The door opened, and the eyes were filled with my mother carrying a briefcase, with a suit, skirt, white shirt, bright and thin silk, black high heels, graceful figure, bulging in front and tilted back, dignified and mature, in my heart, it was unparalleled.
I stretched out my hand to help her carry her bag,
Mom, thank you for your hard work, welcome to go home.
Mom softened her pancreas and refused my favor. She glanced at me and frowned:
What are you feeling today?
I'm speechless. It turns out that my mother forgot what she said a month ago. Just as I was thinking about how to remind her, my mother changed into slippers and scolded her:
Stand open and don't block the way in front of me.
Oh oh.
I turned sideways and gave my mother a seat. She walked into the house without looking back. I hurriedly followed. My mother turned around and said unhappily:
No, why are you following me?I'm in a state of exhaustion, right?
I looked at my mother with a big shot:
Mom, have you forgotten something?
My mother ignored me, threw my briefcase on the sofa, took another glass of water, sat down on the side of the sofa, picked up the teacup and took a sip, glanced at me, and asked:
What's the matter?
I was afraid that it would directly mean that my mother would become angry and meant to say:
This time I took the 38th grade in the monthly exam.
Yeah?My mother was stunned, then she smiled rare, grabbed my arm and let me sit down, and said softly:
I said you are very smart, but you were unwilling to study hard before. Of course, being able to get more than 30 places proves that you have put in hard work. It is worth encouraging. I will give you an extra 500 living expenses next month.
……
I was confused. My mother was getting further and further. I observed my mother's expression and always felt that she was deliberately trying to get out of the topic.
Mom, the living expenses are enough, mainly because you promised me that I had previously...
Since my mother took the initiative to escape, I took the initiative to attack and directly pointed out the topic. As expected, my mother was a little panicked when she heard this and unnaturally pulled her hair:
You said that, Isn’t my mother just casually speaking for your study? Is your child really serious?
After hearing this, I felt more wronged than angry, and my eyes were filled with tears, but I looked at my mother with great slight sensation:
Mom, you don’t care about your credit.
My mother avoided my gaze. After all, she broke her promise and said nothing more. She turned her head and ignored me. Seeing this, I felt even more aggrieved and kept crying:
You don't care about your credit... You don't care about your credit... You...
Oh, that's OK!My mother was angry and patted the sofa impatiently, and said annoyedly:
I am so annoyed that I don’t care about my trust. What do you think?
I was so angry that I wanted to cry, and I couldn't help but gasp. Facing my mother's ruthless tricks, I had no choice but to go back to the bedroom, crawl on the bed, bury my head in the pillow, and sulk.
The more I think about it, the more I feel aggravated, the more I feel. I feel that my efforts this month have been wasted, and I feel that there is nothing more sorrow than death.
I was stuck in my pillow and didn’t know that the sky was dim. Anyway, it’s been a long time, and the sound of the door opening and the footsteps. I don’t have to think about it and know that it’s my mother.
I'm so angry that I'm so angry. I came out to have a meal and stewed pork ribs for you.
I pretended to be mute without moving. Anyway, I was hurt by my mother now and I didn't want to pay attention to her.
My mother raised her tone and said seriously:
Almost Ah, I can’t get you down, right? If I don’t get up again, my mother will be angry.
If it were normal times, I would definitely go down the steps and laugh in time, but there would be no turning point if I don’t stick to this matter today.
The force of my shoulders being pushed was a little stronger, and I was unmoved.
If you don’t eat, you won’t eat. Anyway, it’s not me who’s hungry!My mother left a sentence angrily, and the footsteps were far away. I secretly turned my head and observed it. My mother really left.
I felt even more aggrieved: Mom doesn’t know how to coax me more, maybe I’ll coax it!
Since I have been gambled to this point, there is naturally no reason to take the initiative to bow my head.
In this way, I crawled on the bed and killed me. When I was about to faint from hunger, my mother came in with a bowl of fragrant pork rib soup, and I almost couldn't control myself and turned over.
Could it be that I am really angry with my mother? Look, I have brought all the food to you. Be good, get up and have a meal.My mother's tone is rare so gentle. She sat on my bed and patted my shoulder. I still ignored it and said in a muffled voice:
Even if I starve to death, I won't eat a bite of food!
Don't listen to your mother?My mother's tone became a little heavier. After a long time, she slapped the table and shouted:
I count to three!
Wei Yan shook my heart. I didn't dare to continue pretending to be dead. I bounced up. Aokiji's handsome face was full of grievances and dissatisfaction. My mother snorted coldly and ordered:
Have eaten the meal.
I shook my head stubbornly while holding my eyes in my arms. My mother stood up quickly, her face angry and helpless:
You want to piss me to death, right?
It was obvious that you didn’t trust yourself, but I agreed to be my girlfriend if I entered the top 50.I said in a low voice, my mother smiled angrily and asked:
Do you think this requirement is reasonable?I am your mother, not another woman!
I don't care:
I don’t care whether it is reasonable or not, you agree to it yourself.
You... Mom was speechless for a moment, and pointed at me with trembling hands, and put four words in a long time:
Forget it if you don’t eat it!
After saying that, my mother hurriedly left with the wind, but the bowl of rib soup was still placed on the table in my room. The tempting fragrance prompted me to give up on persistence.
No, you must not give in. I learned Fahai to recite a sentence in my heart: How can bold pork ribs ruin my heart!
Then he kept swallowing his saliva and turned his back to the bed and face the sky to cut the screen of the phone.
The WeChat message ringtone rang. I turned on my phone and saw that it was Wang Xinran, a little girl, who asked me to go to Chashan to order some lanterns tomorrow. Anyway, I was not very interested, so I refused using my mother as a shield.
After walking around Zhihu for a while, I was so hungry that I threw my phone on the bed and struggled.
Forget it, I'd better take a bite, just take a bite. Just as I was about to eat, the familiar footsteps gradually approached the room. It was my mother who came, so I jumped back to the bed and pretended to be dead.
My mother came to the bed with loud steps and paused for a moment.
OK, mom promises you.
My mother's voice was particularly beautiful, and it was like a drought that happened to the dew.
A feeling of surviving the disaster emerged from my heart. Fortunately, I didn’t eat that bowl of pork ribs just now, otherwise I would have been in vain for the bamboo basket.
I suppressed my excitement, tilted my head and showed half of my face, pretending to be humble, and burst into tears, saying:
Really?
I really don’t know what kind of evil I committed in my previous life, and gave birth to such a scoundrel like you.
My mother held her fair forehead with her hands, and her face was filled with helplessness.
I stretched out my hand to help her carry her bag,
Mom, thank you for your hard work, welcome to go home.
Mom softened her pancreas and refused my favor. She glanced at me and frowned:
What are you feeling today?
I'm speechless. It turns out that my mother forgot what she said a month ago. Just as I was thinking about how to remind her, my mother changed into slippers and scolded her:
Stand open and don't block the way in front of me.
Oh oh.
I turned sideways and gave my mother a seat. She walked into the house without looking back. I hurriedly followed. My mother turned around and said unhappily:
No, why are you following me?I'm in a state of exhaustion, right?
I looked at my mother with a big shot:
Mom, have you forgotten something?
My mother ignored me, threw my briefcase on the sofa, took another glass of water, sat down on the side of the sofa, picked up the teacup and took a sip, glanced at me, and asked:
What's the matter?
I was afraid that it would directly mean that my mother would become angry and meant to say:
This time I took the 38th grade in the monthly exam.
Yeah?My mother was stunned, then she smiled rare, grabbed my arm and let me sit down, and said softly:
I said you are very smart, but you were unwilling to study hard before. Of course, being able to get more than 30 places proves that you have put in hard work. It is worth encouraging. I will give you an extra 500 living expenses next month.
……
I was confused. My mother was getting further and further. I observed my mother's expression and always felt that she was deliberately trying to get out of the topic.
Mom, the living expenses are enough, mainly because you promised me that I had previously...
Since my mother took the initiative to escape, I took the initiative to attack and directly pointed out the topic. As expected, my mother was a little panicked when she heard this and unnaturally pulled her hair:
You said that, Isn’t my mother just casually speaking for your study? Is your child really serious?
After hearing this, I felt more wronged than angry, and my eyes were filled with tears, but I looked at my mother with great slight sensation:
Mom, you don’t care about your credit.
My mother avoided my gaze. After all, she broke her promise and said nothing more. She turned her head and ignored me. Seeing this, I felt even more aggrieved and kept crying:
You don't care about your credit... You don't care about your credit... You...
Oh, that's OK!My mother was angry and patted the sofa impatiently, and said annoyedly:
I am so annoyed that I don’t care about my trust. What do you think?
I was so angry that I wanted to cry, and I couldn't help but gasp. Facing my mother's ruthless tricks, I had no choice but to go back to the bedroom, crawl on the bed, bury my head in the pillow, and sulk.
The more I think about it, the more I feel aggravated, the more I feel. I feel that my efforts this month have been wasted, and I feel that there is nothing more sorrow than death.
I was stuck in my pillow and didn’t know that the sky was dim. Anyway, it’s been a long time, and the sound of the door opening and the footsteps. I don’t have to think about it and know that it’s my mother.
I'm so angry that I'm so angry. I came out to have a meal and stewed pork ribs for you.
I pretended to be mute without moving. Anyway, I was hurt by my mother now and I didn't want to pay attention to her.
My mother raised her tone and said seriously:
Almost Ah, I can’t get you down, right? If I don’t get up again, my mother will be angry.
If it were normal times, I would definitely go down the steps and laugh in time, but there would be no turning point if I don’t stick to this matter today.
The force of my shoulders being pushed was a little stronger, and I was unmoved.
If you don’t eat, you won’t eat. Anyway, it’s not me who’s hungry!My mother left a sentence angrily, and the footsteps were far away. I secretly turned my head and observed it. My mother really left.
I felt even more aggrieved: Mom doesn’t know how to coax me more, maybe I’ll coax it!
Since I have been gambled to this point, there is naturally no reason to take the initiative to bow my head.
In this way, I crawled on the bed and killed me. When I was about to faint from hunger, my mother came in with a bowl of fragrant pork rib soup, and I almost couldn't control myself and turned over.
Could it be that I am really angry with my mother? Look, I have brought all the food to you. Be good, get up and have a meal.My mother's tone is rare so gentle. She sat on my bed and patted my shoulder. I still ignored it and said in a muffled voice:
Even if I starve to death, I won't eat a bite of food!
Don't listen to your mother?My mother's tone became a little heavier. After a long time, she slapped the table and shouted:
I count to three!
Wei Yan shook my heart. I didn't dare to continue pretending to be dead. I bounced up. Aokiji's handsome face was full of grievances and dissatisfaction. My mother snorted coldly and ordered:
Have eaten the meal.
I shook my head stubbornly while holding my eyes in my arms. My mother stood up quickly, her face angry and helpless:
You want to piss me to death, right?
It was obvious that you didn’t trust yourself, but I agreed to be my girlfriend if I entered the top 50.I said in a low voice, my mother smiled angrily and asked:
Do you think this requirement is reasonable?I am your mother, not another woman!
I don't care:
I don’t care whether it is reasonable or not, you agree to it yourself.
You... Mom was speechless for a moment, and pointed at me with trembling hands, and put four words in a long time:
Forget it if you don’t eat it!
After saying that, my mother hurriedly left with the wind, but the bowl of rib soup was still placed on the table in my room. The tempting fragrance prompted me to give up on persistence.
No, you must not give in. I learned Fahai to recite a sentence in my heart: How can bold pork ribs ruin my heart!
Then he kept swallowing his saliva and turned his back to the bed and face the sky to cut the screen of the phone.
The WeChat message ringtone rang. I turned on my phone and saw that it was Wang Xinran, a little girl, who asked me to go to Chashan to order some lanterns tomorrow. Anyway, I was not very interested, so I refused using my mother as a shield.
After walking around Zhihu for a while, I was so hungry that I threw my phone on the bed and struggled.
Forget it, I'd better take a bite, just take a bite. Just as I was about to eat, the familiar footsteps gradually approached the room. It was my mother who came, so I jumped back to the bed and pretended to be dead.
My mother came to the bed with loud steps and paused for a moment.
OK, mom promises you.
My mother's voice was particularly beautiful, and it was like a drought that happened to the dew.
A feeling of surviving the disaster emerged from my heart. Fortunately, I didn’t eat that bowl of pork ribs just now, otherwise I would have been in vain for the bamboo basket.
I suppressed my excitement, tilted my head and showed half of my face, pretending to be humble, and burst into tears, saying:
Really?
I really don’t know what kind of evil I committed in my previous life, and gave birth to such a scoundrel like you.
My mother held her fair forehead with her hands, and her face was filled with helplessness.
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