Night.

It's deeper.

The Adam's apple was sensational, and Yang Fat wanted to speak, but like a fish bone, he could only make a low syllable in his throat.

Tears are salty.

Tears are bitter.

Fat Yang couldn't stop crying, it was his tears.

Salty and bitter, but his mother's heart.

Yang Fatzi's mother is named Yu Jinghua, although her face is old, it is not difficult to see that she was also a beauty embryo when she was young.

Yu Jinghua and Yang Fatzi's father had a very bloody and tortuous experience.

Yu Jinghua was born into a wealthy family.

Yang Fatzi's father retired from the army that year, and the two met on the train.

Yu Jinghua's suitcase was very heavy at that time, and it happened that Yang's father was behind Yu Jinghua, and out of the soldier's sake, he helped Yu Jinghua carry the salute onto the train.

This is the first acquaintance of Yu Jinghua and Yang's father.

Originally, it was just a trivial help, but fate is a wonderful thing.

Yu Jinghua and Yang's father got off the train in the same city.

On the way off the train.

Father Yang saw Yu Jinghua again, so he helped Yu Jinghua take the salute off the train.

Twice helped.

Yu Jinghua insisted on inviting Yang's father to a meal, and the two became friends after that.

Under contact again and again.

Yu Jinghua fell in love with this man who was resolute and resolute, but treated her as gentle as water.

Love, many times, is reckless.

Yang's father was just a veteran, and his parents were all farmers, and for Yu Jinghua, who was born into a wealthy family, her parents were naturally strongly opposed.

Yu Jinghua when she was young.

Weak on the surface, but stubborn in the bones.

Before she got married, she became pregnant with Yang Fatzi, and her parents gave her two choices, one was to beat the child out and cut off the relationship with Yang's father; The second is that they only think that she has never been a daughter.

For the sake of the child in the womb.

Yu Jinghua left home and Yang's father in grief, she was really reluctant to take away the child in her belly, this is her flesh and blood, this is the flesh and blood of her and the man she loves the most.

How is she willing to give it?

How can she bear it?

After the birth of Yang Fatzi.

Yu Jinghua and Yang's father went to Yu's house, but Yu Jinghua's parents were extremely ruthless, and they didn't even let Yu Jinghua and Yang's father step into the house, and even Yang Fatzi, who was still in swaddling clothes at the time, didn't take a look.

The love story of Yu Jinghua and Yang's father is so twisted and turned, just like the bloody plot in the TV series.

But many times, reality is often more dramatic than the TV series.

Yu Jinghua looked at the tearful Yang Fat Man, she was very sad in her heart, very sad, but her face smiled even brighter: "Sicheng, you are also a big person, why are you crying?" Mom is really nice. ”

"Why don't you say a word to me first when you come back? Mom comes home and cooks you your favorite dish. ”

The door of the villa was pushed open again from the inside: "What's going on?" Throwing garbage and grinding? Do you want to do it anymore? If it weren't for my son saying that you were the mother of his junior high school classmates, my family wouldn't have used someone like you at all. ”

A brightly dressed woman walked out of the gate, she was Sun Tao's mother, Zhao Chunli.

After seeing the garbage bags scattered at the door, Zhao Chunli's eyebrows rose: "Yu Jinghua, is this the garbage you threw away?" ”

Kicked on the garbage bag at will, and all the stinky garbage in it fell out: "Pick up all the garbage on the ground for me, there are still many things waiting for you to do in the house, don't stand here like a log, give you this job, you will cherish it for me, you must know that you are a subordinate of our family, a nanny." ”

Mean.

Zhao Chunli vividly expressed this word.

Yu Jinghua bent down vigorously to apologize, she wanted to pick up the stinky garbage back into the garbage bag.

When your hand is about to touch the garbage on the ground.

A fat hand grasped her arm.

Yang Fat Man was very depressed, and the anger in his chest was about to explode: "Mom, let's go back, we won't do this job, okay?" ”

Zhao Chunli also saw Yang Fatzi: "You are my son's junior high school classmate?" Shouldn't you say thank you if you let your mom stay in our house and work because you're my son's classmate? There is nothing in this world that does not work for nothing, and your mother is an employee and nanny in our family, is there anything wrong with that? ”

Speech.

Seems right.

But it's not right.

The dignity of others is not to be trampled on.

Yang Fatzi knows his mother's personality and style, since he is a maid in Sun Tao's house, he must be diligent.

Straightened Yu Jinghua's body, Yang Fatzi's waist was straight, and he said solemnly: "It stands to reason that I should call you an aunt, but you really don't deserve it, I, Yang Sicheng, am not a rich man, not a successful person, my dignity can be trampled on and trampled on by others." ”

"But please lift your feet, my mother's dignity is not trampled on, this job, my mother will not do it."

Yang Fatzi held Yu Jinghua's arm tightly, his voice was not high, but it was very firm.

He blocked Yu Jinghua behind him.

Yu Jinghua's eyes were moist, and Yang Fatzi's fat body was like a thick wall, as if it could shelter her from the wind and rain.

Her son has grown up and knows how to protect her.

Gu Yuan, leaning on the street lamp pole.

He could faintly hear Fat Yang's voice, and when he saw Fat Yang's straight waist, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The cigarette between the fingers burned to the end.

The arms drooped, and white smoke rose up.

A piece of the past.

It appeared in Gu Yuan's mind.

I remember when he was still in elementary school.

His mother rode his bicycle and took him out to eat wontons.

Halfway through.

A motorcycle was speeding and grazed past Gu Yuan's mother's bicycle, causing him and his mother to fall to the ground.

The man on the motorcycle also fell off the motorcycle after being brushed due to the high speed of the motorcycle.

This incident is obviously the fault of the motorcyclist.

But at the beginning, the motorcycle man was unreasonable to ask Gu Yuan's mother to lose money, because Gu Yuan's mother didn't have much money.

The motorcycle man even wanted to beat people, and all the scolding and swearing in his mouth was swearing, and every sentence was aimed at Gu Yuan's mother.

And Gu Yuan's mother fell to the ground and couldn't stand up.

Punches and kicks in the face of motorcyclists.

Gu Yuan, who was only in the third grade of elementary school, blocked his very small body in front of his mother.

Let the motorcyclist kick him.

It hurts.

But he didn't want his mother to hurt.

kept trying to push Gu Yuan away.

Gu Yuan, who endured kick after kick, said with a smile: "Mom, isn't it natural for my son to protect my mother?" ”

That moment.

Gu Yuan's mother cried.

Crying and laughing.

Laughing and crying.

At last.

The passers-by joined forces to subdue the motorcycle man, Gu Yuan was only in the third grade of primary school at that time, and his strength was not enough to deal with the motorcycle man, so he could only protect his mother with his own body.

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