Manual tearing system: I only want to kill people

Jing He ran to Jing's house, banged on the door and shouted for Jing Qi to come out.

"father!"

"Come out and see me, I am your favorite little son!"

"I am Jinghe, I am not Qixi."

"Ask them to let me in. I can prove that I am Jinghe. I want to find my brother. Send a letter to my brother quickly. You are all a bunch of idiots. Only my brother can know who I am!"

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Jing He screamed hoarse. The Jing family's housekeeper heard the voice and thought this person was crazy. Knowing that this was the servant's daughter who had been delivering food to the Jing family, he quickly sent people to Qixi's house and asked her parents to take this crazy daughter away. Seeing that Qixi was a little girl, I didn't feel embarrassed and just pulled her aside.

"Stop barking. I've sent someone to notify your parents."

"Go away!" Jing He became angry and scolded the old housekeeper who had dragged him away: "Old man, you are a dog of our Jing family, are you worthy of stopping me? You are a fool who doesn't understand anything. , when my brother comes back and my identity is restored, I will be the first to kill you."

I don't know how.

Really ignorant.

At this time, Xiao Jinghe had not become so domineering. This was the first time that the old housekeeper was scolded like this. He was annoyed by the scolding and wanted to teach the little girl in front of him a lesson, but he saw that her facial features were distorted and her face was hideous and ugly. She is completely different from the quiet and reserved girl in her memory.

Remembering that she was very polite when they met before, he still felt compassion for her when she was mad.

Perhaps life was too hard, and seeing the extravagance of the aristocratic family, I felt resentful in comparison, and for a while I reached a dead end.

The old housekeeper asked someone to hold down the crazy little girl until her family arrived.

The little girl was handed over to her parents. Her parents were extremely humble, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, bent down and apologized respectfully, with a trembling and pitiful look on their faces, for fear of being blamed, and also worried that their daughter would bump into the elder. Housekeeper, which caused the old housekeeper to mutter a few words in front of the Jing family.

"She's pretty poor, too."

The old housekeeper waved his hand, left these two words and turned around to leave.

Jinghe was held down, and when he saw the old housekeeper about to leave, his eyes almost popped out, and his chest was filled with hatred. His white teeth were almost broken:

"Old guy, stop for me!"

"You've been with me for more than ten years, and you can't even recognize who I am?"

"Trash!"

The father quickly covered his crazy daughter's mouth so that she couldn't say a word. He was so angry that stars appeared in his eyes, and he twisted the soft flesh of his worried daughter hard, wishing to twist the piece of flesh off. Only by eating it in your mouth can you reduce your anger.

"Don't hold us back if you want to!" The father lowered his voice and strangled his daughter's neck with his hand, his veins showing: "You are a low-income bastard who wants to get into the Jing family, right? You think the young master of the Jing family likes you, so you are great. , you will feel better when you get home."

Jing He was filled with despair. He never expected that now he would not even be able to see his father in person. The housekeeper who used to come and go as quickly as he was summoned, like a dog, could now decide his fate with just one word. go.

He is not someone who does not know the importance of power.

It is precisely because he has power that he understands the importance of power. People standing on the steps understand better than those below the steps that every ravine between the steps is full of cruelty.

When he hates someone, all he needs is a look, and there will be people rushing to take that person's life; when he likes someone, even if that person comes from a humble background, there will be people who are willing to find ways to bring them closer. personal distance.

The only god in the world is power.

Jinghe only knew the importance of power after he had it, so he placed his hope in the future. He was dragged home. It was dark and he could not see the road.

The father cursed and walked forward quickly. Jinghe was pressed on the neck and could not lift his head. The mother kept wiping her tears and repeatedly said what should be done.

When they got home, they were beaten again. This time, instead of driving their daughter out, the parents tied her up and locked her in the woodshed.

The father beat and cursed at the same time. After his anger subsided, he threw the stick away and went back to the house to sleep. Within three seconds of lying on the bed, a thunderous snoring came through the wall.

The mother stood in front of her daughter, her eyes red:

"Why are you always so dissatisfied? It doesn't matter if a girl comes from a family that is not well-behaved and sensible. It still makes me sad."

"When you saw how beautiful the dancers danced, you said you wanted to learn to dance. Your father and I worked hard to correct your unhealthy idea, but now you are finally willing to learn to dance. After dancing, you became this crazy look again."

"I'm a good, innocent girl, don't do anything, just show your face for people to watch and enjoy."

"I know that your roots are not right. Your ideas are different from others. You may look honest on weekdays, but you are most rebellious on the inside."

"I'm so disappointed in you."

The mother was crying as she spoke, with tears streaming down her cheeks like someone who didn't want money. She began to divulge old scores, wishing she could even say a dozen words of criticism for not holding her chopsticks and dropping them on the table during the Chinese Valentine's Day meal. , from dull mind to incorrect thinking.

Jinghe was drowsy, but when he heard the word dance, he became energetic.

Jinghe remembered.

When he was this age, he did meet a girl. The girl was pretty and her every move and smile was as pure as the moonlight in the sky.

Jinghe had almost forgotten what happened specifically, but he remembered that he liked that girl very much at that time. He liked her innocence, harmlessness, petiteness and weakness. This type has always been Jinghe's favorite. Jinghe’s aesthetics have not changed now.

But what he remembered was not the girl's beauty, but her depravity.

Yes, when Jinghe liked her the most, he learned that she actually liked dancing.The reason is very funny, because her father hosted a banquet for the uncles and invited a troupe to perform to cheer up the fun. At that time, she came along to deliver the food and saw several female dancers dancing to the music of the guzheng.

She was mesmerized by the dancers' moves at a glance. Jinghe investigated privately and learned that she had even secretly started to learn from them.

Jinghe was angry and disappointed.

The girl he likes does not have to have a family background or talent to practice special abilities, but she must be clean and pure in all aspects.

Now you learn to dance at such a young age, and when you grow up, you are not allowed to dance for others?Twisting your waist, wearing clothes that can outline your body, like those dancers, can it be fun for a little money, and can you be ridiculed and teased in public, and become a bargaining chip to add to the entertainment?

Jinghe was really sad and angry that the person he liked had lost his integrity.