The violin's mother glared at Wen Jiu: "I scolded my child, what does it matter to you?" ”

Hearing that this person's attitude was very impulsive, Lu Jing's eyes were slightly cold, and he stood up and wanted to protect Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu gently pushed him away, shook his head at him, and motioned for him not to interfere.

Lu Jing looked at her and had to sit back again.

Wen Jiu walked up to the violin's mother and said politely: "Madam, first of all, this is a public place, and you influence others like this. Secondly, although he is a child, he is a person, what kind of person do you scold him in front of him, he doesn't want dignity? ”

The child froze, turned his head, and looked at Wen Jiu cautiously.

The maintenance given by strangers made him feel the understanding and respect he had not felt for a long time.

At a young age, he didn't know why he was even more aggrieved because of this, and he couldn't control his cry of "wow".

When the violin's mother heard the cry, she became even more angry, ignored Wen Jiu, raised her hand and slapped her child's ass twice.

"Cry! You know crying! Do you know that I could have been an executive of a listed company, just to give birth to you, and was squeezed out! Now that I'm taking care of you with all my heart, you're still not satisfied? Still not working hard? Are you worthy of the cause I sacrificed for you? ”

"When I was a child, I didn't have the money to learn the violin, and now I spend so much money to report to you, you can't even get a prize! Are you worthy of all the money I spent on you! ”

[Did your child make you do this?] Is it your child who has squeezed you out of the workplace? Did he force you to give birth? 】

[If you want to learn violin, then learn it yourself? Whoever stopped you, who did you beat, what are you doing here to blame the child? What does it mean to let your child help you complete your dreams that you can't fulfill? 】

[Did you give birth to a child with the child's consent?] Now why is it upset to blame the child? 】

The barrage instantly erupted with many voices of condemnation, and also said what Wen Jiu was thinking.

She suddenly understood the sentence in the parenting qualification exam more deeply: Can you do it without putting your dreams and sustenance on your children?

She opened her mouth and was about to refute, but Xiaocai's mother, who had been watching on the sidelines, spoke first: "Eliminate the gas, be a mother, who is not like that?" ”

Although her voice was low, it was very steady, as if there was some inexplicable power, which instantly quieted the noisy dressing room.

Mother Violin looked at Mother Xiaocai with red eyes, with a little contempt in her eyes: "What is the same?" Like me, you used to be a corporate executive? ”

Xiaocai's mother lowered her head slightly, looked at the oil stains on her sleeves, and pulled the corners of her lips, revealing helplessness.

"Actually, I didn't cook from the beginning, I had my own ideals at the beginning. Don't look at me like this, I was a rock 'n' roll kid.

"Then I got pregnant, I had a side dish, and I couldn't go to the bar with my friends every day, so I slowly quit.

"Once, my friend told me that as long as I went to G City to participate in a competition and won a prize, I could sign a contract with a brokerage company and make my official debut. But at that time, Xiaocai was only more than a month, and I really couldn't go, so I refused. That time, my former band mates really won the award and signed with an agency, and they have been very popular ever since.

"When Cindy was a year old, my friends knew I wasn't doing well and came over and wanted to take me to rock 'n' roll. I went to perform with them once, and I was embarrassed to go to the bathroom in the middle of the song, and I was so uncomfortable that I was still screaming there.

"As a result, a high pitch, I leaked a pants of urine on stage.

"Because after giving birth, I have always had some problems with my pelvic floor muscles."

Xiaocai's mother's voice is gentle and soft, but it has an indescribable weight, like an old man who has gone through most of his life, talking to his juniors about his memoirs.

Obviously, there was nothing vigorous, and there were no ups and downs, but Wen Jiu's eyes were already red unconsciously.

[Little Hey Meow: My first impression of Xiaocai's mother was that she was an NPC who couldn't have a name, but I didn't expect her to have such an experience, and she was actually such a person with such a story. 】

[Yunxiu: Every mother has a story! From a girl to a mother, there must be a lot of hardships and hardships that are not told by outsiders. 】

[Second Brother Lan is addicted to incense burners: I miss my mother so much...... It's cold, ask the anchor to bring some goods that can be given to my mother! 】

Wen Jiu nodded silently, and when he turned around, he asked Lily of the Valley to sell some gifts suitable for her mother.

Xiao Cai next to her listened to her mother's words silently, and she couldn't help crying.

She rubbed her eyes and threw herself into her mother's arms: "Mom, blame me and blame me, otherwise you would be a big singer now......"

Xiaocai's mother smiled and hugged her daughter: "It's okay, these are all mother's choices, and it's not you who made me like this." ”

Wen Jiu glanced up at the violin's mother, and saw that she had shut up and stopped talking, her eyes were evasive, and she didn't know whether she was ashamed or what.

After a while, the violin's mother dragged her son away.

The attitude towards my son was particularly good when I left.

It took a while for Xiaocai to stop crying, and her mother took her to the bathroom outside to wash her face.

Wen Jiu also packed up for Quan Haotian, but her own clothes hadn't changed yet.

When she was about to change, Quan Xihong sent her assistant to come to her: "Miss Wen, Master Quan asked you to go over now." ”

Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment: "I haven't had time to change my clothes yet, I'll change my skirt first and then go, right?" ”

The assistant said: "Let's go over first, Master Quan is very short of time." ”

"Okay." Wen Jiu glanced back at Quan Haotian and asked the assistant, "Do you want me to take the little young master with you?" ”

Quan Haotian seemed to have expected something, and looked at Wen Jiu and the assistant nervously.

The assistant shook his head: "You can go over alone first, the purpose is to talk to you about your salary and tutoring contract this month." Someone else will come to pick up the young master later. ”

Quan Xihong is in a high position, so naturally he will not just drive her away, but will go through the legal process, report to her and compensate.

So Wen Jiu nodded and agreed.

She glanced at Lu Jing again, Lu Jing understood what she was going to say, and took the initiative to speak: "You go, I'll take care of Haotian first." ”

Wen Jiu nodded, and was just about to leave, when Quan Haotian suddenly shouted: "Mother Wen, will you stay and continue to take care of me?" ”

Wen Jiu smiled and didn't answer, but said, "Hurry up and put away your little orc skin, wash the makeup off your face, and wait to see your parents." ”

After speaking, she left the dressing room and followed her assistant to find Quan Xihong.

Xiao Quan Haotian was still reluctant to give up on his animal skin, hugged it and asked, "Lu puppy, when can I wear it again?" ”

Lu Jing raised his hand and slapped him on the head again: "Call it like that again, be careful that I beat you." ”

Quan Haotian glared at him.

It's like this every time, and after the beating, he said to be careful to beat him.

Lu Jing looked at his puffing appearance, thought it was funny, and couldn't help laughing: "I've been playing your dad for so long, don't you really call me dad?" ”

Quan Haotian was extremely stiff: "No! Don't call it! ”

……

Outside the door, a sneaky man looked through the crack in the door into the dressing room.

Seeing Quan Haotian inside, he took out gasoline

This gasoline was brought in by the goods worker he disguised as a backdrop last night.

He poured gasoline into the door and pulled out a lighter.

He gritted his teeth viciously: "If you make it impossible for my son to be born, I will burn your son!" ”

With that, he took out the lock he had prepared, locked the door of his room, and threw the lighter with a flame on top of the oil.

The flames burst into flames in an instant, engulfing the entire wooden door in a matter of seconds.