Holding the mobile phone in her hand, He Yulei tried to calm herself down, but even so, her lips were still trembling, and she hurriedly dialed a series of calls in her sadness, but as she expected, a desperate voice came from the other end, "The phone you dialed cannot be connected for the time being......

The woman looked a little unwilling, and then called back, "The phone you dialed is temporarily unavailable...... I don't know how many calls she finally made, but the same voice always came from the receiver. "He Li, you and play are missing, you bastard." She cried helplessly, as if trying to keep her voice as low as possible. Helplessly, he leaned against the wall and wept bitterly.

At this time, He Beifan had already walked down from the piano bench, and his mother's crying came from the kitchen, even if the sound was very small, he could still hear it, but he didn't say anything, not so much slowly, but tiptoeing in front of his mother. But she didn't intend to let He Yulei notice it, and stood there quietly looking at her.

I saw that my mother's eyes were red, and tears were like beads with broken threads, constantly gushing out of her eyes, and one hand was weakly beating the kitchen wall, while the other hand was stubbornly picking on it. The waist that was already a little bowed was now bent lower, looking extremely painful, and I don't know how long I cried when I stood like this, He Yulei didn't have any sound, just sobbed silently, she kept sighing, looking embarrassed.

In Beifan's impression, it is rare to see such a mother, in fact, the boy has always thought that she is happy. At least, she is satisfied with her current life, because even if He Yulei is tired, she will show him her best side. Therefore, in front of Beifan, his mother is sunny and smiling, and he has never seen it in such a tearful state as now.

Time was passing minute by minute, and He Yulei seemed to be tired of crying, she didn't know why she was so sad. For so many years, she and Beifan have come over like this, as a single mother, she feels that everything is on her shoulders, and she feels nothing.

Unexpectedly, the man's words were enough to break her, and it was difficult to get back up. It turned out that she was not as strong as she imagined, and she was just deceiving herself.

The woman couldn't recover for a long time, and she felt even more headache, so she had to lean against the wall to support herself, even if she closed her eyes, but the tears still kept coming out. I don't know how long it took for her to come back to her senses, the woman wiped her tears, trying to make herself stronger, but in her tearful eyes, she saw Bei Fan standing there silently looking at herself.

"Fanfan, why are you ......" He Yulei hurriedly wiped her tears, there was an urge to cover up, she had never cried in front of He Beifan, and naturally she didn't want the child to see such a fragile face of herself. But even so, she couldn't calm down her emotions and pretend to be happy in just a few seconds. Therefore, He Yulei just pouted appropriately, trying to pretend that nothing happened.

"That." Although He Yulei was very restrained, her tears were still falling drop by drop, so the woman simply turned her face sideways and didn't look at her son, "You're hungry, let's eat." With an understatement, she wanted to cover up all of He Li's ruthlessness and all her heartache. But for all this, He Beifan has no way of knowing. She could tell from her mother's haggard face that she was very sad, and her eyes, which had been bright, had become red and swollen and even cloudy at this time. But the boy did not know that all this was due to his despicable father, and he did not know why his mother was so sad, so he only felt distressed.

Bei Fan sat silently at the dinner table, it had been a long time since morning, and he was indeed hungry. But for some reason, looking at his mother's eyes, he couldn't lift the chopsticks. What used to be light had become extremely heavy at this moment, so there was not much interest in eating.

At this time, He Yulei didn't fail to find that her emotions had affected him, so she pretended to be very calm, "Fan, you eat quickly, if you don't eat again, the rice will be cold." The woman said and hurriedly put the fish on the plate into Beifan's bowl, "Eat more, fish meat is good for the body." Although his mother seemed very affectionate on the surface, Bei Fan had a hard time moving his chopsticks, he looked at He Yulei in a daze, he wanted to ask something, but he was afraid to uncover his mother's scar again.

Therefore, He Beifan could only be silent, but he had no appetite for the braised fish that He Yulei had worked so hard to brew. Therefore, even if he picked up the chopsticks and looked at the bowl full of rice, he only took a bite into his mouth, which seemed very boring.

"What's wrong? Is the food cooked that day not to your liking? Seeing her son's disappointed performance, He Yulei couldn't help but doubt her craft, so she picked up the chopsticks and put them into her mouth, but when the fish was delivered to her mouth, she found that the dish was already a little cold, and the woman frowned dissatisfied, "It's all cold, how can you eat it?" He said this as if he was complaining about himself, but he finally diverted some attention.

"Don't eat it yet, I'll take it and heat it up." He Yulei said and went to the stainless steel plate on the dining table. At this time, He Beifan learned smartly, he hurriedly launched an attack on the plate of braised fish, pretending to be very appetizing, took a large piece and put it in his bowl, and then took a big gulp of the rice in the bowl, and kept smacking, "Well, don't heat it Mom, just eat it like this." ”

It was his relishing appearance that made He Yulei's heart feel better, she looked at her son's pretended greedy eating appearance as if she was healing herself, and seemed to have found the courage to live again.

"Is Mom's cooking delicious?" Mother asked nonchalantly, perhaps, all she needed now was a comfort. This kind of comfort doesn't require many words or a lot of difficult questions, just a simple affirmation, and that's enough. Even though she has reached such a low point, she still hopes that she can get back on her feet.

This strong woman told herself when she was so down, "It's okay, without you He Li, I can still raise this child He Yulei." Don't you want this son? Yes, I raise it, this is my own flesh and blood. What's wrong with me alone? What's wrong with me being a woman? I can still take care of this child's future, so that his living conditions are not worse than those of his age, and even I can make his life better. ”

When such a strong idea came out, He Yulei felt that she had become strong at that moment, and even, she became very useless for any pressure in her life, and she stopped crying. This feeling of crying, this feeling of nesting she never wants to have anymore, what she wants to do now is to be a mother, and naturally she wants to bring enough security to her children. Therefore, she just needs to sit here seriously and accompany Beifan to eat with peace of mind, and she doesn't want to think about the rest.

"Delicious. Of course Mom's cooking was delicious. Beifan doesn't know when he seems to have returned to his childhood, every day when he comes home from school, his stomach is hungry and screams, and his mother has already brought the prepared meal to the table, when he can't wait to pick it up in his mouth, his mother will always ask with concern, "Is Mom's cooking delicious?" And Beifan often answers as he did today.

It's just that that time has passed, and he is also a big boy, and he can no longer be coquettish to his mother like he did when he was a child, there is nothing to say, and it is a very happy thing to come and eat with his mother. Look at He Yulei again, although her mood was a little more relaxed than just now, her eyes were still very red and swollen, and she was just looking at Beifan, and she didn't have any appetite to speak of.

"Mom, don't just look at me, you can eat too." He Beifan saw He Yulei's thoughtful look, but there was a sadness that could not be concealed, and he knew that his mother must still be immersed in Fang Cai's affairs and couldn't extricate herself, but as for what it was. Beifan wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, although he didn't hear anything while playing the piano, he vaguely felt that this matter had more or less something to do with his disgraceful father.

"Oh, that." She originally wanted to resign, but she didn't want her son to worry. Therefore, the woman still reluctantly picked up the chopsticks, but his ears were full of He Li's vicious words. As a result, the meals I had worked so hard to make became tasteless when they were delivered to my mouth. She just took a bite and stopped.

Beifan also looked a little nervous, he really didn't understand why his mother was fine when she finished cooking, why she just made a phone call and became the way she is now, what happened, what happened to make her so sad. Since the mother didn't say it, there was naturally a reason why she didn't say it, and Beifan didn't want to ask.

He didn't say anything, but struggled to pick up the rice in his bowl and swallowed it with some difficulty. This is really a torturous lunch for He Beifan, not because the food is not palatable, but the mother's current state makes Beifan feel that every minute and second in front of the table is painful. But he lacked a reason to step down from the dinner table, He Yulei has always felt sorry for Beifan, so she filled his meal to the brim, and now it makes the young man a little big.

Mother and son sat at the table in silence, painfully silent, and they didn't know what to say to each other. I don't know how long it took, He Yulei finally cleared her throat and took the initiative to break the deadlock, "That, Fan." At this point, the woman was silent again, but seeing the child's big eyes looking at her so sincerely, she had to go on again, "Well, do you have a class this afternoon?" Because she really didn't know what to say, the woman's words seemed clumsy and clumsy, and they came out completely without thinking about it.

He Beifan's face was naturally full of wonder, originally he was still very worried in his heart, thinking that He Yulei would have something very important to say to him. Unexpectedly, my mother didn't. But Beifan really couldn't understand why she would ask herself such a question. Because since Beifan switched to art, there must be an extracurricular piano shop every Sunday afternoon. At first, he thought the tuition fee was a heavy burden, but his mother didn't mind. On the contrary, she encourages herself to learn.

"Yes, there is a piano lesson in the afternoon." Bei Fan said it without thinking, and suddenly as if he remembered something, he slapped his head violently, "Oh, by the way, it's time to pay the tuition next week, Mom." The young man pouted his lips a little embarrassed as he spoke, "Look at my memory, if you don't mention this today, I guess I'll forget it." ”

Beifan often forgets things, and always smiles embarrassedly whenever he mentions it to his mother. As for He Yulei, she will also jokingly reproach her son and remind him to keep these important things in mind. This has always been a habit for the mother and son, but today it has changed.

When He Beifan raised his head to look at his mother, he suddenly found that the expression on He Yulei's face was ugly, and the whole person seemed to be nailed to the seat. He didn't know the truth, how did he know that the money he paid to learn the piano was child support from his father. And the mother can only support the daily expenses of the mother and son.

"Mom." His chopsticks just stopped in mid-air, "What's wrong with you?" Is there something uncomfortable? Beifan is not stupid, he vaguely sensed that he had touched his mother's pain point, so he was very worried, knowing that He Yulei would not tell him the truth, but he still had to ask.

"Oh no, nothing." The woman's voice trembled a little, Bei Fan's words were undoubtedly a thunderbolt to her who was tight on hand, she tried hard to cheer herself up, but now it seemed that it was all in vain.