My mother was sitting on the sofa at the door, and as soon as she saw me, she immediately came over and said, "Have you had fun?" I hated her very much, and I didn't give her a good face and said, what are you doing?

She said, "It's raining, I'll bring you an umbrella." The fat man called Auntie cheaply beside him, and smiled unscrupulously.

I glared at the fat man, ignored her, and walked directly outside the KTV, and she hurriedly chased her out with an umbrella.

I used to have a very good academic performance, and my dad was a second-rate person in a mixed society, and he didn't care about me since I was a child. When I was in my first year of junior high school, my mom divorced him, my dad drank all day, my grades plummeted, my personality became withdrawn, and I went from a good student to a prickly student who fought and brawled.

But there is one thing, my dad never beats me or scolds me, I beat my classmates to the head at school, the teacher told him to go, he only said that I sent the doll to school to let the teacher take care of it, and don't look for him if something happens. Sometimes I wonder if I'm fucking his species.

Some time ago, my dad suddenly brought back a woman, she was very young, she was beautiful, she had a good temper, and she kept the house in order, but I hated her, I always felt that she was hypocritical, and she always liked to control me.

Asking me for a tutor was her idea. She caught up with me and held an umbrella and said, "You go slowly, the road is slippery, don't fall." I ignored her, and walked forward, and she followed me and chattered about drinking less, studying hard, etc., and I was annoyed by her, so I stood still and didn't leave.

She asked me what was wrong, it was raining heavily, and she covered me with an umbrella, but she got wet.

I didn't have the anger to say, aren't you annoying! My dad doesn't care about me, he wants you to take care of me? She was stunned for a moment and said that she had the obligation and responsibility to manage me.

I sneered and said, you save it, I don't need it. After saying that, I ran away, she hurriedly called me behind me, I turned a deaf ear and ran in the rain, ran for a while and turned my head to see, she didn't catch up, now I was a little worried.

I stood there and waited for a while, but I didn't see her catch up, I hesitated for a moment and fell back, and saw her holding an umbrella, limping and walking slowly, already soaked, and her clothes were stained with mud, probably falling.

When she saw me and said, I accidentally fell just now, and I quickly held the umbrella, because it was easy to catch a cold in the rain. I took one look at her bleeding knee, and I felt a little sorry for it.

I said, are you okay, can you go? She tried to squeeze out a smile and said that it was okay and told me to hurry back first. I looked at her appearance, my knees kept bleeding and I probably couldn't walk over, I took the initiative to help her without saying a word, and she said thank you.

When we finally got home, we were both soaked.

After I opened the door and went in, my dad was watching TV in the living room, and when he saw the two of us, my dad looked gloomy and didn't say a word, she urged me to hurry up and change my clothes.

I went back to the room to change my clothes, and after I dried my hair, my dad was treating her on the knee wound, I sat on the couch and didn't speak, and after a while my dad called me over, and before I could react, my dad slapped me.

This slap directly blindfolded me, my face was hot, and my ears were buzzing. My dad never hit me, not even scolded me. I covered my face and looked at him angrily.

My dad didn't scold me either, grabbed me by the hair, dragged me in front of her and said, Kneel! His voice was rough, with an invisible majesty, and to be honest, I was quite afraid of him, but let me kneel, I didn't want to die.

At this time, she stood up and persuaded my dad to speak out, my dad said you shut up, and she was so frightened that she turned pale and didn't dare to speak.

My dad kicked me, I fell to my knees all at once, I tried to stand up, but he put one hand on my shoulder, I couldn't move, my dad just said an apology.

My dad usually doesn't talk much, but no one dares to refute every word he says, although I have 110,000 unwillingness in my heart, but my arms can't twist my thighs, I can only obediently say a word of apology, and she immediately said okay, it's none of your business.

My dad let go of me, I stood up and ran back to the room without saying a word, and looked in the mirror, there were red finger prints on my face, half of my face was swollen, and the little good I had for her disappeared in an instant, if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have been beaten.

Not long after, she knocked on my door, and I ignored her and didn't open the door. She said outside the door that she had prepared anti-inflammatory medicine for me to wipe my face and put it in the living room for me to get it myself.

After she left, I quietly opened the door and took the medicine to rub my face, I didn't want to see Teacher Xu with a swollen face.

I already had the ghost idea of how to tease Mr. Xu in my heart, and I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night.