself up and sat up. He grabbed Liu Qin's hair with his palm-leaf-fan-like hand and lifted it up. "Mom is asking you a question, didn't you hear me? What's wrong with the kid's arm?"

Liu Qin felt a pain on his scalp, but he didn't dare pretend anymore.

She rolled her eyes around and dodged, saying, "How should I know? You know how naughty our son is. Maybe when I was watching my son, she ran out and fought with another kid, and got beaten by that kid's mother."

"Mom, you heard it, that's it." An Feng let go of her hand and lay down again, "I'm going to sleep. I have to work tomorrow. Don't touch me!"

Liu Qin tried to please her mother-in-law: "Mom, you should go to bed soon. I will ask this girl what happened tomorrow and find that family."

Grandma was half-believing and half-doubting, so she lowered her head and asked, "Xiaojiu, tell me, who hit you?"

The little dimple lay in her arms, not daring to say a word.

Seeing that she couldn't get any information out of him and that it was getting late, grandma said, "The child will sleep with me tonight..."

Time passed slowly. Xiaojiu started crying louder than her brother but never got her mother's hug, and now she still couldn't take her brother's toys or food. Gradually, she understood something.

With their mother's support, the younger brother chased her fearlessly. He couldn't fight back, otherwise his mother would beat him up for him.

In the eyes of young Xiaojiu, the most terrifying and frightening scene was her mother pulling her brother's hand and hitting her. She would be so scared that her whole body would go limp and she would not dare to move.

The void in Xiaojiu's eyes grew bigger and bigger, and his whole body became dull, losing the vitality of a child.

Until one day, grandma suddenly came home during the day.

"Liu Qin! What are you doing!"

Grandma picked up Xiaojiu, whose face was scratched, and looked at the scratches on her face with heartache.

"They are both your children, why do you treat them differently? Look at what you have done to her face? What if she gets a scar? She is a girl!"

Liu Qin held his son in his arms and said disapprovingly, "It's okay. There's no need to be so hypocritical. Just take care of him. Besides, she's just being irritated. Otherwise, how could Duo Xian tickle her?"

Grandma wiped the blood off Xiaojiu's face and gritted her teeth at the sight of the wound. "Xiaojiu is only two years older than Duoxian. Duoxian is a child, but she is not? If you act like a mother like this, how can Xiaojiu be nice to you when she grows up!"

"Tsk, why should I count on her? What should I count on her for? To find a good partner? I'd rather hope that my son will have a bright future than to waste my energy on that."

"Liu Qin - you, you will regret it one day. Remember what I am saying now."