Chapter 15: The Son Does Not Teach (1)

It is a woman's nature to love beauty, and He Wei is no exception, she is nearly forty years old, and she dresses up carefully, although the makeup is a little rich, but it also hides the increasing age. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Women love to look in the mirror, especially the mirror in the bathroom, with the slightly psychedelic light, the person in the mirror also looks beautiful.

He Wei stood in front of the washstand, obsessively looking at herself in the mirror, sometimes playing with her hair, sometimes looking at the side face, and throwing out a flattering eye from time to time.

She just stared blankly, and if she could, she didn't want to leave for a moment.

At this moment, the lights suddenly dimmed, and her face in the mirror seemed to become gloomy for a moment, she was startled and immediately looked up.

And the self in the mirror, the reflected figure, should have synchronized with her movements, but ...... At this moment, it became weird, he didn't look up, he didn't shift his gaze, his dead fish-like gaze revealed a thick hatred for a moment, staring at the woman in front of him.

When He Wei was sure that the light had become normal again, she thought it was because the voltage was unstable, and looked at herself in the mirror again, at this moment, she didn't know if it was an illusion, the face in the mirror was pale and a little terrifying.

Maybe it's too much foundation, she thought like this, and she was going to tidy it up again, but at this time, an impatient voice came from outside the door.

"Mom, you're dying slowly!"

Hearing her son's dissatisfaction, He Wei was no longer stinky, hurriedly pushed open the door and walked out.

She didn't notice that the person in the mirror ...... Remains.

Listening to the conversation between the mother and son outside the door, at that moment, the face in the mirror suddenly blurred, turning into the face of a middle-aged man full of blood and hideous, and as the light faded, this strange face disappeared into the darkness.

"It's hard to stay up until Saturday for the holiday, don't delay me." The young man's name is Huang Jie, and he is holding his arms at the moment, and the expression on his face is as if someone else owes him a lot of money.

"Don't be angry, baby, if mom dresses up well, if you meet your classmates after you go out, they won't laugh at you." He Wei looked for an excuse with a sneering face, and seeing that her baby son was still not satisfied, she hurriedly promised a lot of benefits, which coaxed her awkward son.

Just when the two were preparing in the living room and were about to go out, the door was slammed open first, and Huang Jie's father, Huang Yaoming, entered the house with a gloomy face.

He Wei was knocked down, and when she saw that it was her husband, she suddenly lost her good face when facing her son, and asked coldly, "Why didn't you come back last night?" ”

"No, I'm calling you, I'm working overtime." Huang Yaoming said impatiently, with a hint of tiredness in his voice.

"Hmph, who knows if you don't go home at night to drill a woman's bed." He Wei sneered.

"Why are you so suspicious of this woman, I work day and night to support you two, and in the end I can't get any trust from you?" Huang Yaoming didn't have much trouble at work, but at this moment, facing his wife with a bad attitude, he suddenly became angry.

"You don't have days and nights, and I don't see you earning mountains of gold and silver." He Wei sneered and sneered.

"People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, I have made you wear gold and silver, what do you want?" Huang Yaoming glared and roared.

Seeing the routine noise of his parents, now it is getting worse and the time is delayed, Huang Jie's eyes showed disgust, and he interrupted angrily: "Mom, it's over, let's go quickly!" ”

He Wei took care of her son, glared at her husband hatefully, and was about to pull her son out of the door.

"Wait, what are you going to do?" Huang Yaoming shook his body and stopped them.

"I took my son to an amusement park, what's wrong?" He Wei said indignantly.

"Didn't you just go there last week?"

"My son is so tired from studying, I should take him out to relax when I have time."

"He's tired!" Speaking of this stubble, Huang Yaoguang suddenly jumped like thunder, and glared at Huang Jie fiercely, "You don't know that he doesn't study at school, how many times has his homeroom teacher come to visit his home!" ”

"The child is still young, and it is normal for him to be naughty and playful at this stage." He Wei defended her son angrily.

"He's still young? He is in the first grade of junior high school this year, and he should understand everything, do you still think that he was just weaned yesterday? ”

The more Huang Yaoming spoke, the more angry he became, he suddenly remembered something, pushed He Wei away, and pointed at Huang Jie's nose angrily, "Yesterday, your homeroom teacher called me and said, are you bullying your classmates again?" ”

"Ask me what I'm doing, I've called you, don't you know?" Huang Jie rolled his eyes and turned his face away.

"Damn, now I'm used to it, and I dare to have this attitude with Lao Tzu, see if Lao Tzu doesn't smoke you to death today!" Huang Yaoming couldn't suppress his anger anymore, and he was about to slap him.

He Wei was startled, hurriedly pulled her son behind her, and glared at Huang Yaoming angrily, "You are crazy, you usually don't look at your son, and you will be beaten and scolded if you make a small mistake, tell you, with me, don't want to move my son's finger!" ”

"I make money, you take care of my son, now you spoil him, what's wrong with me educating him, he usually either skips class or tangles a group of little hooligans to bully his classmates, and he will go to heaven if he doesn't care about him!" Huang Yaoming scolded loudly, and was about to push He Wei away and drag his son over.

"Don't you think about it!" He Wei stopped stiffly, "What's wrong with bullying people, bullying people is better than being bullied, son, this is called a kind!" ”

"You fart, your crooked stomach will hurt him sooner or later, Lao Tzu is going to let him remember it for a long time today, and don't fucking cause trouble for Lao Tzu!"

In the midst of the quarrel, Huang Yaoming was determined to teach his son a lesson today, and He Wei ignored the makeup she had just put on for her son, and fought with her husband in the middle of the block.

Huang Jie looked at this scene, smiled unruly, and took this opportunity to hurriedly open the door and sneak downstairs, looking at this familiar way, this kind of thing often happens, he relied on his mother, and escaped the pain of flesh and skin more than once.

After a while, seeing that the key people had run away, Huang Yaoming and He Wei stopped in the mutual accusations.

Until He Wei chased him out, Huang Yaoming's face was red and white, he roared angrily, threw the briefcase on the sofa, stuck his waist, and couldn't stop panting, obviously extremely unwilling.

Seeing her son waiting for her downstairs unharmed, He Wei breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and made a triumphant gesture, and then beckoned to her son.

This incident didn't affect their mood, He Wei took the car and drove her son straight to the amusement park.

At this time, Zhong Ning also walked out of the gate of Tianhai University, and he stared in one direction for a long time.

"To be able to stay in the world for so long, it must be a strong obsession, and it can be regarded as having a heart, but it is really ambiguous, it is resentment, but it reveals anxiety, like a fusion of something else......"