I walked down the road with my slippers, thinking to myself that when I got home, my mom would definitely question me again, and it would be a real headache to get over. I walked in the shade of a tree, ice cream in one hand and one in my mouth, thinking about how I would make it clear to my mom when I got home and not make her angry.

So I ate as I walked, and swayed to the door of the house.

"Mom......" I just pushed the door open, the sound has not yet landed, the slippers have been flying out of the house, snapping on the door, I was frightened, just wanted to probe the brain to take a look, the second slipper also flew out, just a little away from my head, I watched the slipper land in front of my eyes.

"Zhao Yong, get out of here for me now! Don't come again! "I heard my mom's angry voice at the door.

"Xiaomei, listen to me well, don't be angry." My dad kept trying to persuade my mom.

I can't help it, so I'm going to have to go in and see what's going on. As soon as I entered, I saw that the house was in shambles, shoes, brooms, and vase fragments. I've only been out for a long time, and my mother's combat power is too strong!

"Mom, what's wrong, why is Dad angry when he comes?" I crouched down to pick up the fragments of the vase, afraid of hurting anyone.

"Nono, don't pick it up, be careful to grab it." My dad rushed over and pulled me up, and I stood up stunned and looked at my dad. At this time, of course, my mother couldn't see this father-daughter drama, and talked about why she was angry.

"Nuo Nuo, your dad wants your custody, you look at it, whether it is with him or with me." My mother huffed her waist like an angry tigress, just a few beards.

"I came to have a good talk with your mother, but your mother beat people before I could finish speaking, and made a mess of the house." My dad complained to me, too.

I broke away from my dad's hand and squatted down to continue cleaning up the mess, "My mom and I are fine, I don't want to go anywhere else, and I don't want to be a sister or a daughter for someone else." "My voice was flat, picking up the pieces on the ground one by one.

When my mother heard me say this, she slowly lowered her crossed hands, and then sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, looking at my dad for a long time. My dad didn't expect me to refuse so simply, if I had a little hesitation, it would be okay to say, there is still a trace of room for negotiation, but I said it so neatly that it was difficult for people to speak again, and my dad was stumped all of a sudden.

"Nuno, what Dad wants is that you go with Dad, and Dad can change you to a better high school, so that you can get into a good university, you see, it's good for everyone." My dad scratched his hair and spoke again.

"Good for everyone? I don't think so, right? First, my mom disagreed, and second, I don't think I'm a person who can't get into a good university, right? Besides, even if my mom agrees, I don't want to, after all, there are other people over there, who knows if I will be a nanny in the past? I looked up and said to my dad lightly.

My dad tried to go on when he was hit in the head with my mom's third slipper.

"Didn't you hear what Nono said? I don't want to go, the child doesn't want to go, you give me some peace, don't think about it all the time! My mom stood up and pointed at my dad's nose and yelled, not giving my dad a chance to refute.

"No, I'll take a look at my daughter, why do you make it like this every time, this situation is not good for us." My dad was still grinding there.

"Then after divorcing my mother, you immediately looked for a home, and that situation was very good? If you were just here to see me today, what would it be? I picked up a handful of shards I had just picked up, threw them in the trash, and sneered at them.

My dad looked at me with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and suddenly lost his voice, not knowing how to continue to face the irritable me, after a few minutes of silence, he picked up his leather bag from the coffee table and left, stepping on the ground The debris creaked, and finally "bang", the door was thrown back and forth.

I picked up the broom on the ground and swept the floor slowly, my eyes empty. They're ridiculous when I'm an object? Can it be taken around casually? I sneered, violently swept the floor with a broom, the dust was flying, and my mother looked at me like a ghost, and grabbed the broom and swept the floor herself.

I had nothing to do, I looked at my morning homework and was still on the coffee table, distraught, good university, damn it, I kicked the coffee table hard, turned around and went back to the bedroom to lie down.

My mom won't interrogate me now.