That slap landed squarely on his face.
It was crisp and loud.
Yu Meijuan used all her strength, pouring out all her despair and madness.
Yu Hao's head buzzed, and he was completely stunned by the blow, his face turning sharply to one side.
My cheeks went numb at first, and then a burning pain, like oil poured on a fire, suddenly flared up.
He was beaten.
His mother was furious and beat him much harder than this.
But never before had he felt such pain, as if his soul was about to leave his body.
You jinx!
Yu Meijuan seemed to have gone completely mad, gripping his collar tightly with both hands, her nails digging fiercely into his flesh.
Her eyes were frighteningly red; they weren't filled with anger, but with a fear as if the sky were falling.
Why did you come?! Huh?!
"Siyuan's only way to survive, his only hope, has been completely ruined by you, you good-for-nothing!"
"You're still making up these lies to stab us in the heart! Do you want us to die?!"
Her roar was sharp and piercing, like a blunt knife, cutting into Yu Hao's heart again and again.
He suddenly understood.
Yan Yu is right, his brother is absolutely right.
It's not that they don't believe.
I can't believe it.
The words "the road is blocked" are not just news; they are a death sentence.
They simply pulled out the last rope that held them together on the edge of the cliff, the rope that allowed them to survive.
"I didn't lie... really..."
His explanation was so weak that it made me dizzy.
"Let him go."
A cold voice came, devoid of any emotion.
It's Xu Wenbo.
He supported his swaying wife and pulled her tightly into his arms.
Those eyes looking through the lenses were like a thousand-year-old dry well, without ripples, without anger, only a deathly stillness.
That look in his eyes was like looking at a pile of hopeless garbage.
Yu Hao's heart ached more than his face had just been slapped.
He felt a chill run down his spine from that gaze and staggered back a step.
With her last bit of strength, Yu Meijuan gave him a powerful push, sending him flying out of the door.
"Bang!"
The door slammed shut behind him, cutting him off from everything.
Yu Hao stood in the wind and snow, utterly dejected.
My face was burning, but my heart was cold and numb.
He trudged along like a lost soul, stumbling and shuffling, but stopped halfway through.
Go back to the educated youth settlement?
He was too ashamed to face Yu Siyuan.
He dragged his leaden legs and, as if possessed, walked to the lonely courtyard at the end of the village.
The tall earthen wall blocked out all the wind and snow.
But Yu Hao knew that inside the wall, there was light, warmth, and delicious food that he had never tasted in his life.
That's another world.
A world he couldn't squeeze into, nor was he worthy of.
He could no longer hold on, and slid down the cold wall, burying his head deep in his knees.
He curled up into a ball, like a dog abandoned by its owner, letting the wind and snow bury him little by little.
...
Inside the house, the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed) was scalding hot.
Yan Yu noticed the commotion outside almost instantly.
A chilling killing intent flashed in his eyes. Just as he was about to use his mental power to remove the foolish thing, the little girl in his arms stirred.
Ruan Tang was sleeping soundly when her feather-like eyelashes trembled uneasily.
"Whoosh!"
Beside the pillow, Little White, who had been sleeping sprawled out, suddenly sat up straight. Its long, silver-tipped ears turned alertly, its dark purple eyes flashed with a sharp light, and it made a threatening "squeak" sound that only Yan Yu could hear.
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