Herbert stood in the stairwell and stared at the kitchen.

He looked at his father's land and tightly pulled his mother's hair, and the mother was asking for forgiveness, the more she asked for forgiveness, the more happy Dad was.

Herbert's cheeks were white.

My mother is very painful, very unhappy, why does Daddy have to do this?

The young Herbert, who had understood what they were doing, had said that sex should be a pleasant thing, but Daddy made his mother unhappy.Herbert wanted to go forward and stop, and he wanted to tell Daddy that he had hurt his mother.

Robert turned around and looked at him.

Robert smiled in his eyes, and he smiled softly at Herbert.

Herbert, however, was cold on his back, turned quickly, and ran upstairs.

Herbert hid in the room, and after almost two hours he went upstairs to call him to dinner.

She had changed her clothes, a water-blue dress, and she looked very moving.Herbert stared at his mother, eyes fixed on the collarbone and the bite marks on her shoulder, eyes deep.

After discovering what his son was looking at, Xiao Meng quickly pulled the clothes, and the face flashed for an instant unnatural.

"Come downstairs and eat, and don't let your father wait."

Hearing this, Herbert hurried out of bed, put on his shoes, and went downstairs.He went to the dining-room and looked at Robert, who was waiting for him to eat, and his mouth gnawed tightly.When Herbert sat down, Robert said to him, "Eat must be on time, and no one can wait."

Herbert straightened his back and said unconsciously, "It won't be late."

“Goodness.”The man's praise, the voice is gentle, but the eyes are cold.

Herbert became more nervous.

Robert was very nice when he ate, because he didn’t talk at all.Herbert had something in his heart, and talked to his mother.He asked Xiao Meng, "Mom, you said that the vagabond was missing or was killed."

He shook his head and said softly, "The police will find him."

“I can’t find it!”Herbert said aloud, “They say, ‘The tramp is homeless, and if there is any kiss, the police will not spend any effort to find his whereabouts.’If the rich people who live 17 miles are missing, they will find it."

At what was thought, Herbert pointed to the next door and said, "The rich people like the one next door to us, whose business is the big thing."

The dream sank and asked him, “Where did you hear these words?”

Herbert said, "The coffee-house adults didn't say that."

“Don’t listen to this kind of thing later, and the police are not all useless, or powerful.”

The mother and son almost quarreled, and Robert suddenly put down the chopsticks.The dishes on his plate had not yet finished, and put down the chopsticks, obviously there was something to say.

At the same time, he calmed down with Herbert and did not speak again.

Robert stared at the plate of spicy shrimp on the table, and whispered, "I said, don't make a noise when you eat."He looked up, his smiling eyes sweeping across the faces of a small, small man, and a moment later he withdrew his eyes, but put his hands on the table.

He licked his elbows, put his hands on each other face to face, and asked, “Did you treat what I said as a wind in my ear?”

In a word, the mother and son both closed their mouths and did not dare to speak.

Without hearing an answer, Robert looked at Herbert.

He asked Herbert, “Tell me, child, have you forgotten what I said?”

Herbert's little face tightened.

He gritted his lip and apologized, saying, "I'm sorry Daddy, I won't be here."

Robert was not pleased.

"I hate disobedient children."He raised his eyebrows, still gentle in his voice, "Herbert, why are you so unfailing?"How many times do you have to say it so that you can remember?Is it not necessary to give you some punishment before you can remember what your father said?”

After that, Robert’s eyes became cold.

No more temperature.

If those who knew Robert were to see his face, they would be frightened and sweat.Where is this or that gentle and kind Dr. Ferid?This is a devil wearing a handsome mask!

At the hearing of the word punishment, Herbert did not dare to squeak.

His head was ticking down, and the little body was trembling softly.

She quickly advised Robert, "Robert, the child is still young, don't see him."

As soon as the dream had finished, Robert looked at her.

Robert did not speak, but only slowly picked up the iron fork at hand, and his napkin wiped the iron fork, then raised the iron fork, and made an unusually swift, shocking action.He frowned without wrinkling, and inserted the iron fork hard into the back of the left hand on the table.

“Ah!”

The dream hurt so white, I couldn’t resist, and I screamed.

Herbert was so frightened that he jumped out of his chair and took a quick step back.With his back against the wall, there was no retreat, and Herbert stood on the wall in such a panic, watching the scene in front of him with fear.

He was about to cry.

He saw blood coming out of his mother’s hand and stained the iron fork.

Robert's hand was still pressed on the iron fork, and he stared at his wife with a smile, looking at the money.Like a poem, he said in his gentle and gorgeous voice, "He is still young, are you also small?"

The dream bites the teeth and endures the pain to the distorted face.

Herbert finally opened his mouth timidly, and he cried out, and saw Robert's gaze, and Herbert knelt down on the ground.He said to Robert, "Dad, I was wrong, I'm not good, I'm obedient, don't hurt my mother."

He saw that his mother's face was white, and said, "Mother is very painful."

Robert looked deeply at Herbert, and at last took out the iron fork.

He recovered to look that sweet.

He held up his dream-dreamed-in-the left hand, gently blew it on the bloody wound, and said with a heartache, "Next time, don't do anything that makes me angry, you will be hurt."The gentle tone was like saying the most beautiful words of time.

He trembling, groaning softly.

Robert himself poisoned the wound of the dream, drugged it, and never called Herbert up.Herbert did not dare to get up, and looked at Herbert several times, hesitated for a long time, afraid of provoking Robert, and finally did not dare to speak.

Herbert knelt until eleven o'clock in the evening, and Robert came down from the upper floor and allowed him to go upstairs to sleep.