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This is the news obtained from the information, in short, Zuo Yu's fate is really miserable.

Shen Mubai's mood was a little complicated for a while, but when he thought of Zuo Yu's current temperament, he trembled a little.

After cleaning the house inside and out, she lay down on the couch from exhaustion and fell asleep.

Shen Mubai dreamed of the previous Zuo Yu again.

This time it wasn't three years ago, because the other person looked like he was only four or five years old.

He sat on a stool in his room and drew a family of three.

Shen Mubai could see his silent little face, and there was no emotion in his dark eyes, but he was painting very seriously.

She stood behind Zuo Yu and just looked at it for a while.

The room was opened from the outside by a strange woman.

The woman looks quite beautiful, but there are bruises on her hands and feet, and her eyebrows look gloomy, and when she sees the painting in Zuo Yu's hand, tears are falling down.

Zuo Yu, who was on the stool, stepped down, hugged the woman's thigh, and looked up at her.

The woman cried and said, "Xiaoyu, give me the painting." ”

Zuo Yu ran over and handed her the painting.

"Tear it up—"

The woman tore the painting, then crumpled it up and threw it in the trash.

During the whole process, Zuo Yu looked up and watched her quietly tear up the painting.

It's just that Shen Mubai can clearly see that his eyes seem to have something slowly falling, silently.

The woman touched his head and cried, "Xiaoyu, Dad beat you again last night, didn't he?" ”

Zuo Yu nodded.

"Your dad didn't mean to hit you, he was just angry that you broke the bowl." She wiped her tears with her hands and forced a smile on her face, "Dad will get better." ”

Zuo Yu looked at her, "I accidentally broke it." ”

His voice is a little immature, but it is not innocent that belongs to other children.

Only then did Shen Mubai notice that there was a bruise on Zuo Yu's forehead, a big bruise.

She felt a wordless anger fill her chest, angry at the scumbag father, and angry at the self-deception and weakness of the woman in front of her.

"Dad didn't mean it, he was just in a bad mood to be so fierce." The woman was silent for a moment.

Zuo Yu stared into her eyes, "But he also hit my mother." ”

The woman hugged him, "Xiao Yu is good, Dad is just in a bad mood, he will be fine soon." Then let's go to the amusement park together, okay? ”

Zuo Yu hesitated for a moment, hugged her and whispered, "Can you go?" ”

The woman nodded, "We'll go next time, and we'll go when Dad's work is not busy." ”

Zuo Yu nodded.

The picture changed, Zuo Fuzhong walked in a little drunk with a briefcase, and then opened the refrigerator and took a few bottles of wine.

The woman in the kitchen walked out, wiped her hands happily and said, "My husband is off work?" ”

Zuo Fuzhong ignored her.

The woman was a little embarrassed, and tried to change the subject, "Tomorrow is the weekend, you shouldn't have to go to work, right?" ”

Zuo Fuzhong poured a bottle of wine and said impatiently, "What are you talking about, Lao Tzu is hungry, so don't hurry up and cook." ”

The woman hurriedly walked into the kitchen, and a voice came out, "I cooked noodles, so I'll bring them to you." ”

Zuo Fuzhong lost his temper and kicked the table in front of him, "Who the fuck wants to eat noodles, fry a few dishes for Lao Tzu!" ”

The woman was startled, and some soup spilled from the bowl and splashed on her hands, and she scrambled to rinse it under the cold water.

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