Chapter 129: The child is beaten, the mother is hurt

Zhou Shufen took Ji Zhenzhen's hand and walked towards home, introducing her as they walked.

Ji Huainan and Shen Yunshu also followed behind them.

The people in the slum looked at the backs of the Ji family of four and sighed with emotion.

"Shufen is really happy that the kidnapped girl is back."

"Anyone would be happy if it were you."

"This Zhenzhen girl, you can tell from the looks of it that she must have suffered a lot these years. She's so thin and doesn't look very good. She's 17 years old, but she still looks like a child. You can tell from the looks of it that she hasn't had a good time these years."

"Now that she's been found, Shufen, as her mother, will definitely take good care of her and make it up to her. She will be fine in the future."

"Yes. This child will be blessed in the future."

"I've never heard of anyone being found after being abducted for so many years. Zhenzhen is the first one, so she's lucky."

To be honest, it is really uncertain whether those abducted people are alive or dead after being abducted.

"After all, this is a good thing. I hope that all the abducted people can come back one day." Someone finally made such a sigh, and everyone agreed.

At this time, Zhou Shufen had already come home holding Ji Zhenzhen's hand.

She introduced every corner of the house to Ji Zhenzhen, "This is your brother and sister-in-law's room, this is mom's room, and this one... is yours."

Ji Zhenzhen was led by her mother into a bright and spacious room.

The room was very clean, without a speck of dust, and everything was neatly arranged. You could tell it was cleaned and tidied regularly.

Ji Zhenzhen suddenly remembered that her brother said that the room in the house that belonged to her had always been reserved for her.

Her eyes fell on the bed.

"This bed has been made by mom, you can rest anytime you want. Also, this quilt was put outside to dry in the sun today."

The quilt looked brand new, with beautiful flowers embroidered on it.

Ji Zhenzhen stretched out her hand, touched the bed, touched the quilt, and seemed to be able to feel the warmth of the sun lingering on the quilt.

She was suddenly stunned.

So, she can have her own room in the future?

Can I sleep in a bed?

Can I have a thick, warm, brand new quilt?
"Come, Zhenzhen, come here."

The next second, Ji Zhenzhen was pulled to a cabinet by her mother again.

Soon, the closet was opened, and Ji Zhenzhen looked at the neatly folded, new clothes.

"This is the dress your mother makes for you every year."

"The dress you are wearing now belongs to your sister-in-law, it doesn't look like it fits you very well."

"It's okay. Mom has some new clothes for you. I'm sure there will be some that will fit you."

So Zhou Shufen took out all the clothes from the closet, put them on the bed, and then compared them one by one according to her height.

"This one seems too big, and this one is also quite big. It seems you have to wait until you are older and in better shape before you can wear them..."

Just as she compared, Zhou Shufen's eyes began to turn slightly red.

When she compared the clothes, she realized how thin and small her daughter was.

Zhenzhen must have suffered a lot over the years.

The few pieces of clothing she picked up earlier were made for Zhenzhen when she was 13, 14, or 15 years old.

Afraid that the size would not fit, she specially observed many girls of the same age before making it.

Of course, these clothes are not very different.

Logically speaking, Zhenzhen should feel that the clothes she is wearing now are too small.

but……

After comparing, I saw that these clothes, which should be smaller than Zhenzhen's body, seemed so loose.

She couldn't control her emotions and her eyes turned red.

However, for fear that Zhenzhen would worry, Zhou Shufen tried hard to suppress her emotions.

After comparing them, she finally felt that they were just barely suitable until she found the clothes she made for Zhenzhen when she was 10 years old. "Zhenzhen, how about we try this one on?" Zhou Shufen asked cautiously, fearing that Zhenzhen would not like the clothes.

"But these clothes were made several years ago, so they may not look that good. If you don't like them, mom will take you to the department store and we can buy them."

Before Zhou Shufen finished speaking, Ji Zhenzhen took the clothes, opened her mouth, and silently said two words, "I like it."

How could she not like it?
My brother said that these were the new clothes that my mother would make for her every year. There were more than a dozen sets in total, and she saw some obvious children's clothes among them.

She knew that it was made by her mother for her to wear when she was a child.

Each of these sets, every stitch and every thread, is a testament to her mother's love for her.

How could she not like it?

She likes it very much, really likes it.

"Mom, can you help you change it?" Zhou Shufen asked tentatively again.

Ji Zhenzhen saw the expectation in her mother's eyes and nodded. It was not until her clothes were half taken off that she realized something.

Her body doesn't look good, with so many scars.

She, she didn't want her mother to see it.

Ji Zhenzhen was about to put her clothes back on, but it was too late.

"Don't block it, don't block it, let mom see how much my Zhenzhen has suffered over the years." Zhou Shufen actually saw some traces vaguely, and at this time, she spoke with a tearful tone.

Ji Zhenzhen didn't want to see her mother cry.

So he took his mother's hand and put it on his clothes, indicating that he was willing to let his mother see it.

Zhou Shufen finally saw the dense scars that covered almost the entire body.

Some looked like old injuries.

Some of the injuries were obviously recent.

Zhou Shufen stretched out her hand and touched the scars with her fingertips.

She touched her very lightly, as if she was afraid of touching her daughter again.

She looked at the scars and felt that each one of them, one after another, was also inflicted on her body.

When a child is beaten, the mother feels pain.

At this moment, Zhou Shufen was really heartbroken. It hurt so much.

"My precious daughter, I wish I could hold her in my hands every day and give her the best. As a mother, I can't bear to touch her even once."

"How dare they, how dare they..."

Zhou Shufen could no longer hold back her emotions and burst into tears.

When Ji Zhenzhen saw her mother crying, she also cried.

The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried together.

But later, Ji Zhenzhen still reached out her hand, clumsily and gently patted her mother's back, silently comforting her mother.

How she wished she could speak.

If she could talk, she would definitely tell her mother.

Tell Mom -

Mom, don’t cry. Now that I can return to your side, Zhenzhen is very satisfied.

Outside the room, Ji Huainan and Shen Yunshu also heard the crying of the mother and daughter, and saw the mother and daughter hugging each other and crying bitterly.

The two of them tacitly chose not to go in.

Perhaps, both Zhou Shufen, the mother, and Zhenzhen, the daughter, need to cry bitterly.

I need to vent my emotions.

Only by venting the emotions that have been suppressed for a long time can your body avoid getting sick and you can live a better life in the future.

It will be fine, it will.

Just like there is always a rainbow after the rain.

Now that the suffering is over, everything will be fine!