Chapter 1175: Burial

Ming's mother seemed to be crying, "Siyi, mom is really going to die soon.

Everyone laughed in their hearts.

Can't die?

Is it because she can't play mahjong?

But they couldn't lift their lips at all, like numb zombies.

They could only listen blankly.

Ming Siyi couldn't speak either, as if a rope was tied around the woman's neck.

She couldn't even breathe.

Ming's mother choked, and she looked more like the one who was forced into a desperate situation.

A muffled "bang" sound came from the audio.

Everyone's heart trembled.

Ming's mother's voice came, "Siyi, mom kneels down for you, can you give mom some money, so that mom can get through this difficult time, okay?"

Ming Siyi still didn't speak.

Many people present had heard this audio.

Ming's mother cried and hysterically asked Ming Siyi to save her: "I kowtow to you, Siyi, save mom! "

Many people looked up.

In their ears, the sound of Ming's mother's kowtow came from the speakers.

In the depths of the stage, Ming's mother could still be seen kneeling.

The day two years ago and today two years later coincided miraculously.

I used to think that Ming's mother's kneeling was full of motherly affection.

Ha...

Now it seems that there is only the deepest irony.

They not only thought of Ming's mother's kneeling towards the victim, but also thought of Ming Siyi's words before:

Are you kneeling to send me to death?

This sentence sounded so harsh at the time.

Now Come to think of it, didn’t Ming’s mother just want to send Ming Siyi to death?

Did Ming’s mother know what she was ruining by kneeling?

Of course she knew.

She was ruining her daughter’s future, her career, her... life!

Why?

Wasn’t Ming Siyi good enough to her?

Any family would like such a daughter, right?

Pretty, smart, kind and filial.

She should have been held in the palm of her hand.

Why did Ming’s mother abuse her like this?

The hoarse voice of the hipster man sounded in the speakers, "Why... didn't you say it at the time? "

Ming Siyi lowered her head.

She had not raised her head since the beginning of the audio.

Her body was still slender and straight.

But her hair slightly covered her face.

Hearing the question from the hipster man, she remained silent and did not answer.

The sharp-eyed people saw that a tear flowed down from the woman's chin.

"Pah--"

The tear fell on the ground, and it seemed to fall on the tip of everyone's heart.

She was crying, crying silently.

Perhaps in those countless audios, Ming Siyi was crying silently like this.

The hipster man closed his eyes, "Sorry."

He shouldn't ask.

What should Ming Siyi say?

At that time...when did they give Ming Siyi a chance.

But Ming Siyi spoke hoarsely and said self-deprecatingly, "I don't have these recordings. ”

She couldn’t possibly record a phone call with her mother.

After Ming’s mother leaked the recording later, she was naturally powerless to refute it.

All the evidence pointed to her selling sex and being unfilial.

But no one knew that the audio was just an excerpt.

She had explained it before, but... who would believe it?

Ming Siyi closed her eyes. She had never thought that today... these dusty and finalized past events would be brought up in this way.

She raised her head and looked at the crowd of heads below.