Chapter 6 Abuse

At this time, the mother's appearance was too terrifying, and the little guy did not dare to step forward and called timidly, "Mother."

The tingling pain in the brain gradually faded as the memory was received.

After Bei Yutang received the scattered memories of the original owner, a complicated smile appeared on her lips. Although the memory is scattered, it is enough for her to understand her current situation.

He now finds himself in a remote small mountain village in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Muzhi Tao is a widow, and she is a fat and ugly widow with a pungent personality and a very bad reputation. He is completely disgusted by his parents and hated by his in-laws.

"Mother." The little guy's cowardly voice sounded again.

Bei Yutang looked at the little guy, and when he saw the medicine bowl in his hand, he didn't dare to look at her at all, he shrank and held the medicine bowl with both hands.

"Mother, drink the medicine." The little guy Nuonuo's soft voice sounded.

Bei Yutang stretched out her hand and took the bowl of black medicine, but she knew that this family had no money, so how could it be possible to buy medicine.

"This medicine..."

Before she could finish her words, the little guy knelt on the ground again with a 'boom', his little face turned pale, and his dark and bright eyes were full of fear.

The little guy explained eagerly, Xu was too eager, and the words became intermittent, "I asked for this, this, and the medicine from Aunt Wang. I didn't spend any money, I really didn't spend a penny."

The little guy secretly aimed at Bei Yutang, his indifferent expression made him unable to tell whether he was happy or angry. In this way, she made the little guy more and more uneasy. She shrank her neck and lowered her head, ready to endure the whipping of her mother.

Looking at his appearance, combined with Muzhimoo's fragmentary memory, I also know why he is like this.

Mu Zhitao had a very bad attitude towards this son, beating or scolding him if he was right or wrong, and many of the household chores were done by the little guy. From the age of three, he began to do laundry and cooking, and if he did not do well, he would be beaten by the original owner, Muzhimomo.

In the past, although Muzhi Tao was not very good to the little guy, it was okay.

Since several marriages have been discussed, they have all failed because of carrying an oil bottle. Mu Zhitao's attitude towards him has become worse and worse. He often beats him, and even beat the little guy to death a few times. Life is hard, life should not die, survived.

"Honey, get up, mother won't hit you." Bei Yutang tried to keep her voice soft.

The little guy raised his head cowardly and glanced at her secretly, seeing that there was really no anger on his mother's face.

"Get up."

The little guy still didn't dare to get up. After confirming again and again that his mother really wouldn't hit him, he slowly got up.

Bei Yutang drank the bitter medicine in the bowl in one breath, and there was no candied fruit prepared by his brother next to the medicine bowl. When he thought of his brother and what happened to the Bei family, Bei Yutang's indifferent eyes showed a cold chill, and his hands clenched into fists.

Gu Pianran, Tang Jingyu, and those men, I, Bei Yutang, will one day kill you all with my own hands to avenge the more than 300 souls in my Bei family.

The little guy trembled. Although his mother was not as angry as usual at this time, it made him feel more frightened than when she was angry.

The little guy was completely shrunk with a thin and small body, and he didn't dare to breathe, for fear of attracting the attention of his mother and being severely beaten.

Bei Yutang put down the medicine bowl, noticed the shivering little guy, opened his mouth to call his name, but couldn't call out the vulgar name when he came to his mouth.