Madam, She’s Abusing Scum Again

"You are stupid, who do you blame?"

Bai Zhuocheng looked straightforward and confident and didn't feel that he was wrong at all. The trap they set at the beginning was that he himself wanted to jump in.

Han Rongrong also spoke suddenly, "Yes, stupid son, we have a stupid son."

When she said this, she was still smiling. It seemed that there was a mental problem. She thought that her emotions became distorted for a while after being stimulated.

Bai Ruiqian was annoyed by this.

"Don't you have a trace of regret for so many years? Don't you take the lives of others as fate?"

"Regret." Bai Zhuocheng answered him straightforwardly.

Bai Ruiqian thought he had suddenly repented and would say something to repent, but he was wrong.

Bai Zhuocheng said again: "The thing I regret most in my life is raising a white-eyed wolf like you. If it weren't for you, a little beast, how could we end up where we are today?"

Instead, he blamed Bai Ruiqian.

Seeing that Bai Zhuocheng was unreasonable, Aunt Liu couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Xiaozhou, people like them will never know how to repent. Don't expect them to admit their mistakes."

"Huh? Xiaozhou?" Bai Zhuocheng smiled sarcastically when he heard the new name. "Even the new name has been chosen. It seems to be really unconscionable."

Bai Ruiqian had seen the couple a long time ago, so he didn't expect much from them.

"What's wrong with me having no conscience? For people like you who are conscientious, why do you have the face to talk about conscience with me?"

He disliked Bai Zhuocheng's face most, as if the mistake was always someone else's, and what he did was always right.

Such people are really disgusting to get along with.

"Xiao Qian..." Han Rongrong suddenly raised her eyes, looked at Bai Ruiqian, calling him as before.

Before Bai Ruiqian lost his temper, Aunt Liu was furious.

"Don't call my son, you are not worthy."

She stared at Han Rongrong coldly, and shivered with anger when she thought that this woman had taken her child away. What have you done?"

"I was pregnant in October, and I finally looked forward to the birth day, ready to welcome the first child in my life, but as soon as he landed, you ruthlessly took him away."

"Do you remember how difficult it was when I gave birth to him? Why are you willing to take him away from me? I gave birth to him until he fainted and almost died, but I tried my best to give birth. Kid, why do you take it away and take it away?"

"You lied to me and said that he died. Even so, I never doubted you. I thought you really did your best, but..."

Aunt Liu's voice gradually became choked, "But I really didn't expect that I was deceived by you for more than 20 years."

"I originally had a very happy family, but you ruthlessly destroyed it."

"You are also raised by your parents, why can't you be kinder?"

The thought of living in other people's lies for more than 20 years, Aunt Liu's heart seemed to have been gnawed by thousands of ants.

She couldn't imagine that if Bai Ruiqian did not find the truth, would she never recognize him?

If the Bai family really took this secret to the Yin Cao Difu, would she be kept in the dark for the rest of her life?

Han Rongrong was speechless when she was asked. She used to be an arrogant and domineering woman, but at this moment, she couldn't be arrogant anymore.

She didn't want to say that she was wrong, because in her eyes, it was God and society that was wrong.

It was God who gave her an imperfect body, deprived her of the right to be a mother, and let her go through this short life imperfectly.

Is she wrong?

She just wanted to be a mother, but it was a delusion to her.

What is wrong is the prejudice of this society. A woman who cannot have children is a shame in the eyes of others. She has been nailed to a pillar of shame since she was born.

What can she do?

Once this scar is uncovered, everyone will laugh at her, ridicule her, and taunt her.

She is also just a poor admirer, others can easily have a child, but she can only stare blankly, envy, jealous, hate.

When the girl first grew up, she knew that she would never have a child of her own in this life.

She used to think it was nothing, but as she grew older, fell in love and got married, she found that this was an unavoidable problem and a wound that could never be healed.

She didn't want to kill people, really didn't want to, but she really looked like having a child, a child that belonged to her.

She is afraid of worldly ridicule, so she can only choose to use that despicable and cruel means.

Han Rongrong crouched back, and in the dim light, she could see a lot of white hair on her head.

She didn't answer Aunt Liu's question, and escape was the only thing she could do now.

As a woman, the pain in her heart will never be felt by others, and she does not expect anyone to empathize.

She is not a good person, but she thinks she is not a totally bad person either.

Her badness all came from physical defects and the secular vision of feudal society.

She wants to live beautifully, she has to do some strenuous things.

If you want to ask her if she regrets it?

She probably doesn't regret it, after all, in the past two decades, she has truly experienced what it's like to have a child.

She raised Bai Ruiqian, and it was this child who made her life more complete.

If she hadn't done that in the first place, she would regret it instead.

At this point, she didn't blame anyone anymore. Anyway, she was a dying person. Thinking about her short life, she didn't lack anything.

What's missing is someone who comes to visit her every year after death.

Han Rongrong looked at Bai Ruiqian, her eyes softened.

"Xiao Qian... can you... call me mother again..."

I don't know since when Bai Ruiqian hardly called them much.

She has been there for a long, long time, and hasn't heard him call her mother.

She remembered that when Bai Ruiqian was a baby, the first thing he said was mother.

Han Rongrong thinks that is the most beautiful language she has ever heard in her life.

She wants to hear it again now.

Bai Ruiqian's face was full of anger, and he said coldly: "You, dream, dream!"

Han Rongrong couldn't help crying, and the last wish in life became an extravagant hope.

She lowered her head and wept silently.

Bai Ruiqian looked at his mother, Aunt Liu seemed to have nothing to say.

"Mom, let's go."

Aunt Liu nodded and stopped looking at the Bai family couple on the ground.

"The hatred of killing your father is not shared. Even if you go to hell, I will not let you go."

Bai Ruiqian left such a sentence and took Aunt Liu out of the small black room.

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