Madman can not distinguish right from wrong, just as a chase game.
"It depends on what the next task is Cough... " The woman coughed and saw the blood on the madman's head: "ah Qiang, what's the matter? How are you injured? I didn't mean to ask you to pay attention to safety. We don't have money to see a doctor!"
The madman didn't care about the wound and shook his head: "it's OK. I'm ok. I don't need to see a doctor. Mom, are you better?"
"Not dead yet!" Coughing, the woman took out a band aid from the drawer and said, "come here, I'll put it on for you."
The madman, with a smile on his face, ran over, sat down in front of her and hung his head.
The woman put the band aid where he was injured.
"Mom, here you are. I checked the calendar. Today is mother's day. Happy mother's Day!"
The madman didn't know how tired he was and offered his wild flowers to his mother.
At this time, there was movement outside the door. The woman was more alert and looked at the door.
Tang Yaoyao just stood at the door, looking at the woman lying on the bed.
The woman is very surprised, fundus emerge panic, perhaps did not expect Tang Yaoyao to find so fast.
He knocked out the madman's hand and said excitedly, "who's your mother? I don't have a son like you. Get out, get out!"
Severe cough.
The flower sprinkled all over the ground, the madman was very injured, his eyes were red, but he didn't have time to care about his wound, so he gave the woman a smooth breath first: "Mom, are you OK, you don't like flowers, let's not, ah Qiang, take medicine for you!"
"Mother and son love each other?"
Tang Yaoyao looked at the scene and said sarcastically.
The woman lying on the bed is the widow who drugged Tang Shengze.
I didn't know she had a crazy son.
And although the madman is crazy, he listens to his mother very much.
"Who are you and how did you get into my house? I don't welcome you. Get out of here!" The widow was very excited, which was totally different from her docility in dormancy for so many days in the Tang family.
Perhaps the fate of the throat, the widow's face now haggard, like critically ill.
She doesn't want to be bound by the status quo. She wants to get rid of it. She can't get rid of it. She becomes extreme, irritable and unreasonable.
In fact, they are in a state of poverty, unable to break free from the shackles, and more or less become dark because of pressure.
Widows are the best example.
You can't break through the darkness, you can't abandon yourself.
But Tang Yaoyao was not a philanthropist, and he would not pity their poor family. He forgot the main thing: "did you poison my father?"
"I don't understand what you're saying." The widow was dazed and flustered.
The widow would not say anything, but she was strict.
In this case, Tang Yaoyao also did not ask, with three or two steps to catch them.
Madman protect mother, resist: "what are you doing, don't touch my mother, you villains!"
Tang Yaoyao looked at the madman and said calmly, "ah Qiang, do you know that you are helping your mother kill people?"
The madman looked flustered and shook his head: "I'm playing games. I'm not killing people. I'm playing bumper cars. My mother said that if I play bumper cars well, she will reward me."
"Reward me, my mother is love me, I want my mother to like, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I didn't kill my parents!"
A Qiang was so emotional that his eyes were red that he stopped them and did not allow them to touch the widow.
The room is extremely dark. The walls inside are covered with dust. The space is narrow and suffocating. Apart from a wooden board bed, there is a table and two chairs.
Simple and crude, revealing the breath of poverty.
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