"Move aside, let me take a look!"
Song Kexing dressed up as a middle-aged man, lowered his voice, and strode over.
Song's father looked alert: "Who are you? Where is Song Kexing?"
Song Kexing: "You mean the disfigured Comrade Xiao, right? She sent me out through the basement door, and I don't know where she went."
He Ling rushed over: "Doctor! Please check on my son, how is he?"
Song Kexing looked at Song Fubao's condition and replied in a low voice:
"He has a high fever and fainted temporarily. I will give him antipyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs first. He should wake up soon."
As she spoke, she took out the medicine from her bag and asked He Ling to feed it to Song Fubao.
"Wait!" Song's father looked at her questioningly, "Where did Song Kexing get this medicine from? What if there is something wrong with this medicine?"
"I am a freelance doctor she found on the black market. As for whether you believe me or not, it's up to you to decide!"
Song Kexing pretended to be angry, flicked his sleeves and strode away.
After going out, Song Kexing ordered:
"Wan Zi, find an iron chain lock from the space and lock the door of the basement for me!"
The scumbag father still can't see the situation clearly.
In that case, let him have a good taste of it all!
......
In the basement.
Song's father hesitated for a while, but under He Ling's urging, he still gave Song Fubao the medicine.
At noon, Song Fubao's high fever finally subsided and he woke up.
Father Song finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He Ling collapsed on the ground with tears on her face, calling for the old man to bless her.
This day, the whole family only drank some water and didn't eat any food.
There is only one box of cakes left.
Song Fubao was so hungry that he ate half a box.
Mr. Song ate some.
Looking at the half cake left in the box, He Ling swallowed, but still couldn't bear to eat it.
Song Fubao: "Mom, why don't you eat?"
He Ling smiled and said, "It's okay, Mom is not hungry."
Song Fubao: "Oh, then I'll eat another piece!"
He Ling: ...
.....
The night passed in agony.
The injuries of the family members were slightly better, so they decided to take the initiative.
But when they wanted to open the door of the basement, they found it was locked from the outside.
No matter how Song's father shook the door, it didn't move at all.
On the first day of living in the basement, the scumbag father's family collapsed.
Father Song raised his head and roared:
"Song Kexing, you bastard! If I knew you were so unfilial, I should have strangled you to death when you were born!"
He Ling yelled with a ferocious look on her face:
"Song Kexing, bitch! Open the door! Bitch!"
“Ahhhh!”
Song Fubao vented all his anger on the door and kicked it frantically.
However, after struggling for a long time, there was no response.
The exhausted men lay on the ground, their stomachs growling with hunger.
I took the pastry box and counted them. There were a total of 7 pastries in it.
In the end, Song's father ate 2 pieces, He Ling ate 1 piece, Song Fubao ate 2 pieces, and there were 2 pieces left.
The pastry was about the same size as an egg cake. I finished it in a few days without feeling full.
This year, everyone was suffering from hunger.
......
Fourth.
Song's father and Song Fubao ate the last two pieces of cake together, but He Ling didn't eat any.
The water in the kettle was gone, and food was completely out.
I hadn't eaten properly for four whole days, and everyone was starving.
Father Song touched his empty stomach, with a bitter taste in his mouth:
"This won't do. We must talk to that rebellious girl, or we will really starve to death!"
That night, Song's father yelled frantically at the door of the basement, and finally brought Song Kexing over.
Father Song: "As long as you let us out, I can agree to any conditions you ask for!"
Song Kexing: "Okay, give me the dowry property of your ancestors and my mother, and I will let you go."
Song's father's face suddenly changed: "I've already told you no, but you're still holding on to it. Are you sick?"
Song Kexing sneered: "Since you don't want to tell me, I'll leave now."
"Mom, I'm so hungry..." Song Fubao said with a sad face.
Seeing her son like this, He Ling couldn't help but say, "Jianye, why don't you give her the property..."
"Shut up!" Song Jianye slapped him. "I've already said it's over, you idiot, why are you still talking nonsense!"
He Ling covered her cheeks with her hands, her eyes full of resentment and discomfort.
Although Song Chengye was a little serious before, he was very respectful and caring towards her and never hit her.
But now, in just a few short years, he has beaten her several times.
She knew that too many bad things had happened in the past few days and made him upset, but she felt wronged...
Song Kexing stood outside the door and heard the noise inside, but his expression remained unchanged.
The scumbag father is a selfish person from beginning to end. He will turn against you if his interests are affected, no matter who you are.
The so-called love between husband and wife turned into illusion at this moment.
Haha, Song Kexing sneered and turned away.
Hearing the sound of her footsteps leaving, Song's father's tense nerves relaxed.
Seeing his wife hanging her head and looking sad, he became a little impatient:
"He Ling, do you know that you almost ruined the matter just now? If that rebellious girl knew that the property was still there, she would definitely not give up.
If we really give all our property to her, what will we do when we go abroad? Will we be left starving? ”
Song Fubao quickly said, "Dad, Mom is thinking about us, please stop scolding her.
Besides, what if Song Kexing doesn't let us out and we miss the ship in two days? We must find a way to get out. ”
Seeing his son speak, Song's father's tone was not so sharp:
"I have made an agreement with my friend that if I don't go out the next night, I will ask him to come to my house to find me..."
Hearing this, Song Fubao's face lit up with joy.
That means they can really escape!
He turned to persuade his mother, "Mom, don't be angry. Dad didn't hit you on purpose."
"I understand." Faced with her son's persuasion, He Ling felt very uncomfortable.
She suddenly realized that the son she had raised with great difficulty was a selfish person just like his father.
......
No. 꾉꽭.
There is no food and no water.
Everyone was starving and drowsy.
He Ling was still resentful of Song's father for beating her, and she remained silent out of spite.
There was deathly silence in the basement.
Because He Ling eats the least of these.
That night, her body finally couldn't take it anymore.
It felt as if there were millions of hungry ants gnawing at her stomach, causing her to suffer excruciating pain.
"Ahhh, it hurts, it hurts so much, help..."
He Ling covered her stomach and rolled around on the ground frantically.
This scene frightened both Song's father and Song Fubao.
The two looked on in horror, at a loss, not knowing what to do.
He Ling rolled on the ground for two minutes in pain, her whole body covered in sweat, as if she had been fished out of the water.
After a while, Song Fubao asked cautiously, "Mom, are you feeling better?"
He Ling gritted her teeth: "It's okay, don't worry."
Having said that, there is still some hope in my heart.
When her son had a high fever before, she was so anxious that she kowtowed to Song Kexing and admitted her mistake.
But today she was in such pain, and her son did nothing except asking a question.
As for the so-called 꺵꽬, 늀, let alone.
At this moment, He Ling's heart was completely chilled.
......
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