In the picture created by the ghost, I saw an innocent little girl who suddenly fell from heaven to hell.

Since her mother died, the little girl seemed to have never seen a smile on her face.

For such a young child, after losing his biological mother, he soon received a stepmother, and then his life was like a continuous nightmare.

The human heart is the most vicious thing in the world, bar none.

No one with a bad heart or a dog's lungs can compare with the human heart.

In the picture constructed by the ghost, I heard the woman named Huang Yamei say in a vicious voice countless times that Xiaoxiao was a tart and a broom star who killed her own mother and now comes to bring bad luck to her.

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I saw countless disasters in this little child.

She was still so young, at the age when she was acting like a spoiled child in her parents' arms, and she was the apple of their parents' and grandfather's eyes.

Hold it in your hand for fear of falling, hold it in your mouth for fear of melting.

What happened to Xiaoxiao?

There are many pictures that I can't bear to see, but they still keep popping up in my mind.

A little girl of six or seven years old had to make breakfast for her lazy parents when she got up in the morning.

If you make a slight mistake, you will be punched and kicked.

At first, Zhao Ruijie still felt sorry for his daughter, but the vicious woman named Huang Yamei kept whispering next to Zhao Ruijie's pillow, saying that Xiaoxiao was a drag, that Xiaoxiao was a burden, and that Xiaoxiao was a evil spirit.

Xing... As time went by, even this biological father became prejudiced and even disgusted with his daughter.

This is the same attitude as the father, and the stepmother is even more unscrupulous.

I saw that Xiaoxiao was severely beaten, deprived of food, locked in the toilet at night, and deprived of sleep because she did not finish washing their clothes within the prescribed time.

Xiaoxiao was so scared that she didn't even dare to cry because she was afraid of being beaten by her stepmother again.

For countless nights, Xiaoxiao's thin figure would huddle in a corner, looking at the old mulberry tree outside the window.

She missed the days when her mother was still alive, holding her in her arms and calling her sweetheart.

She missed her mother's smile and everything about her mother, but none of it could come back.

The next day, she will still face a nightmare life.

Once, I saw Xiaoxiao helping Huang Yamei carry water to wash her feet. The basin was very big, but Xiaoxiao was very small.

She was carrying a footbath and was staggering when she walked.

As a result, he accidentally fell to the ground and the water in the basin spilled all over the floor.

Huang Yamei acted like she was crazy, holding a stick and beating Xiaoxiao constantly: "You broomstick, damn you! You can't even do this job well. You've made the house so dirty. I won't beat you."

Damn you little beast!"

"Mom, don't fight...please don't fight. I'll clean up in a moment, don't fight..." Xiaoxiao begged, but it didn't work at all.

She looked at her biological father as if asking for help, but his eyes looked at her with a hint of disgust and irritation.

All the pleadings were in vain, and they all turned into raindrops of sticks falling on him.

Her little body was covered in bruises and bruises.

After the beating, Xiaoxiao brought a mop and cleaned the water stains in the room bit by bit. She did not dare to cry, and the tears of frustration flowed down her eyes bit by bit.

Why it became like this, Xiaoxiao didn't know.

She just misses her mother.

Whenever Xiaoxiao couldn't resist anymore, Xiaoxiao would secretly hide in the house, take out the photo of her mother when she was alive, touch the photo over and over again, and call her mother softly: "Mom... where are you? You

When will you come back? I miss you so much. Dad doesn’t want me anymore... Wuwu..."

There was no response, as if the whole world had abandoned him.

One night, Xiaoxiao came home from school. Because she didn't sleep well last night, she was very sleepy. She fell asleep when she got home and forgot to finish cooking.

Huang Yamei, who came back from playing mahjong, saw the cold pot and cold stove when she got home, and she immediately became angry.

He picked up a stick from outside and beat Xiaoxiao hard, who was sleeping on the table.

Xiaoxiao was beaten until she kept wailing and begging for mercy. Only when she was beaten so hard that she couldn't cry anymore and lay motionless on the ground, Huang Yamei stopped.

Xiaoxiao was in great pain, and it felt like all the bones in her body were broken.

She misses her mother very much, and she has never missed her mother as much as she does now.

When my mother was still alive, she was never willing to give her a hug. Even if she fell to the ground, she would immediately pick her up, with distressed tears rolling in her eyes.

Xiaoxiao lay on the ground alone, fainted from the pain.

When she woke up again, Huang Yamei and his biological father Zhao Ruijie were already asleep.

It was late at night and very quiet.

Only the old mulberry trees outside were blown by the wind, making a rustling sound, just like mother whispering in my ears...

In Xiaoxiao's mind, she suddenly thought of a text she had learned in kindergarten, The Little Match Girl.

The little girl froze to death on the street and saw her grandmother.

Is it true that as long as I die, I can see my mother?

Thinking of this, Xiaoxiao firmly believed in this idea, and she finally got up from the ground.

She didn't dare to make any sound for fear of waking up the sleeping demon.

My whole body aches, and old wounds are adding new ones.

After a long time, Xiaoxiao used all her strength to gently move a chair out of the house and moved it to the side of the old mulberry tree.

Xiaoxiao climbed onto the chair, but still couldn't reach the branches of the old mulberry tree.

So Xiaoxiao returned to the house, took out a maza and placed it on the stool.

Xiaoxiao climbed onto the stool with a trembling body, and then climbed onto the maza. Her little body was trembling.

She took out a red belt that her mother had used before she was alive, hung it on the branch of the big mulberry tree, and put her neck into the belt.

The wind blew, and the old mulberry tree made a rustling sound, like the sound of a mother speaking softly in his ear.

Xiaoxiao held the photo of her mother when she was alive, looked at it carefully, and wiped the photo with her dirty hands, which made the photo even dirtier.

"Mom... I want to find you. I miss you so much."

Xiaoxiao's tears flowed out silently again. He looked back at the house where his father lived, and then at his mother's photo. Suddenly, with a sudden force on his foot, the little horse fell off the stool.

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Then Xiaoxiao's body hung on the old mulberry tree, and a feeling of suffocation suddenly enveloped her.
Chapter completed!