Hu Guyue parked the car on the side of the road at the school gate, and there were sporadic students walking on the road with schoolbags on their backs, Hu Guyue said to Wang Yan; "As soon as I got in touch, he came out right away."

After hearing it, he asked casually: "Can you still bring a mobile phone in junior high school?" That's nice. ”

"It's an elderly machine, there is something at home today, my father-in-law is hospitalized, the child only goes to class for half a day today, and he is only allowed to take it under special circumstances, and he usually won't let him take it. Children have no self-control when they are young, and they still have to focus on learning during the school period. The main task of the students is to learn, to learn how to be a person and to learn about culture and culture. ”

When Wang Yan heard this, she seemed to see the smiling tiger reappearing in front of her, her mother didn't know what was going on, when she would come back, my father and I couldn't resist it alone, and I didn't want to help him decorate and run materials. I heard my father say that this is my family's business and it should be. Why do you need me to pay for it, I don't want to change those things. Thinking that Bai Xue can arbitrarily dispose of money with the support of six wallets, I sincerely envy it.

A little fat man of about 1.6 meters, wearing a school uniform. One hand tugged at the school bag, and the other knocked on the car window.

"Mom."

Hu Guyue looked at the comer, smiled and said, "The schoolbag has to be carried on the shoulder, and it hurts to hold it with your hand for a long time." You're growing your body right now, so it's always like this, what if your shoulders aren't the same height? Wouldn't it be a disability? ”

The little fat man said impatiently, "Got it." You're such a roaring carrot. ”

When Hu Guyue heard this, she got out of the car angrily and helped the child open the car door. "You dead boy. This is at the school gate. Get in. ”

After getting in the car, the little fat man saw Wang Yan and stepped forward to say hello; "Hello beautiful sister. You're so slim, what's a weight loss trick, mind sharing it and letting someone listen to it. ”

When Wang Yan saw the little brother in front of her, the image of a little raccoon flashed in her mind. "Hello. I don't have a recipe for weight loss. ”

"Carrots, be honest, if it wasn't because I gave birth to you, can I do this?"

The little fat man said very calmly; "My dear mother, if I were 3 years old now, your theory would still be valid, but I am now 15 years old, where is your confidence? Also, don't call me carrots, it doesn't match my image. ”

"The child's family also needs an image. This is what you caused first. ”

"Oh well. My good mother, I was wrong. I beg your pardon. ”

Wang Yan listened to the conversation between the mother and son, thinking about the name radish, which was refreshing.

Hu Guyue said with a smile; "It's good for you to admit your mistake."

He said to his mother with a dog-legged look; "I'm inheriting your good genes."

He glared at his son through the rearview mirror. "Hehe", the car drove at the intersection, stopped and waited for the traffic light. Taking advantage of this gap, Hu Guyue looked at Wang Yan and said; "The child is naughty, let you laugh, I'll send you to the market or downstairs later."

"It's a good thing, it's just that the nickname between you is very special. I remember your WeChat name is Carrot. Just send me to the market. I'm stopping by to buy something. ”

The little fat man said to Wang Yan: "My sister is my mother's colleague at first glance, and my mother is very good." You're welcome. ”

"Sister Hu is really good, I'm not welcome." There must be nothing wrong with being humble to others.

"Sister, let me tell you, my mother's name is Carrot. My dad's name is White Radish. I am their child, and I neutralize their characteristics called carrots. The outer skin is similar to that of Mom, and the inside is the same as that of Dad. ”

Such a statement evokes fun, and asks along the topic; "What kind of radish is your mother giving birth to a second child?"

The little fat man said very casually; "Radish and inner beauty will not appear, when I was young, they were born when they didn't know how to object. Now, if they want to give birth, I want them to look good. ”

Wang Yan had the idea of pouring cold water on the little fat man. "Good-looking? Running away from home, or a death threat. Whatever you make a fuss about, you suffer yourself. After the parents' hearts die, they will be bent on having a second child and replacing them with an obedient one. ”

The effect of cold water is a bit great, and people cry. In front of other people's mothers, I scared other people's children into crying, and I was a little embarrassed.

"He's fine, it'll be fine in a while, you don't have any mental pressure. You're right, let him listen to it and get a good idea of where he stands. Hearing Sister Hu's words, I was embarrassed to lighten it up.

"Mom, you don't care about me lately, you don't plan to abandon me, and you want a second child behind your back. I've been well-behaved, and I've always been. ”

"Huh. It's hard to say about the second child. How old are you, you're a boy. Cry at every turn. If you are soft about people and things, you will be angry with me. I have no preferences or dreams at all. ”

yelled at his mother: "I have, I have dreams, I have preferences. I love playing games and want to be an esports player in the future. ”

"Son, be realistic in your ideas. We don't have a lot of money to help you achieve your dreams. ”

The voice is somewhat flat, with a hint of hoarseness. "Then you're paying me to learn how to draw."

"If you don't learn to draw, can you get into high school with your grades?"

A sobbing sound appeared. "I don't know. I'm tired. ”

"I'm tired of playing games."

The little fat man's tears stopped, and he sat upright in his seat, his whole body exuding a gray aura. The atmosphere in the car is a little dignified, and it is best to leave the task of breaking this to a third person. Wang Yan consciously took on this task.

"Three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion. You like to play games, so you can know what kind of games are more attractive, so you will design games in the future, game design, you need to have a foundation in painting, so you have to learn to draw first. ”

"Sister Beauty, what you said sounds a little reasonable."

Hu Guyue looked at the child with a look of hatred. "If it makes sense, listen to it, it's for your good." Someone said to Wang Yan:

"It's different if you went to college. Do I park here, or do I turn the car around. ”

"Sister Hu, I'm sorry for you, just pull over."

Say hello and say goodbye, get out of the car, and watch the car go away, feeling a kind of desolation in my heart. Wang Yan wanted to go to the market to buy something, but when she saw four small shops welcoming customers, she had no desire to go in. With the image of Su Peng that stayed in his mind, he returned to his residence. The desolation in my heart intensified, and a sadness was added to it.

Everyone has dreams, but mine? Dreams used to be around me, but now I can't find them. The result of this is self-inflicted, and I used to say that I didn't regret it because I chose, but now I regret that I don't know when it will linger in my heart. Dongye once told himself domineeringly, don't give up yourself for a man, I said, not being a housewife, not giving up. The result is so eye-catching, dazzling, piercing, and reminding the brain. Denial turns into admission, struggling in the cage woven by oneself, just struggling, not knowing whether to get out by oneself or waiting for the salvation of others.

Author's note: Different age groups have different understandings of life and different views on things, and friction is inevitable.

Today's update ends, see you tomorrow.