Chapter 60： The Story of Pan Man 10 ┃ Zhuang Li: This is fun. (1/2)

Like the previous animations, Zhu Miaomiao, who was wearing a white dress, was still walking on that dim street, but with a black garbage bag in his hand.

Walking to a trash can, she looked left and right, and then quickly threw the trash bag into it. After she left, a wild cat scurried into the bucket, pawed open the bag and sniffed gently.

Lying in the bag turned out to be a newborn baby with a blood-stained umbilical cord attached to its belly, eyes closed, mouth slightly open, and weeping weakly. But in this dark night, no one could hear his cry for help, the wild cat licked his face tenderly, and then bit him on the neck.

A string of blood-colored characters jumped on the screen - Quadrokill!

Zhu Miaomiao screamed in fright, then smashed the phone on the ground and stepped on it with her feet. The screen shattered, and the ghostly background sound that came with the cartoon finally stopped.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but their faces darkened.

Zhu Jianrui took a deep breath and kept telling himself that those animations were fake, fake, fake... It was something that had never happened before, and this calmed down his violently churning mood.

However, soon, the ghostly background sound came faintly again, as if a ghost followed suit.

Zhu Miaomiao was so frightened that she hugged Gong Xuanlin's arm tightly, her eyes rolled wildly, and her face was full of panic.

Zhu Jianrui took out his mobile phone, watched the cartoon that started playing automatically and quickly jumped to Part 5, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's my mobile phone ringing. This video is a virus, if we don't finish it, it will Constant autoplay."

"Can you solve it?" Gong Xuanlin asked in a deep voice.

"No problem, the antivirus software I developed can kill it." Zhu Jianrui called up the antivirus software and started scanning his phone, so the auto-playing video was deleted.

However, in the next second, the video on Gong Xuanlin's mobile phone started playing again, and automatically jumped to Part 5. It seems that Zhuang Li is determined to let them watch all the animations.

Since Gong Xuanlin's mobile phone did not have the antivirus software independently developed by Zhu Jianrui installed, they were powerless to stop this poisonous animation.

This time, Zhu Miaomiao, who was wearing a white dress, did not walk on the street at night, but stood in a dilapidated rental house. She bent over and patted a little boy on the head. The face of the little boy was very similar to Zhu Jianrui in reality.

A dialog box appeared above Zhu Miaomiao's head: [Mom is going to work, you are good at home. 】

A bubble also appeared on the top of the little boy's head: [Mmmm, goodbye mom. 】

Zhu Miaomiao left the rental house with a shoulder bag.

The little boy stood on tiptoe to get the kettle on the table, but because he was too weak and not tall enough, he let the mouth of the kettle fall towards him.

The scalding hot water poured on the little boy, and a string of blood-colored characters jumped on the screen - Pentakill!

The ghost sound came to an abrupt end, and the animation finally ended, but Zhu Miaomiao's scream continued. She kept shaking her head, tears in her eyes, as if she was extremely aggrieved.

But Zhu Jianrui had no intention of comforting her at all. Instead, he rolled up his sleeves and unconsciously rubbed the uneven scars that covered his entire right arm. It was scalded by boiling water when he was three years old. The scene is almost the same as in the cartoon, except that what Zhu Miaomiao said to him at that time was not "Mom goes to work", but "Mom goes shopping".

For shopping, she left a three-year-old at home alone.

If Zhu Jianrui had not been smart since he was a child and knew how to save himself, he would have died on the spot miserably and silently.

After that, he experienced high fever for half a month and severe pain that lasted for several months. In order to cure him, Zhuang Li borrowed a lot of money, and the huge debt almost crushed his spine. It was also at that time that as soon as he heard that his son was sick, he would subconsciously ask, "How much will it cost?"

If there was no Zhuang Li, that time, Zhu Jianrui would indeed die. What kind of person Zhu Miaomiao is, he knows better than anyone as a son. She is delicate, timid, indecisive, incapable of working, but she loves to enjoy herself. Counting on her to earn money to support her children is better than expecting that there will never be a war in the world.

With the little money she earned, it was not enough to buy clothes for herself, so how could Zhu Jianrui be sent to the hospital for long-term treatment?

Although this animation is imaginary, it is born out of reality, and it is completely logical.

Zhu Jianrui didn't want to be brainwashed by Zhuang Li, but he couldn't restrain himself. That painful memory has become a psychological shadow that he will never erase.

He looked at Zhu Miaomiao, and the resentment in his eyes revealed unconsciously.

Gong Xuanlin, who also knew this past story from Zhu Miaomiao's mouth, also had a livid face, trying to suppress the anger in his chest.

Zhu Miaomiao wanted to **** the phones of her son and husband, but they pushed them away without pity. There are many secrets hidden in their communication tools, and it is impossible for others to take them in and damage them.

Zhu Miaomiao covered her mouth and cried with tears in her eyes: "Husband, you have to believe me. I will definitely raise my son well. No matter how much I suffer, my son will not suffer. He is not doing well now. Right? He's very nice and smart!"

Gong Xuanlin scolded irritably: "Stop crying!"

If he had said this before meeting Zhuang Li, he would have believed it 100%, and would have cherished Zhu Miaomiao very much and compensated her more. However, after seeing the thick bills, he could no longer accept any of Zhu Miaomiao's words.

She said that she had been very hard and tired all these years. But judging from the bill, Gong Xuanlin really didn't know where she was suffering or tired. She didn't even work a day of work.

If it wasn't for his smart son, he would not look down on a woman like Zhu Miaomiao at all. An eighteen-year-old girl is cute and innocent; a thirty-two-year-old woman is stupid! Fourteen years have passed, and she has not grown in the slightest, which is really difficult for Gong Xuanlin to accept.

He endured the disgust in his heart and handed the phone to his son, "Help me kill the virus."

Zhu Jianrui loaded the antivirus software into his father's mobile phone, checked and killed it again and again, and scanned it with the Trojan horse scanner several times, and said with certainty, "Okay, the phone has been cleaned up."

Gong Xuanlin took back his mobile phone and checked it himself. After confirming that there was no problem, he said with satisfaction, "I'll take you back to the old house for dinner later, your uncle wants to see you."