Question girl, whose fault is it?

Cang Pan flees the worker's house, I am a bereavement dog.

Painfully chased me with a knife behind my back. I had to escape from the beginning. I saw the bloody scene the first time I ran a new road, and I didn't have the ability to deal with it.

Only a few feet away, the little girl stood in front of me.

"My mother said you came to help me. You will leave before you start." The little girl grabbed me and cried.

"I can't help you." I said frustratedly.

"I'll go with you, I can't stay in this house anymore." The little girl said sadly.

The worker and her husband also chased them out, standing by and watching their daughter and me, not knowing what to do.

"Go away, I don't want to see you again, you just ruined my servants!" The little girl yelled at her parents fiercely.

The co-workers and her husband had a cold heart. Their daughter, whom they obeyed in all sorts of ways, treated them so viciously, and the two of them turned their heads and went home.

Many passers-by looked at me as if I was a criminal who tricked underage girls, whispering and talking, and some people wanted to kill me with their eyes!

But other people's parents don't care, and those murderous eyes are not easy to shoot.

I was also flustered, it was a bit of a guilty conscience.

I hurriedly pushed the little girl home, but she didn't come back when she died, and wanted to die with me, so I had no choice but to take her to have something to eat. Besides, it was time to eat at noon.

I took the little girl to eat really kung fu, and almost couldn't enter the restaurant. Now it is time for epidemic prevention and control, and I need a health code. The little girl does not have her own mobile phone.

Nowadays, there are almost no children in their teens who do not have their own mobile phones. Her family is indeed very difficult, I also know.

The little girl has real kung fu, and it can be regarded as an advanced enjoyment.

She ate with relish, but I didn't have any taste, watching her eating silently.

This ugly little girl has a terrible life.

God threw her an ugly body, sent her to the poorest family, and imposed a terrible life on her. It's not fair!

If she is a beautiful little girl, there must be many people to help her.

But now there is no one to help her.

Even I am not willing to help her.

"Uncle, why don't you eat it?" The little girl quickly finished a real Kung Fu set meal. Seeing that I didn't eat a bite, she looked at my set meal and asked.

It can be seen that the little girl has not eaten enough, she has a big appetite, and only two sets of meals are enough.

I quickly transferred my package to her.

"I'm not hungry at all." I said.

The little girl refused me, so I had to buy another one. My stomach was hungry, but I had no taste.

If I don't buy another one, the little girl will never eat it again.

Lost, I walked into the field of new media, hoping to find myself here. I was hit hard at the beginning, and I couldn't find my shadow at all. I sank for half a year, and now I set off again. I originally wanted to visit this little girl's story, collect some materials and write something, hoping to use a more realistic life experience and find more valuable things, but it failed the first time.

Now the opportunity has reappeared!

But can I still use this little girl now?

I just appeared in front of her, and a new problem has occurred.

If I don't come to this little girl, and she will stay at home now, this new problem won't happen.

Her mother also said that I would help her, but I am hurting her now.

I called my coworker and said that she would take her daughter home soon. I can’t figure out why the coworker didn’t call me. Why don’t they care about their daughter?

"Uncle, I won't go home anymore! I will go with you. I will be your daughter. I will be like your son under your guidance. I will try my best to study well and enter a good university. I earn a lot of money to repay you for your work. I won’t go home!” The little girl listened to my call.Said hurriedly.

A lot of people are really kung fu, it's hard to talk about these topics.

has finished eating too.

I took the little girl to buy some snacks that the little girl liked, and went to talk in a corner of a small park with no one.

Up to now, my knowledge of this little girl is still in the scope of the worker introducing her daughter.

"I heard your mother say that you like playing football very much, and you play very well. You are the main player in the school. The city sports correction is ready to recruit you. You will be very happy, very happy!" Find a light topic to talk about.

I think this little girl might be happy!

When I finished speaking, I saw more dark clouds on the little girl's face.

"I'm not happy, I'm not happy. No one knows my heart! I don't like playing football at all, I hate playing football, I hate playing football, I hate to play football! I already look ugly. , Playing football makes my body even more ugly. You see, these thick thighs are more than twice as big as the legs of ordinary girls. I am short, and this ratio is so ugly and ugly! Two hands are thick It's as ugly as a winter melon, and has a waist like this bucket. Oh my God, that girl would like this kind of herself, let alone others?" The little girl almost cried.

No one knows the sadness and pain in her heart.

"Do you know why I still play football? No one knows! Not long after I was born, my dad fell ill. From then on, I can no longer work. My mom is the only one to support the family. My mom Although she was in high school, she couldn't find a good job with her little knowledge. She had to take care of her father's body. She could only find some rough work near her home. Sometimes she went to work as a small job on the construction site, sometimes she went to the street to sweep the floor, and sometimes she went to the toilet. Cleaning up, never had a steady job, didn’t earn much money, and life tortured her very hard, so she often scolded her dad. I don’t know when, later on, there were often different strange men looking for mom, and dad didn’t dare to see it. Just to say, I was scolded by my mother as a waste thing, and I still didn’t dare to breathe out. My mother scolded my dad, and my dad beat me. When my mom was very unhappy, she also used me to scold me. At that time I was very young I started this kind of life at the age of.

When I grow up,After going to school, I thought I would suffer a little less sin. But when I went to school, my classmates saw me as ugly and short, and the poorest ugly girl in the school. She often laughed at me and bullied me. No classmate liked me. I was bullied at home and also bullied at school. My classmates bully me, they are the same size as me, I am not afraid, whoever bullies me, I will fight whoever, but they united to beat me, and even told me in front of the teacher that I provoke them. Whether at home or in school, I don't have an environment where I can study at ease. I have become the worst student in learning, and my teachers don't like me.

When I was beaten and scolded by my father and mother at home, bullied by my classmates at school, and misunderstood and scolded by my teacher, I can only complain to God. Will God pay attention to me?

One day I was bullied by a few classmates, and the teacher scolded me. I didn’t go to class and went to sit on a football field outside the school. I saw a football. I was angry with it and kicked it. I imagined it was my classmates. , Is an innocent teacher, and my dad who beat me, I played fiercely, fiercely, and kept playing, so I took this football every day and played it on the way to school. Playing on the way home from school was addictive and kicked myself into the school football team. After playing for a long time, I kicked out my current body and it became even uglier. I have also become stronger. If male classmates bully me, even one or two people can't beat me, even my father can't beat me. From then on, as long as anyone bullied me, I beat him to make me aunt. Even my father is afraid of me. My temper is getting bigger and bigger, and my mother dare not control me. I almost became the most disliked person in the world.

There is a boy in our school who no one likes me like me. Only he came to play with me and he became my boyfriend. My parents also learned about it later. If they wanted to control us, I had a fight with them. It caused them to no longer care about me.

But who understands my feelings!

The little girl was crying.

I also listened to it silently with tears.

This is a terrible thing!

I can't describe it with anything!

I am not so rich. To describe it in words!

I don’t know how to comfort her and heal her pain!

I understand why she doesn’t want to go back to that home!

She needs help too much!

But has anyone helped? She?

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