After that, my mother still went to America. I don't know what method Mo Han used, but he managed to convince my mother and she was willing to accept his help. The moment she stepped into the airport, she looked at me blankly. I don't know if she was afraid that I would never see her again in the future or if she thought that I would be fine after losing her. She wanted to stay and accompany me, but I didn't dare to let her delay even a day…The money was paid by Young Master Su for nothing, so I even tried my best to find an extra translator. He was a retired high school teacher who looked very reliable…
I've asked Su Shaobai before, and he only said that Mo Han said it was worth it, so I didn't hesitate. This time, I didn't have time to figure out the story between the two of them because my mother had left. I knew that she would come back, but the emptiness of relying on each other for more than ten years really made my heart unable to fill up. I also carried a huge debt of millions. In this ordinary residential area, one million could be considered the common property of more than ten families, even including the house…
I thanked Mo Han and pushed the bicycle that was parked in the hospital. It was bought by my mother for me on my tenth birthday. It was not bad and could be considered a reliable friend. She never left me and accompanied me without any major problems. After accompanying me for seven years, all that was left was the simple frame. As for the brake, it was something that had not been used for a long time…
At the same time, my mother opened the diary I gave her on the plane. It was what I wrote to my father. It was very, very short. It was just one sentence." Dad, what was it like?”I don't remember how old she was when she wrote it. At that time, my mother cried for a long time and kept the diary. She told me that she was both my father and mother.
In the end, she didn't find a stepfather for me. Uncle Zhang waited for Mom for ten years, but there was still no result. Many people came to visit Mom. They were her high school classmates or something. I don't really remember. They seemed to want to take care of us, but Mom still didn't agree. She only said that she was taking care of a child and was used to it. If there was another person, her heart wouldn't be able to adapt. After that, no matter how others explained, she didn't say anything.
Another time, it seemed like a married man came over. He looked very ordinary and had a smile on his face. He said that he could give his mother a sum of money. Of course, it was an equivalent exchange. At that time, the family situation was really difficult. I seemed to have seen the loosening in my mother's eyes. No, I'm Mommy's precious daughter. I think I should stand up. I walked into the kitchen, took out a kitchen knife with a cold light, and rushed out.
At that time, I felt that I had to become a very strong person so that I could protect my mother. Holding the kitchen knife, I felt a sense of security for the first time. Children without a father would naturally have a much less sense of security and think more. However, at that moment, the kitchen knife that my mother often held gave me another kind of dependence and warmth.
I walked in front of my mother and blocked her behind me. The man glanced at me and then opened his narrowed eyes a little. He said that he would take care of us and raise me. If possible, he would even send me abroad to sing and dance. In short, he said a lot of benefits. He ignored the weapon in my hand and was immersed in his own world.
I didn't hesitate to cut him. I felt that my world would be very peaceful if I did that, and my mother wouldn't be bothered. He had come here once before, but was chased away by my mother. This time, his attitude was completely different from the last time. Now that I thought about it, I felt that our predicament back then might have been caused by him…
The weather was very cold. The coat he wore was very thick, but I had some strength since I was young. The blade cut through the thick clothes and cotton, leaving a scar on his arm. It wasn't very deep because that was the greatest strength I could use. The result was very gratifying. There was blood, but he didn't cry out. He just looked at the wound and looked at me doubtfully. "Why does it hurt more than before?”" My mother cut the chili…"" Sss…" Bean-sized sweat dripped down…
At that time, his eyes seemed to be unprecedentedly firm. I firmly believed that I could, I could protect my mother…After that, he didn't go forward. He stood at a safe distance and looked at us. He no longer cared about the wound on his hand. He could even light a cigarette with a flame. I felt that my mother's grip on my shoulder was a little too strong…
"In the past, you were just this strong. I liked you just like that. Now that you have taught your daughter, very good. I will not do useless things anymore. Some things cannot be forced.”He turned around. When he left, he stopped about ten meters away from us and turned his head." Maybe I'll snatch the things that I like in the world, but you're my only gentleness…"
He left and really didn't come back. Even when his wife rushed into my house that afternoon and poured a basin of cold water on my mother, he didn't come back again. I was going to fight her to the death, but my mother stopped me. She said she was a pitiful person because she was also robbed. That man never cared about what was stolen…Yes, he still cared about my mother…
I don't understand why a disgusting person would have such a side to him. A bad person should be a bad person, right? At the beginning, he made such disgusting conditions and was considered a person worthy of hatred. Even when I was young, he noticed me. If it wasn't for my mother, I would have been so afraid that I would have hidden. "The reason why I mentioned him was because I later found out that his identity and fate were always such a joke. He had to not let go of the long-cherished wish of the previous generation in this generation.
She pushed open the door to her house. There was no sound of her mother busying herself in the kitchen. It was as if she had not been angry for a long time. She could even feel the existence of dust." Phew, you still haven't grown up, Mom."”There were still white onions on the chopping board. I held them in my hand and took a bite. In an instant, the spicy feeling stimulated my throat, but I still couldn't cry.
This didn't seem to be an illness because there was no cause. This was still an illness. Even onions couldn't break through the barrier in front of their tears." I can only eat instant noodles."”When my mother was not at home, the food would definitely not be fresh. I basically did not go to buy vegetables. I did not know which vendor's vegetables would be fresher and the portion would be more abundant.
I didn't know which butcher sent the meat from the slaughterhouse in the morning. I didn't add any coloring. I also didn't know what kind of fish my mother would choose for the Brain Soup and how to cook it. As for cooking, it seemed that I only knew a few things. I gradually forgot about it because of my mother's care. Now, I picked up the kitchen knife again and waved it elegantly. Then, I put the green onion on the chopping board and cut it in half...
"Tsk…It still doesn't work." She tasted the super salty scrambled eggs that she made, but she still had to eat them. She just had to drink more water…No, I don't want to put up with it. I want to go hungry.
During the day, I went to pick out a phone. There was a wide variety of phones, but I didn't like anything. As long as I could make calls and send messages, I didn't want anything else. However, what I wanted wasn't in the phone shop that Ning Le brought me to. In the end, I gave up on this idea. I didn't have anything. It was the same as before. It's just a matter of habit. I can see clearly.
The eggs were really hard to swallow, but I don't have to go hungry tonight. Thinking that it wasn't too late, I picked up the racket and went downstairs again. There were always a few kids who had nothing to do like me there. Perhaps they felt the same way. It wouldn't be bad to play with them for a while.
However, I didn't expect that after I pushed open the door, Mo Han would indeed be standing outside. He looked at me and was stunned for a moment. "Playing basketball?"
"Yes, I have this idea."
"With one less opponent, I didn't have much fun.”
"En…but you're not my opponent with your current appearance.”
"Some things need to be tested with practice.”
In the beginning, there was nothing different. Because he was injured, I didn't use much strength. I just swung gently as if I was playing. After a few times, I suddenly realized that this guy had adapted to it and became more skilled. No, I couldn't handle it at all. After dropping the ball again, I smiled at him." You have to be serious."”
"As you wish."
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