Chapter 30: Is the child's luck so good?
Wen Qiao patted Wen Chi on the shoulder: "It's okay, go into the house and turn on the light to write, the light is dim, it's not good for eyesight." ”
After speaking, Wen Qiao also went out, outside the door was the small alley of the bluestone road, Wen Qiao walked out, and at the corner of the blue brick courtyard wall, she heard the sound of sobbing.
She didn't dare to go any further, just leaned against the wall.
Mom squatted in the corner and cried secretly.
Mom also cries, mom also has vulnerable times, and mom also needs someone to rely on.
Su Yun's cry was very small and very depressed, and after a while, Wen Qiao heard the footsteps go away, and the adult's emotional catharsis was only about five minutes.
For five minutes, secretly find a corner, cry for a while, and then face the reality of life again.
When Su Yun came back, it was raining outside, and she was carrying a plastic bag with four pears in it, as well as a handful of bananas with some black spots and a few apples.
Wen Qiao hurriedly took a towel and stepped forward to help her mother wipe her hair, Su Yun's eyes were still red, and she said softly: "Eat bananas, I'll go to the kitchen to cook pears for Xiao Mo." ”
Wincho followed her mother like a little tail into the kitchen.
The rain outside was dripping and dripping, Su Yun was peeling by the pot, and Wen Qiao whispered, "Mom, I'm sorry." ”
Su Yun shook her head: "It's me who is sorry for you for making your life so difficult." ”
Wen Qiao felt even more guilty.
Her mother did her best to make the three of them live a life no worse than the average family.
Even though she has been strapped for money, her mother still enrolled her in a class to learn pipa, just because she has talent in this area, and because her mother thinks that it will be good for girls to learn some musical instruments.
"Mom, even if we don't go to Wen Jianmin for so many years, he never thinks that we have self-esteem and looks down on us, and when he sees us living in embarrassment, he won't have any sympathy, we do this, except for moving ourselves, in fact, it doesn't make any sense, do you understand what I'm talking about?"
Su Yun put the pears into the steamer of the soup pot, filled the water underneath, lit the fire of the gas stove, and glanced at her: "He is your father, don't call him by name." ”
"You asked me to treat him as a father, he never treated us as his children, eleven years, ignoring it, even if it was just to make him unhappy, I also need this money."
Su Yun opened her mouth, saw the perseverance in her daughter's eyes, and lowered her hand, "Mom is just worried that you will be hurt." ”
Zhong Huineng successfully ascended from secretary to secretary, her mind must be deep, the daughter Xu Lu she brought over is also a little girl with a heart, Qiao Qiao has always been a straightforward child, where can I get that mother and daughter?
Wen Qiao clenched her mother's hand: "I will protect myself, I will protect you and my brothers." ”
Su Yun finally compromised: "You tell your dad well, if you really can't get it, then forget it, mom will find a way to make more money, huh?" ”
Wen Qiaoyang nodded in defiance.
Say it well?
Inexistent.
Wen Jianmin is a person like Wen Jianmin, if she doesn't shed tears when she doesn't see the coffin, she can't talk to him properly.
Half an hour, the stewed pears with rock sugar were ready, and Su Yun filled a large bowl and brought it into the living room: "Xiao Mo, come and drink soup." ”
Wen Mo was thinner and fairer than Wen Chi, sitting at the dining table and drinking pear juice obediently.
Wen Qiao touched his forehead: "If you still have a cough tomorrow, go to the hospital to have a look." ”
Immer nodded.
With a twist of his head, Wen Chi had already thrown away his homework book and went to the computer to play games.
They have two computers, a desktop and a laptop, both brought back by Wen Mo, who he said won in the Weibo lottery.
The smartphones of the three siblings were also won by Wen Mo.
Now Wen Qiao is a little suspicious, this kid, is his luck so good?