Nie Qiu calmly turned off the gas stove and walked to Nie Aifang's side slowly, "Mom......" She knew that she was definitely going to show her stuffing now.

Nie Aifang asked Nie Qiu to lower her head and pick up the hair on the top of Nie Qiu's head near the back of her head, where the hair that had been covered by the front was exposed, a bald mouth the size of a fingernail was exposed, the blood had coagulated, and it was coated with a transparent ointment. And in front of Nie Qiu's forehead, there was also a bald mouth the size of a fingernail, but Nie Qiu parted his hair diagonally and covered it, and this place was where Nie Qiu's forehead was bleeding when he was fighting.

As soon as Nie Qiu wanted to raise his head, he heard Nie Aifang's sobbing, "Qiuqiu, does it hurt?" ”

Nie Qiu shook his head bitterly, looked at Nie Aifang and said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt, Mom, I don't hurt." ”

As soon as Nie Qiu's words were finished, Nie Aifang covered her face and cried, "They all bully me, they all bully us!" Why are they all bullying us! "She died of a man, when she was in her hometown, everyone bullied her family for not having a man, everyone talked to her, she endured it, took her daughter away from home, the only time she went back, she was also told by others that she was washing her hair in the big city, she had nothing to justify, and never went back.

This time, her daughter was beaten and admitted to the hospital, and she also knew that it was not her daughter's fault. She couldn't help but blame herself, blaming herself for being useless and not being able to give her daughter a better life.

Nie Qiu was stunned, looked at the grief-stricken Nie Aifang, and gently hugged Nie Aifang's shoulder, "Mom, I don't hurt, it really doesn't hurt, Mom, don't cry, don't cry." "How many grievances has this sad woman suffered? How many setbacks and exclusions have you suffered in such a big city? She couldn't know, she only knew that now this woman couldn't suppress such grievances. Although, as she said, a lot of money was made today, more than in the past two days and three days.

In fact, no matter how much money she made today, the fact that Nie Qiu was injured was a blow to Nie Aifang.

Nie Aifang rested her head on Nie Qiu's shoulder, unable to suppress the grievances and indignation in her heart any longer, and cried loudly.

Her heart hurt and was very heavy, Nie Qiu had to hug this fragile person tightly, she once thought that she was unlucky, she had no parents by her side, and she had never been loved by her parents, but now she realized that there was something more unfortunate than her in this world.

In fact, there will be some unsatisfactory in everyone's life, the poor and the rich, but they are all human beings, they are human beings, they will have her seven emotions and six desires, and they will have his dissatisfaction. But no matter what, you should face it strongly.

Nie Aifang was very tired from crying, and after letting go of Nie Qiu, she went back to her room to sleep, Nie Qiu fetched water, brought it into the house, twisted a handkerchief to wash Nie Aifang's face, and wiped away the tears on her face, and then took off Nie Aifang's shoes, soaked Nie Aifang's feet in hot water, and rubbed them gently.

Nie Qiu knew that Nie Aifang was not asleep, otherwise she would not cooperate with her actions, she didn't know how to comfort this fragile woman, but what Nie Qiu knew was that there was no emotion that could replace her daughter's filial piety and love for her mother, and she believed that her actions could cheer this woman up.

After washing Nie Aifang's feet, Nie Qiu pulled the quilt for Nie Aifang, turned off the light, exited the room, and after she cleaned up and washed herself, it was already two o'clock in the morning, she set the alarm clock at six o'clock, yawned and fell asleep.

Nie Aifang sat up tremblingly, and while crying, she took out her phone from under the pillow, "Hey, Aiwen, it's me, I'm my sister." ”

Nie Aiwen turned on the bedside lamp, took the phone and glanced at his sleeping wife, stood up, and opened the curtains next to the bed, "Sister, you haven't slept so late?" It's two o'clock in the morning now, I said, you have to rest, why don't you listen? What do you think? How are you doing the job I introduced you? Did the boss embarrass you? ”

Nie Aifang held back the choking in her throat and said with a smile: "I did a good job, the boss is very good, and my salary has not been deducted, Aiwen, I will call you this time...... Do you want to ...... I want to ......"

"Are you short of money again?" Nie Aiwen couldn't help laughing, "Sister, what are you hesitating about talking to me?" You brought me up, say it! How much is the difference? Is Qiuqiu sick again? ”

"Nie Aiwen, if you dare to lend money to their family again, I will divorce you immediately!" As soon as Nie Aiwen finished speaking, he heard his wife, who was originally sleeping on the bed, sit up, and Chen Yanxiang, who was wearing sexy suspender pajamas, had her shoulders half exposed, which was quite sexy.

Obviously, this sentence was also heard by Nie Aifang, and Nie Aifang smiled bitterly: "Aiwen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to disturb your sleep, you rest early, I'm going to sleep too, you take care of your body, goodbye." After speaking, Nie Aifang pressed the red button, hung up the phone, covered her face, and couldn't help crying again.

"Hey, sister, sister!" As soon as Nie Aiwen heard the 'beep' sound from the microphone, he shouted twice, and when he saw that no one responded, he knew that Nie Aifang had hung up the phone, he pressed back, and kept calling several times, first no one answered, and finally turned off the phone.

Nie Aiwen threw the phone on the bed, "Let me tell you Chen Yan, although Lao Tzu is in your Chen family, but Lao Tzu is still a man, I was brought up by my sister, the eldest sister is like a mother, you don't agree with me to take my sister to live at home, and I am not allowed to help my sister?" I've never seen a woman like you, femme fatale! All right! You're getting a divorce, aren't you? Leave and leave! Who's afraid of whom? Lao Tzu has long wanted to divorce you, and I was enslaved by your parents all day long, do you think I am so rare to your family's property? ”

As soon as Chen Yan heard what Nie Aiwen said, she stood up from the bed, "Nie Aiwen, you bastard, don't think I don't know that you are looking for a junior outside, you want to divorce, no way!" What you wear on your body and what you hold in your hand are all things from my Chen family, if there is no Chen family, what do you have? You have nothing! ”

"It's funny." Nie Aiwen snorted coldly, "You said you wanted a divorce just now, and now you say it's me, Lao Tzu is just this day, if you think about it, let your lawyer handle the divorce, I'll leave first!" ”

Nie Aiwen took off the clothes on his body, even his underwear, and threw them on the bed naked, "Your things, I don't wear them!" I don't want underwear either. So saying, he walked to the closet, took out a worker's suit from the bottom of the closet, put it on his body, and turned to leave.

"Nie Aiwen, you dare!" Chen Yan shouted in a lost voice.

Nie Aiwen didn't look back, turned around and left. It's not easy to be a door-to-door son-in-law, you have to please your wife anytime and anywhere, please your father-in-law, please your mother-in-law, and even your own children.

Once, he thought about how to educate his children, but he didn't expect that as long as he lost his temper with himself a little, his father-in-law and mother-in-law would scold him, he ...... After all these years, he doesn't look like a man! He's had enough!

Chen Yan grabbed the quilt, wrapped it around her body, and chased it out, "Nie Aiwen, don't forget, we still have a child!" Don't you even want children? ”

"Such a little overlord, I'll leave it to you!" It's not that he's ruthless, it's ...... He can't afford to raise such a little bully.

His son, the cost of a month's toys, is a year's living expenses of an ordinary migrant worker, although he has the confidence to start from scratch, but he does not have the confidence to raise his own children well.