Snake King begging Ji

Chapter 6 Traveling is not a panacea (3)

Then one day she picked up a book in the garbage dump of the neighbor’s house next door. It was about a little girl in misery who encountered a meteor shower and flew past her, and then traveled to another era and lived a happy life ever since. Life.

Panpan watched with tears streaming down her face, and she carefully put away this worn-out little book.From then on, every night, she looked at the starry sky and prayed silently, hoping that she would also encounter the beautiful and magical meteor shower, and then travel to become a beautiful little princess, with the love of her parents and many delicious snacks.

However, in the end she crossed over, but instead of encountering a meteor shower, she was beaten badly by her father's meteor punch.

Because she overslept during her afternoon nap, she didn't hear the sound of the flute kettle in the kitchen. Later, the water in the kettle was boiled dry, and the only induction cooker in the house was burned out... My father was so angry that he picked her up. Get up, fight left and right, beat and curse: "You damn girl! You can't even boil water, what are you doing here? You know how to sleep all day! Sleep! Sleep! You were born a pig, an ugly fat pig You can sleep so well, I will let you sleep enough!"

Countless fists fell like raindrops, Panpan really felt that his eyes and ears were useless.The bright red liquid dripped down on the forehead, and the face was warm and scarlet...

She was so frightened that she didn't even dare to cry, so she hugged her head desperately and huddled in the corner... She cried in her heart: Dad, my two younger brothers had diarrhea last night. Didn't sleep at night...Dad!I'm your daughter too, do you really hate me so much just because I'm a girl?Why do you never give me every bit of love!
But her father could no longer hear him. This devilish man was beating his oldest and most sensible daughter like crazy, who did most of the housework for the family.

It seemed in his heart that every time he hit her, his gambling debts would be reduced, and every time he hit her, his plight of being unemployed and unable to find a job would be better. The evil spirit that has been aggrieved in my heart for a long time can be reduced a little...
So he beat and beat, anyway, this dead girl has rough skin and thick flesh, and she fights strong and crisply, and she doesn't make a little humming sound, which is much easier to fight than his wife who cries and shouts at every turn... .
(End of this chapter)