The girl's stepfather continued what the girl's mother said: "That time, his wife went to her parents' house, and she and I were the only ones left at home. Unexpectedly, she broke the faucet when she was taking a bath. I scolded her a few words, and she stopped.

I was convinced and said some very dirty words to me, roughly the following

Cursing our whole family to die and so on, I couldn't bear it, so I beat her a few times. Unexpectedly, she actually bit me hard. I decided to let her take a break from school for a while and go back to my hometown to live with my mother. I couldn't let her

My unborn baby lives in this environment.

She had no objection, and she didn’t argue with us this time. She packed her schoolbag, arrived at the station alone, and took the shuttle bus to my hometown.

Not long after, my poor daughter was born. Seeing how cute she was, everyone loved her. My wife and I were very happy. Every time I changed my daughter’s diapers, I felt extremely happy. That’s it.

She also gradually faded out of our lives.

However, the good times did not last long. About a year later, one evening, my wife and I were feeding our children custard. My mother called us. Unless it was something important, my mother would not take the initiative to call us, for fear of affecting us.

, I had a bad omen, my wife also looked at me, I picked up the phone, and the first thing the mother on the other end of the phone said was: "Come back quickly, this child is becoming more and more abnormal."

I asked: "What's wrong?"

"She now locks herself in her small room all day long and doesn't come out. Sometimes she mutteres words and doesn't know what to say. No one has ever entered her small room. She won't let me in, and sometimes she says rude words to me.

, and what’s even more frightening is that she said you raped her, and she said that one day, we will all pay the price for it.”

When I heard it, it was completely nonsense. I raped her. I told my wife what my mother said.

She felt soft-hearted and burst into tears after hearing this. She kept saying, "What should I do? What should I do?"

I thought: She must not have a mental problem. I thought of a good buddy I played with in high school. He is now a psychiatrist.

I called him and he readily agreed to go back to his hometown with me to see her.

The next day, we drove back early in the morning. My mother was waiting for us at the door. When we entered the house, she was eating breakfast silently.

"Hello!" my friend said to her.

She didn't even raise her head and continued eating her breakfast as if we didn't exist.

"Are you Li Juxiang?" my friend asked again.

"Stop being pretentious here. You are all in the same group. I can summon ghosts now. You will all die when the time comes. I will cut open your stomachs, drink up all your blood, and then throw them away.

In the smelly ditch." She said viciously.

My friend was shocked by her words and said, "Why do you hate us so much?"

She didn't speak again.

I said: "Someone else asked you."

She stared at me with vicious eyes, as if she wanted to eat me. After a long while, she said: "Your bastard has been born, he must be terribly ugly, huh, with a face like yours, can you give birth to a good-looking child?"

clock?"

I was so angry at what she said, and look, that's what she said about her sister, and I said, "Shut up."

Unexpectedly, she picked up the large pot of hot porridge on the table and threw it at my friend and me. My face felt an unbearable heat wave, and my mother quickly ran to the kitchen to get cold water to pour on us.

I said to my friend, "I'm really sorry." In fact, I wanted to beat her up, but my friend was there, so I was really embarrassed.

My friend said: "She is clearly mentally disturbed. Take her back, I will prove it and send her directly to a mental hospital."

Hearing this, I thought this trip was not in vain.

We looked at her cabin later. It was full of weird books and some pictures she had drawn. The contents in the books were all related to ghosts, gods, and hell. The pictures she drew were also about hell.

Door, a photo of a character's death. The male protagonist is me, and the female protagonist is my wife and my little daughter. Not to mention, she is quite talented in painting, but her paintings are too evil.

Just when I thought I was going to get rid of her completely and live a stable life, a little accident happened."

"What?" Captain Hu asked.
Chapter completed!