Chapter 187: Being a Servant

After work, Tang Yue didn't say hello to her mother, bought fruit and returned home, standing outside the door, she was about to take the key to open the door, when she heard the abuse from the house.

"How did you get it? Is this something that people eat? You eat it yourself, I don't eat it, and I lose my appetite when I see you. All day long, you know that if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am now. Broom star! It's really unlucky. ”

I only heard a loud bang!

Tang Yue's face changed, and she immediately opened the door.

There was no stepfather in the living room, only the mother was seen squatting on the ground, her head down, and she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly. There was preserved egg and lean porridge all over the floor, and even the back of the mother's hand, as well as the food residues, were burned red and extremely dazzling.

Tang Yue hurriedly put down the bag and stepped forward: "Mom, are you okay?" ”

Zhong Wanjun lowered her head, she didn't know what she was muttering softly, as if she didn't notice that Tang Yue was back.

Tang Yue raised her voice a little and shouted twice: "Mom, are you okay?" Look up and look at me, I'm back. ”

Zhong Wanjun came back to her senses at this time, slowly raised her head, and found that it was Tang Yue.

"Tang Yue, when did you come back? How did I not know? Ah! Get out of the way, the floor is dirty, let me clean this up first, don't get your clothes dirty. ”

"Mom, let it go! Clean and follow me to the kitchen for a shower, your hands are all red. ”

Fortunately, there was no blistering. In the room, the initiator was indifferent, leaning on the bed and watching TV, as if everything that happened outside had nothing to do with him. Tang Yue held back her anger, took people to the kitchen to rinse, brought ointment to her mother to rub it, and then cleaned up the mess in the living room.

Zhong Wanjun wanted to help, but was stopped by Tang Yue.

"You're all like this, let me do it! These days, don't do these things anymore, don't touch the water where you get hot, remember? ”

Zhong Wanjun sighed: "If I don't do it, who will do it?" Your Uncle Wu is injured, and he can't do this. My little injury is out of the way. Big deal, bring gloves. ”

Tang Yue thought to herself, the severed finger was also his own fault, even if he couldn't help with housework, at least he could take care of his own affairs. He just broke his fingers, not his hands and feet, why did he still act like he couldn't take care of himself?

Zhong Wanjun knew that Tang Yue was dissatisfied, and took her hand, suggesting that she should not make trouble, she didn't want any more quarrels in this house.

Tang Yue packed up, and didn't want to talk about this with her mother at home, so she simply took her out.

Zhong Wanjun wondered: "What are you taking me out for?" ”

"You eat at home every day, I'll take you out to eat today, let's have a good chat, Uncle Wu is at home, there are some things, I don't think it's convenient to talk about it."

Tang Yue found a good cafeteria and took her mother in. Her mother didn't agree at first, but Tang Yue told her that the buffet could be eaten as much as she wanted, but she could eat as much as she wanted, and she couldn't waste food, so Zhong Wanjun agreed.

Tang Yue knew that it was too good a place, and her mother was even more reluctant to go, and it was just right here.

The mother and daughter chatted while eating, Tang Yue didn't say anything about seeing a psychiatrist at first, and asked about Zhong Wanjun's recent status, she reported good news or bad news, and she didn't mention what was wrong with her, and she didn't want Tang Yue to worry.

Speaking of Wu De, Tang Yue reminded Zhong Wanjun: "Mom, Uncle Wu is inconvenient, at least there are some things that he can do by himself, you are not his servant, you know?" There are some things that you can just let him do on his own. ”