The mother went outside and was a complete waste, she lived the life of a rich wife, and the food and clothing were all given by her father, and the loss of these was equivalent to the loss of the rudder of the mother's use of expensive cosmetics.

That's why this woman is so anxious to regain her favor.

But want to regain your favor...... Which is that simple?

First of all, the mother needs a face that is enough to move a man and fall for it, but the beauty is no longer as gorgeous as it used to be, and she can only use money to buy staggering cosmetics.

Secondly, there is the figure in bed.

The figure is slender and cute, and the bed is unrestrained a few times... Mother thought about it firmly, my father still had mother and son in his heart, but now he can't perceive these intentions!!

Right! That's right, that's it!

Men are like this, as long as they work hard, those pocket money will come back!!

Mother laughed secretly in her heart, those foxes outside must have used some obscene means, lovers will not be so small and small can be lined up!

The little child doesn't know what his parents are thinking, maybe because he is a child, his mind is clear, and the servants and adults see that the child is young, and they can't hold back what they say, which leads to the little Tian Yingyang knowing those dirty things.

My father has a lot of ambiguous objects in the company, and there are often ambiguous sounds of water blending in the office, and the whole company knows that this manager is a master of flowers, but my mother doesn't exist.

Maybe you know.

The child thought to himself, the last time his mother took him to the company, he ignorantly heard the ambiguous sound of water inside, and after a while, the wheezing sound slowly stopped.

Then a red-faced secretary came out of it, and saw the manager's wife and son guarding the door, her face white, and she hid her face and left in a hurry.

Mother knocked on the door.

The father was sorting out his shirt inside, and when he saw his mother coming, he subconsciously wanted her to leave, frowning and thinking for a while, the two still chatted respectfully.

In the words, it seems that the incident between the child and the mother is just the most common.

The child doesn't understand.

Until now, he didn't understand it.

The child's pure gaze fell into the void, and the wounds all over his body seemed to be crying out for pain, hurting into his bones.

It was winter, but the child was still wearing a thin shirt, and everyone else had changed into a thick cotton jacket.

His face turned pale, and his lips turned a little purple.

"Ah!!h

A woman's scream suddenly came upstairs, Tian Yingyang didn't have time to think about anything, so he went upstairs blankly and opened the door directly.

There was a woman with her hair disheveled, her eyes fixed on the mirror in front of her, and the eyes seemed to jump out of them, and the child stepped back in fear.

Mother turned around, and the thick powder on her face had been shaken off a lot, and she looked dirty.

Her voice trembled, and she asked her son, "Tell Mommy, is Mommy's face ugly?" ”

The child was stunned and said his true thoughts, "It's not ugly." ”

The mother couldn't believe it even more, she yelled and pointed at the child's nose and accused: "Why are you lying to me?!" Why are you all lying to me!! ”

The former gentle mother is gone.

Mom now, very grumpy.

It doesn't feel like a mom anymore.

Like Daddy.

Little Tian Yingyang thought in his heart, he remembered everything his father did to him yesterday, and the wounds on his body involuntarily hurt, making him shrink a little.

The woman's suspicion was further confirmed by the woman's eyes, her hands tightly grasped the child's shoulders, and she couldn't stop shaking wildly, her sharp nails digging deep into the flesh.

"You say!! You mean!! Are you towards your father? Did you think you could ride on my head when my mom got old?! I'm telling you! Dream!!

Mother's words were reversed.

But Tian Yingyang still captured the main point.

Mother was complaining about herself.

Why blame yourself?

The child was stunned, and the woman's hands were like chains, tightly wrapping the person, dull and cramped.

Long.

The mother stopped, panted back in her chair, and spoke sharply and harshly, "You are my son!" You can't go to your dad! I'm your mother, do you hear me? ”

She reprimanded the child harshly, "I gave birth to you in October, what kind of food and clothing have you eaten well since you were a child, and I didn't take care of it?" You can't turn to your father, you're hurting my heart!! ”

The mother said a lot to herself.

The child is negligent.

When the woman saw that her son still didn't react, she was ruthless and slapped her face directly.

"Smack-"

Crisp.

Tian Yingyang was directly stunned by this slap, and his ears were buzzing, and it took a long time for the voices of the outside world to become clear from vague.

It was a high-pitched woman's voice.

"Do you understand?" The woman pinched the child's cheek fiercely, and the bright red nails were deeply embedded in the wound with force.

The wound, which was already beginning to scab over, was fragile, and as soon as the nail was inserted, blood seeped out of the flesh, and it could not be wiped clean.

The mother glanced at the child coldly, and she did not stop until the little child answered in a low voice.

She left the room.

A clear slap mark appeared on the child's pale face, several horrific blood marks were added to the criss-crossing wounds, and the shoulder had been pinched purple and even a little black.

The little Tian Yingyang sat on the ground for a while, and then struggled to endure the pain and got up and picked up the debris on the ground piece by piece.

He told himself.

Mom didn't mean to.

When he came out of the room, the servant of the house could not bear to see him, and took him by the hand to warm himself by the fire, and wrapped him in a shabby coat.

The servant sighed secretly, this child is still young, and he is treated like this...... It's really sad and lamentable.

At first, he still wanted to live a privileged life here, but then the family conflict made him feel cold.

Parents can treat their children so cruelly.

The servant shook his head pitifully and left.

Tian Yingyang opened his eyes in confusion, the stove had been extinguished for some reason, and there was an inexplicable chill in the air, which penetrated into his bone marrow, bringing extreme cold.

He rubbed his eyes, and it was night, and the wind was raging outside, and one of the windows was ajar, and the wind from outside blew in, and the curtains were whirring.

Tian Yingyang tightened the Jun coat on his body even more, he curled up tightly on the sofa, his whole body was soaked in cold, and his hands and feet were already unconscious.

The wound on his body itched again at this time, and the black scab firmly covered the wound, but the child knew that he could not pick it.

If you pick it, it will leave a scar.

If you have a scar, your mother won't like her.