Chapter 18

Xiuhua thought about it carefully but couldn't find any loopholes in his words.

However, she also heard one thing that Wang Yinchu had a high opinion of Ma Tiancheng in his words and words. He seemed to have not known that Ma Tiancheng had already done something miserable with Zhang Wanxi. Either he had concealed something or he did not fully understand the facts.

Xiuhua understands this. After all, there is a complaint from Zhang Wanxi's biological mother about Ma Tiancheng's affair.

... Xiuhua slowly confirmed: No matter what, I thank you very much.As the saying goes, the most expensive thing is human favor. I don’t know how I should pay you back in the future?

You are so serious.In my eyes, a teacher who can teach Xinjie well is more important than anything else.My wife has some minor physical problems and can’t have children anymore. We are just one son. There is no way, so we have been spoiled since childhood.Please give me some advice on my hard work and I must teach him well.

Wang Dapang stood up again and bowed deeply to Xiuhua.

Mr. Wang.As both parents, Xiuhua was moved, and slowly stood up and solemnly promised: Since Xinjie is my student, I will do my best to teach him well.

With your words, I feel relieved.

Wang Dapang thought for a while, looked up and said: If he is disobedient, you should deal with him and never worry about my face.If you want to be physically punished, he can't do anything ruthless. In my opinion, the kid is just living too comfortable and he owes you the discipline!I don’t have a good memory today. If I enter society in the future, the kid will be beaten...

Please listen to me.

Xiuhua spoke and interrupted Dapang. Beating a child will not solve any problem. Xinjie may be much more stressful than an ordinary child as your child. I hope you don’t do anything at home. In most cases, beating and scolding will only backfire.You should communicate more with your children in everything and don’t put too much pressure on them.

Xiuhua was a little lacking in confidence when she said this, mainly because she thought that she had beaten the little boy at home.

OK Teacher Che, you understand everything you said.

Xiuhua looked down at the food box, hesitated for a moment, put his hand on, and nodded to Dapang, thank you, Mr. Wang.It's getting late, so I plan to go back first.

Hey, Teacher Che, it’s rare for me to meet you, so why don’t we leave after lunch?

No trouble anymore.

The fat man quickly got up and tried to keep him. Your sister-in-law has specially prepared some gifts for you, and she plans to give them to you later.

Xiuhua thought of Fanglan's gorgeous appearance and very close-fitting personality, and smiled and said: Please tell my sister-in-law, I have received my wish, but I really can't take gifts from my parents. This one in my hand is considered a violation of the principle.

Then... well, I don't force you to keep you anymore.Another day I will ask my unfilial son to invite your son to my house to play. If you have time, you can come together. We and my wife will be responsible for making arrangements.

Xiuhua tactfully refused: Mr. Wang, it is better for you and me to keep your identities confidential to your children.Now let them focus on learning the most important thing.

In this way, Ah...you are right.Dapang nodded in agreement. In short, if you need help in the future, please speak as long as you want.

Thanks.Mr. Wang stayed and I went out.

Alas, Teacher Che, Teacher Che!

The big fat man walked out of the side of the tea table and said with a smile: I think you would ask your sister-in-law to send you to you. She would also like to refuse her in person, otherwise you would complain that I was ignorant.

……All right.Thinking of Fanglan's nervous appearance, Xiuhua smiled helplessly.

As a result, when Xiuhua arrived home, it was almost twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

Fanglan's enthusiasm was beyond imagination, especially after letting go of her nervousness, she stared at Duanli's big eyes and circling Xiuhua up and down, left and right, and was full of curiosity about everything on her. She smelled it with her, constantly asking which brand of perfume was so fragrant, and then from daily maintenance to hobbies, from what to eat, from interesting things in childhood to what to see at work, she kept asking questions, as if she could not finish asking.

Out of etiquette, Xiuhua accompanied her for more than two hours, and finally turned off the gift and dinner home as noon approached.

After this contact with Fanglan, Xiuhua also had a lot of feelings.

Just looking at the appearance, if Fang Lan sits silently, it will leave a very mature, steady or a little worldly impression. But when you open your mouth and move, you will be like a heartless silly aunt. You can see through whatever you think at a glance.

Zhang Wanxi is completely opposite. She looks pure and charming, like an innocent girl, and her every move is gentle and elegant. Who would have expected that her secret scheming is so gloomy and deep.

They are like two extremes, one is dark and the other is sunny. However, Xiuhua also gets alert from Wanxi. We should not underestimate the complexity of people's hearts. It is not ruled out that Fanglan is also deliberately shaping her character. In the future, she will inevitably contact her again. She should look at her reasons, observe her reasons, and observe her peace, and not be confused by external illusions.

Although there is something to say: whether it is about the truth or the heart is clear, getting along with others does not have to be so complicated.

Overall, Xiuhua was in a good mood during this meeting. She entered the house at noon and saw the little surprise her son prepared.

Xiaoma worked hard all morning and relied on himself to save four dishes and two boiled vegetables on the table: strange-shaped egg and scallion oil pancakes, wilted phoenix tails, pretty good tomato and egg flower soup, pasty pork ribs and winter melon soup, and two dishes of kimchi with Make up the numbers.

Looking at his son's expectant look, he could see the invisible little tail behind his butt swaying hard. After a little entanglement, Xiuhua smiled and stretched out a slender and powerful finger, gently scraping the white-faced gray sticking to his son's nose.

What a fool... he has grown up.

hey-hey!Xiaoma was praised and happily opened the table and chair for her mother. Mom, try it!If you think it is OK, I will cook for you every day in the future!

Xiuhua's beautiful eyes flickered, she sat down calmly, turned around and joked with her son: Mom is not old enough to ask you to take care of her~

Everything will get better, she thought.

However, her good mood did not last long, and she made a sharp turn of 180 degrees in the afternoon.

……

Zhang Wanxi was restless these two days and was worried that Xiuhua would call the police. Instead, she followed the clues and tracked down on herself.

In the afternoon, she was notified by the eyeliner that a police officer had entered the bar, so she couldn't help but call Xiuhua.

Although Xiuhua didn't know her real motive, she couldn't tell how awkward it was when she heard a woman who was having sex with her husband and was there to care about her whether she had reconciled with her husband. She felt so awkwardly that she felt ache in her chest.

After hanging up the phone, Xiuhua felt even more troubled after reading the information she got back from Wang Yinchu.

Because it is not Zhang Wanxi alone, it also involves many well-known characters. If you handle it carelessly, it may lead to unpredictable consequences.

Besides, this is a favor from a slick businessman, and Xiuhua really finds it difficult to judge whether Wang Yinchu is secretly making some insidious plans.

Xiuhua couldn't see through Wang Yinchu, and after thinking about it, she decided to temporarily put Zhang Wanxi's evidence of guilt on the spot. Anyway, she had already pinched her braid and could deal with her at any time. She should concentrate first and solve the sexual demon who drugged herself in the bar.

At this time, Xiuhua still didn't know that the circle he had deliberately circled around would eventually return to Zhang Wanxi.

……

As the new week begins, Xiuhua receives a report and feels worse.

The blood test results show that everything is normal.The police officers' investigation and visit to the bar also found no abnormalities.

Xiuhua proposed that in-depth investigation should be conducted and corresponding evidence will be found. The police officer on the opposite side said that it is impossible to infringe upon citizens' privacy just by guessing. Xiuhua then asked whether he could provide identity information of the devil. He wanted to investigate it, but the other party flatly refused for the same reason.

What made Xiuhua even more unacceptable was that the policeman's attitude was very unfriendly.

She heard from her words that the other party suspected that she was simply drunk and called the police, wasting their precious police force. She also advised her to go to bars less in the future and learn to respect and love themselves in order to protect herself.

Xiuhua has nothing to say.

After this battle, her favorability for the police dropped from the peak to the bottom.

However, she also understood that without tangible evidence, these misunderstandings are inevitable, and it is not advisable to take off the anger of the police.

It's fine, but in the past few days at school, she could feel Wang Jinfu's obscene eyes shooting on her back at all times.

That day, just before getting off work, I was stared at from behind again. I had nowhere to vent my depression. Xiuhua couldn't bear it anymore. She slapped her hands hard on the desk, and turned around in front of other teachers in the office and scolded her angrily: Do you still look like a teacher!?It's all day long, what do you want to do!?

As soon as the roar came out, the air seemed to solidify, and the huge office became silent.

Wang Jinfu was so embarrassed that his toes were about to slash the floor. His old face instantly turned red from his neck to his ears. He laughed a few times as if he was about to cry, and he lowered his head and crawled out of the office.

Xiuhua sat down angrily, and the remaining teachers were relaxed and continued to do their own things, and no one dared to look at her.

...After returning home, she was still angry.

In the past, with Sister Li's help, the housework would be much easier. Now, everything has to be experienced and done by yourself. In addition, everything has not gone well recently, so she is inevitably irritable. Her hands should be heavier when washing vegetables, and she slapped the trough with her leaves, and she fell and made a thump.

Xiaoma has tried hard to control herself from masturbating these days. In addition to having that night's dream, she has endured it. As usual, she has rushed to the subway and then squeezed the bus home. The time to get home is later than Xiuhua.

But as soon as he entered the door, he had no eyes and ran to the kitchen and asked for help. Xiuhua was angry and rushed him back to his room to do his homework with whispers. He broke the door and refused to leave. Xiuhua felt that he was also impure and was dedicated to his work without any reason, either a traitor or a thief.

OK, don't get in the way!Students should concentrate on their studies and it is your turn to worry about cooking!

After a few cold faces rebuked, Xiaoma realized that her mother was in a bad mood, so she had to put her face on her face and left in disappointment.

...The atmosphere on the dining table was not very good afterwards.

Both mother and son ate silently without any communication.

The so-called blessings come unparalleled, but misfortunes never come alone, Xiuhua's misery is not over yet. But at this time, Ma Tiancheng suddenly returned home and poured a handful of hot oil on her heart that was irritated.

When she saw that her husband didn't change his shoes, she stepped on the carpet that she had finally squeezed for time to clean, slapped the chopsticks on the table, and looked up and said angrily: You still have the face to come back!?

I can't go back to my own home?Not willing to be outdone, Ma Tiancheng approached the dining table, his eyes fell on Xiaoma's face, his expression slowed down, and he raised his hand and rubbed his head.

Xiaoma glanced at her mother on her head, and did not call her dad excitedly as usual, lowered her head glutinously, and continued to cook rice.

Xiuhua took a deep breath, tried to calm her temper, got up and left the dining table, walked to Ma Tiancheng, glared at him and said: Come in with me!

A couple has a hundred days of kindness, let alone a couple who have been together for more than ten years. So although their relationship is in a state of strength, Xiuhua still intends to remind her husband to keep himself clean and not to feel that he is powerful and to be careful to lose his power to the end.

Xiuhua doesn't care whether Ma Tiancheng can be a good husband again. She just hopes that he will be clear-headed and will not affect both parents and families. Unfortunately, after entering the bedroom, those kind reminders, even the slightest positive effect, did not work.

In Ma Tiancheng, those were just teasing and sarcasm for themselves. As expected, the couple had another fierce quarrel.

When a couple quarrels, they often ignore their children. The pony stands outside the door, his heart is like a knife.

It is difficult for him to understand his simple thoughts. Why do people like his father make mistakes?It’s okay if you do something wrong, why do you still have to argue with your mother?

Xiaoma doesn't hate her father, she just feels sad and disappointed.

Throughout his childhood, his father was full of righteousness and responsibility, which made him respect him.

At this moment, with the quarrels that he had been longing for, the tall and broad back he had longed for began to become fragmented, as if it would collapse at any time.

With a shout, the bedroom door was opened heavily.

Ma Tiancheng walked out of the room with a blushing face, turned around and shouted loudly at the room: ...Don't worry!I won't come back if you ask me in the future!

roll!A sensational roar came from the room.

Ma Tiancheng gritted his teeth and was about to speak back when he saw the little horse standing in front of the door, his voice stopped and his face was distorted.

He felt guilty, gently pulled the door up, stepped forward slowly, bent down, raised his hand and held Xiaoma's shoulder, and tried to smile hard to make himself look kinder. Dad was too busy with work recently, which made your mother angry, and it would be fine when she calmed down.

Xiao Ma frowned, looked down at the floor without saying a word.

Ma Tiancheng turned his head and glanced at the closed door, sighed lightly, and continued: Dad is going to work again soon, you are at home... listen to your mother's words carefully.

After saying that, he patted Xiaoma hard on the shoulder, got up and walked quickly to the other bedroom. It took less than five minutes to pack up several pieces of clothing, and entered Xiuhua's room again with his suitcase.

There was no quarrel this time, and Xiaoma couldn't hear what his father said to his mother. Soon, Ma Tiancheng walked out of the bedroom, rubbed Xiaoma's head with one hand, walked towards the entrance with a gloomy face, opened the door and left.

Regain calm indoors.

After a long time, Xiaoma raised her foot forward, stood at the door of the bedroom, holding the threshold, and saw her mother holding her hands in her chest and silently staring at the dim night outside the window.

After watching for a while, he continued to move forward, walked to his mother, and shouted softly, Mom.

...No response.

Xiaoma raised her hand and pulled the corner of her mother's clothes, and said carelessly: Dad is gone, don't be angry.

Don't touch me!Xiuhua suddenly turned her head, looked at Heng with a fierce look, and looked at each other with anger. I warn you!Put your mind on the right path!Otherwise you get out of here too!

Xiaoma looked at her mother's angry eyes and her nose immediately felt sore.

He never expected that in his mother's eyes, he would be so unbearable...

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. He lowered his head in tears and defended with a trembling voice: I am not, I don’t...I, I...

His eyes closed tightly, and the big tears slid down his cheeks, and the villain was sobbing that he couldn't speak.

These days, he has indeed been deliberately trying to please his mother, but the concern just now is that there is no trace of bad motivation for Xiao Ma is a real good child, and is definitely not a beast with only dirty things in his mind. In his heart, mother is far more important than sexual desire.

... The injured little man tightened his fists, bit his lips and lowered his head and sobbed twice, looked up at his mother again, turned around suddenly, and ran out of the room with tears.

Looking at her son's sad back, Xiuhua's anger gradually faded, and she soon realized that she had done something wrong again.

...Every time Ma Tiancheng is involved, her emotions will always get out of control.

Perhaps deep down, she still had a trace of fantasy about loyal and beautiful love, so she gave Ma Tiancheng a chance again and again, but she was disappointed again.

In addition, the sexual demon is still at ease with the mercy, and all kinds of emotions are overwhelming in her heart, and her heart becomes sensitive and irritable. She also understands that none of these should be a reason to vent her anger on her son.

In fact, she clearly sees Xiaoma’s efforts these days.

Since last weekend's conversation, Xiaoma has had no worries almost every night. In order not to worry his mother, he got up early every day to secretly wash his underwear. If Xiuhua hadn't stopped him, he would have helped him wash his underwear together.

From this point, Xiuhua could see that his son really listened to his words. If he still masturbated secretly without hiding it, he would definitely not have had nocturnal emissions every day so frequently.

Xiuhua felt guilty deeply that the person with impure thoughts was actually himself.

If I hadn't had lustful thoughts in my heart, how could I... even look at my son like a lewd demon?

She sighed and shook her head.

...Go admit your mistake.

When she arrived at Xiaoma's room, Xiuhua saw a half-grown little man leaning on the bed, covering his face and sobbing sadly.

She slowly bent her knees, squatted by the bed, gently pushed her son's back, and frowned and said apologizing: Lin Lin, it's because my mother is wrong, mom shouldn't have lost her temper at you.

Xiaoma hid her face and continued to lie on the bed.

...Is it okay to forgive my mother?Xiuhua got up and sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and gently stroked the back of his head, stop lying down, get up and talk to his mother for a while?

Hearing this, the pony's sobs slowed down a little, but he still covered his face down and lay stubbornly on the bed.

Xiuhua sighed lightly and shook his shoulder gently.

Lin Lin, you don’t know... the police refused to arrest the bad guy who drugged his mother, so his mother’s mood became worse.You did nothing wrong, it was my mom who wronged you. Be obedient, get up quickly, mom makes delicious food for you.

Don't do this, okay?I feel uncomfortable and say it out... Why don't I forgive my mother?

Over the years, apart from being tortured by alcohol and pampered drugs to the night when she was almost mad, this was the first time she used such a humble tone to her son in daily life.

But Xiaoma is like a stubborn calf, but she refuses to respond to her apology that lowers her posture.

Xiuhua turned to look at the ground, and her mood seemed to be tied to a huge rock, which quickly sank into the bottom of the lake.

When she thought of being betrayed by her husband and best friend one after another, even her son began to hate her. She frowned, felt sad and began to feel depressed again.

……

After being silent for a long time, Xiuhua was sad for a long time. Seeing that she could not persuade her son even if she said all the good things, she felt inexplicably angry. She turned her head with pain and increased force on her hand, as if she was venting, she pulled the pony over and turned it upwards.

What do you want!?She looked down at her tear-wet face and shouted loudly.

No one is perfect. Xiuhua’s biggest problem is that she is impatient, especially when it comes to people and things she really cares about. It is really difficult for her to control her emotions.

Are you playing clever?Are you waiting for your mom to beg you!?Does mom owe you?

...After a flash of fear, Xiao Ma bit her lower lip with her teeth tightly, her face twisted into a ball, she turned her head and gasped for two heavy sounds, and the big tears slid down her eyes again.

Xiuhua immediately regretted herself.

Mom, that's not what I mean...

The thick depression wrapped around my whole body, and I hated myself for saying such irresponsible words, and I even wronged my son again.

With a crisp sound, she suddenly raised her hand and threw it heavily on her face.

In addition to self-blame, she also had some small thoughts to attract her son's attention, just like that night.

Seeing this, Xiaoma sat up immediately, pulled down her mother's arm, opened her puffed lips and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it.

Seeing his son's reaction, Xiuhua couldn't help but feel joy, but his son turned over and jumped off the bed, stuck out his butt and crawled under the bed, looking like he was extremely disappointed and wanted to hide in a place he couldn't see.

Son...son?Xiuhua chased her sideways under the bed, turned her head anxiously and looked at the bottom of the bed, baby, come out quickly, don’t hide from her mother... Mom was wrong!

Xiao Ma paused and continued to drill deep under the bed.

Xiuhua wanted to pull his ankles and drag him out from the bottom of the bed. She knew that this was too much, so she sighed in a hurry and her throat choked. Don't hate your mother, okay?Mom, you are the only one...

In fact, from beginning to end, Xiaoma never blamed her mother. She only felt very wronged at the beginning. After listening to her mother's explanation, she felt very sad again. She felt that she was useless and could not help with anything, and she always made her mother angry.

After a while, he slowly stepped out from under the bed, with one hand trembling, holding a USB flash drive in front of his mother, Mom... Don't be angry, it's my fault...

Seeing that her son was willing to speak, Xiuhua immediately felt better. Yanran smiled with teeth, nodded heavily, raised her hands, and stroked the tears on his face hard. If you don’t be angry with you, don’t be angry with your mother!

Xiaoma handed the USB flash drive forward again, to you...

Xiuhua looked down and asked softly: What is this?

I...collected, novels...and porn.

The tears in Xiaoma couldn't stop her gesticking, she lowered her head and twitched and explained, ...I will not be like that again in the future... Look at my mother, I will definitely change...

Xiuhua looked at her son's crying face, then at the USB flash drive in his hand, and endless gentleness and emotion appeared in his slightly frown eyebrows, and his eyes gradually became wet.

OK, mom knows, mom...

For a moment, she really wanted to confess to her son, it doesn’t matter, mom looks at you like that, mom missed that night every night.

sorry!With a meaningful apology, Xiuhua resisted the urge to surge into her heart, opened her arms, and hugged the pony tightly in her arms, allowing the tender hug to turn into thousands of words in her heart.

If Xiaoma makes a request at this moment, she will agree to anything.

It would be better to say that she hoped her son could make a request... She wanted to be kissed and touched by her son, and wanted to be one with her son again.

The warm hug cannot hide the loss. The perfect man in her heart is in her arms, but she really can't express her feelings.

For Xiao Ma, the experiences of these days have also built an invisible barrier in his heart, which is a strong family affection and a sincere respect for his mother.

Just now, he was thinking seriously about how to help his mother and how to make her happy. But after thinking about it, he felt powerless and found that the only thing he could do was to be obedient and be a good child that meets his mother's expectations.

My mother gave too much for herself and could not repay her kindness in her life.If you can't even do something as simple as obedience, it will really disappoint your mother.

So he decided to hand over his biggest secret and swear in secret that he would not have any reservations to his mother from now on and would never disobey his mother again!

Mom... I, I promise, I will quit... Xiaoma leaned on her mother's warm body, resisted the crying that made him choked, took a few breaths, abandoned all distracting thoughts, raised her head, and said a solemn oath with a firm look on her face. I will never think about lustful things again in the future. I will study hard, eat and sleep well, and work hard to exercise my body... Reassure you!

……Um.Xiuhua leaned her nose against her son's head and gently sniffed the fragrance on her head. After a long time, she slowly let go of her arms until her mood calmed down.

Looking at her son's handsome little face, she showed a gentle smile. Didn't you eat enough for dinner?After a while, mom will make you two more dishes.

The pony shrank a little and took the initiative to keep a distance from his mother.

Thank you mom.

His eyes changed when he looked at his mother.He planned to tell his mother with practical actions that his determination was not just about saying it.

Facts later proved that he did.

Please reprint and keep it for a little explanation: this part of the plot is mainly composed of no meat, plus there was no update last month, so the last two chapters were updated together.

In the subsequent harems where mother and son are the main ones, the mother and son will spend a little more time before having sex, but overall the purpose of this article is to be as succulent as possible.

To be honest, I am really tiring to write after work, and I hope that unknown book friend will not trample on the trust between people anymore.

Then I will try to maintain a good attitude here. I will insist on writing it anyway. I hope those who like this article can read it happily. I will not ask for likes and comments. If there are any good comments and suggestions, I will follow it silently. Thank you all book friends.