Lin Rongwei endured the pain of burning in his throat, the most uncomfortable thing was in his stomach, seeing that the food was not eaten, his stomach was like a colic like twisting a towel, and when he heard the sound of his mother snoring and drinking porridge outside, he was so angry that he dragged the quilt.

"Mom, give me a drink, I've been hungry all day."

"Son, it's gone, I'm done drinking, I'll buy it for you later, don't worry, then you give me some money, I'll buy vegetables."

As soon as he heard that he had been eaten by his mother, Lin Rongwei closed his eyes angrily, full of powerlessness, who let this be his own mother, and said weakly after a while: "My money is in my pants pocket, you can pay it yourself, Mom, pour me a glass of water, I feel uncomfortable." ”

Mrs. Lin immediately poured a cup of hot water for her son, "Son, you sleep for a while, and I'll go buy breakfast later." ”

Lin Rongwei nodded, drank a few sips of hot water, was so dizzy that he was weak and dizzy, and fell on the bed again, Mrs. Lin took out Lin Rongwei's pants and found that there were more than 2,000 yuan in them, so much money, her heart was pounding excitedly, her eyes showed a look of struggle, she thought about it and wanted to grit her teeth, and after leaving the change, the remaining big bills were all put into her pocket.

Then Mrs. Lin was lying on the bed with the quilt watching TV, I don't know how long later, Lin Rongwei was woken up by the sound of the TV outside, this time he woke up, the headache was splitting, more uncomfortable than in the morning, he looked at his watch, it was half past ten, and the sound of the TV outside was earth-shattering.

"Mom!" Lin Rongwei opened his mouth, and found that he couldn't shout, his voice was hoarse, as long as he opened his mouth to speak, it seemed that a blade was cutting his throat, he used all his strength, shouted twice, and did not move.

Mother said to buy herself breakfast, what time is it, she is going to die uncomfortably, why hasn't she come back yet, it's been more than three hours, and she should come back for everything!

At this moment, he suddenly thought of Xu Meifeng, when he was sick, Xu Meifeng would take care of himself very carefully, needless to say what he ate and drank, and arranged it properly, thinking about it carefully, Xu Meifeng didn't seem to have anything to do with himself, he didn't think Xu Meifeng was good before, but now compared with his own mother, he began to wonder if he was born by his mother, is there such a biological mother?

Why was she beaten, it wasn't to give her a head start, but she ate her own breakfast, and now it's been almost four hours, and she hasn't bought breakfast for herself, the more Lin Rongwei thinks about it, the more angry he becomes, and he threw the glass on the bedside table on the ground, and the sound woke up Mrs. Lin, who was immersed in the TV series, and she hurriedly ran into the bedroom.

"Son, what's wrong? Under the weather? ”

"Mom, what time is it? You haven't bought my breakfast yet? It's half past ten, and even if you do, it's time to do it. ”

"What, I just had breakfast and went to bed, and it's half past ten now? Then I'll go buy some lunch and come back, why don't you eat breakfast and lunch together, what do you want to eat? Sausages, braised beef, duck, tell your mother what you want to eat. ”

Hearing these meats, Lin Rongwei felt sick to his stomach for a while, "Mom, I don't want to eat meat, you still buy me some porridge, buy a few steamed buns and fry a few vegetables, and I'll eat it." ”

"I still have to stir-fry!" Mrs. Lin's face was embarrassed.

"You have to make a stove for stir-frying, it's too troublesome, so son, I'll buy you a bowl of porridge and steamed buns, add some pickles to eat, in fact, you have a fever, you can't eat too greasy, eat pickles."

Mrs. Lin turned off the TV and walked away, and when she went out, she touched the money she had hidden in her pocket, bulging, she didn't expect her son to have so much money, she almost laughed out loud when she touched the money.

When I arrived at the vegetable market, breakfast was already sold out, and this order lunch didn't start, Mrs. Lin was worried about the drama again, but fortunately, there were still steamed buns, she bought herself a bunch of duck goods, weighed a piece of beef and asked the boss to mix it, and then bought two sausages and went home.

Lin Rongwei looked forward to it, and finally heard the door ring, so hungry that he couldn't have much strength to get up immediately, and began to secrete a large amount of saliva in his mouth.

"Son, the porridge is sold out, I bought you a bag of steamed buns, drink some hot water for a while, there are no pickles, eat some sausages, this is fragrant, the boss poured it himself."

Lin Rongwei looked at the dry white steamed buns, a fishy smell of Sumitomo rushed into his nose, and his stomach rolled over the river and Haiti when he came, "Mom, I want to drink porridge, you can cook a little for me, cook more, and I can eat it at night." ”

Mrs. Lin was the most impatient to work, and when she heard this, she exploded suddenly, "I can't use your stove, I can't make a fire, and besides, your father cooks at home, and I won't get it anymore." You're such an adult, let me serve you as an old lady, it's almost okay, it's good to have steamed buns to eat, and you can eat big white steamed buns when you are sick in the past, as well as sausages, that's better than the New Year, you don't pick and choose, love to eat or not.

I didn't let you serve me when I came to your house, but you let me serve you!" ”

Mrs. Lin poured a cup of hot water and put it on the bedside table, stretched her face and left.

Looking at the glass fragments on the ground, Lin Rongwei's heart was also cold, this was his own mother, what could he say, he swallowed a steamed bun with difficulty with hot water, and he couldn't eat it anymore, the sound of the TV series outside made him have a headache, and he shouted a few times before calling Mrs. Lin, poured him a glass of water, and left.

An Xia stayed at school for a day, and in the afternoon she finished her homework with Meng Yan, and then quietly came to Grandma Xu's house next door, eating Grandpa Xu's potato beef stew and fried vegetarian meatballs, and then stayed at Grandma Xu's house until nine o'clock before going back.

When I went back, I naturally wanted to take a look at Lin Rongwei, and when An Xia arrived in the master bedroom, she was startled by Lin Rongwei on the bed, this, how could this be worse than when I went out in the morning, my face was blue and my eyes were bloodshot, my breathing was not very stable, and I could hear the murmur of snoring in my lungs.

There is a glass slag underground, and the bedside table is a few steamed buns, a bag of sliced sausages, and an empty cup.

Could it be that Mrs. Lin made a meal for her own son, this look was bought from the vegetable market, Anxia hadn't finished reading it, Mrs. Lin heard the movement and rushed in from the fire room.

"Where did you die this day, your father was injured and uncomfortable, and you didn't say that you would take care of it in front of you, something that has no heart! The house is in a mess, and I don't come back to cook the food, what are you doing! ”

"Grandma, what are you doing at home? You don't know how to sweep the glass slag underground, why can't you cook in the house, my dad's face looks much worse than in the morning, how do you take care of him? Just give him dried steamed buns, are you my father's own mother? If it weren't for your support, would he have been beaten like this by the Xu family?

You are comfortable and have a long face, it was your son who was beaten, you don't say that you take good care of it, and you still blame me, this house is cold like this, you don't say that you have a stove, is my father your own son? I've never seen a mother like you! ”

Lin Rongwei's anger was once again aroused by An Xia's words.