As soon as they left, Ma Huijuan used her bloodied and mangled hands to remove the smelly sock from Kunkun's mouth and untie the rope for him.
By this time, it was completely dark outside.
The abandoned brick factory was about five kilometers away from their home, and she had to lead him forward in the dark.
Several times, because they were unfamiliar with the road, they almost fell into the ditch next to them.
Kun Kun ran out of strength after walking for a while, so Ma Huijuan carried him on her back and they continued their arduous journey.
Tonight, there was no moon or starlight, and the fog was thick. The distant tree branches looked like demons and monsters, which frightened Kunkun so much that he buried himself in his mother's back and dared not breathe.
Ma Huijuan had long since run out of tears; her only goal now was to go home.
After walking for more than an hour, she felt as if her legs were sealed in cement and she had lost all feeling. Finally, she saw the lights of her home.
"Sis, where have you been? Why are you so late?" Ma Huiwen asked them irritably when she saw them.
But when they saw her bloodied and mangled hands by the light, they quickly helped to lift the sleeping Kun Kun down from the bed.
"What happened?"
After putting Kunkun on the bed, Ma Huiwen pressed her for answers.
Ma Huijuan silently washed her hands, and after washing, she went to the drawer to find ointment to apply to the wound.
"Sister, say something! Who hurt you?" Ma Huiwen grabbed her shoulder and kept asking.
Perhaps sensing that Ma Huiwen would find out sooner or later, she said indifferently:
"Jiang Rou threatened me, telling me to leave the capital or she would kill Kun Kun."
After listening, Ma Huiwen seemed to be deep in thought, and after a long while, she said:
"Don't be afraid of her. She's all show and no substance now. She might just whip you to death anytime soon."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
