When I got home, I put down a bag of things.

I'm really hungry.

The mother changed into a simple dress and came out of the room.

She had a hairpin in her mouth and her hands behind her head to comb her hair.

"There's already bayberry?" She asked with a vague smile.

"Well, maybe a little sour; I bought a little one. "I remember my mother loved bayberry.

"Put it in the fridge." She put the hairpin into her bun and said, "Help me boil a pot of water." ”

"Okay." I changed into my slippers and headed to the kitchen.

It didn't take long for the mother to get ready early.

A long-lost taste. That's great.

"Is there less sugar? It seems to be a little light. The mother took two sips and frowned slightly.

"Just right." I gave a serious thumbs up, "The best sake to drink is to make balls." ”

The mother shook her head slightly, and continued to settle her breakfast in silence.

Halfway through the drink, my mother suddenly asked, "What did Angel tell you?" ”

"I don't know." I put down my spoon and suddenly lost my appetite, "I didn't hear it." ”

"People always have to experience right and wrong." The mother sighed lightly, "Right and wrong will pass." ”

"Mom, you're not actually called Kane, you're called Kant, right?" I teased as I spooned the wine in the bowl.

"Kant didn't have such a handsome son." My mother's hand reached out to my forehead, "It's beautiful even if it's broken, and it deserves to be my own birth." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and I was distracted to wipe the scar on my forehead.

The two short scars that are less than one centimeter apart from each other still leave traces after the stitches are removed.

It's all thanks to the unfortunate drunken woman.

"I know the director of the beauty hospital, I'll take you to see if it can be eliminated in a few days." The mother calmly retracted her hand.

"No need." I shook my head, "It's not a girl, why are you so clean on your face?" ”

"Whatever you want." The mother no longer insisted.

After breakfast, she changed into another light T-shirt and denim, and added a British-style trench coat over it.

"How's this set?" She asked, scarfing her silk scarf.

"Beautiful." I nodded heartily.

Mother seems to have stepped out of the shadow of divorce from Zhao Wei recently.

Except that her cheeks were thinner and paler than before, which she could make up for with makeup, and she looked like a beautiful young woman under thirty.

"There's nothing to go to in that school." The mother was full of ambition, "I can't even protect the personal privacy of students, garbage school." ”

I hung my head, not knowing what to say.

This kind of thing, no matter where it happens—school, workplace—as long as it's a place where there are people, it can't be avoided, right?

Human beings are born to gossip and chew on the root of the tongue, and they are tireless in it, taking pleasure in it.

Gossip doesn't ruin enough people......

But no one can change, can they?

Because everyone himself is the agent of sin.

"Our mother and son are really ......," the mother sighed in a low voice, "they are all destined to miss out on higher education." ”

If you don't have a chance, you can't have a chance.

It's not like that.

After my mother left, I changed my clothes and went out.

There are many car repair shops nearby; Some shops will recruit some apprentices to help with simple tasks such as washing cars and changing tires.

The manager of the first shop interviewed me and bluntly rejected me on the grounds that I lacked basic maintenance knowledge and experience, and seemed to be a reticent person who was not suitable for the industry.

I left depressed and wandered aimlessly through the busy streets for a while.

If the garage doesn't work, go to the restaurant and wash the dishes. I think so.

"Kang Rong, you're not suitable for that, don't waste your time on that kind of thing." Behind him was that nasty voice again.

It's really a ghost.