The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 592 Midlife Crisis 25
Each mother takes care of herself.

This is what Siru means, and it is time for Wang Lin to feel the weight of the word "responsibility".

crush you!
The funny thing is that the queen mother always praises her son's filial piety and ability outside all the time, but it's a pity that there is a lazy woman who disturbs the rest of the house and provokes the relationship between mother and son.

hateful.

At the beginning, the Queen Mother said that whoever has the son will raise it.Now she returned the original words to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin scolded angrily, "Why are you so unfilial!"

Siru retorted, "Your mother may not be loving!" She sneered, "You are filial and you raise it."

Even the old man who takes care of his mother is prevaricating, so what right does he have to call others unfilial.

hypocritical.

Wang Lin was very angry, "What about the son? You gave birth to him, shouldn't you pay for it?"

joke.

No matter how addicted he is to games, he knows that raising a child will cost a lot of money. Wang Mao is about to go to high school, so there are only a lot of optical expenses, accommodation expenses and living expenses.

He can't do it alone.

Siru raised her eyelids and looked at him contemptuously, "I raised him until he was 15 years old, now it's your turn. Wang Lin, are you still a man? I never asked you for money before."

He chuckled, "I can't help it even if I want to. Who asked me to save the money for him to study, but he generously gave it to others. Now I can only rely on you as my father. Didn't your mother say that Whose son will be raised? Wang Mao has your surname, so if you don’t raise it, who will raise it?"

She turned around and went in, picked up the mobile phone on the bed, and looked at Wang Lin, "I have made it very clear. Divorce or not, it is impossible to go back to the past."

If you want her to live a hard-working life like Li Huizhen's, she has to bear the word for her son's sake, there is no way!

Left without looking back.

Wang Lin stood at the door with a gloomy and cold face. He clenched his fists so hard that he wanted to slam them on the wall like in TV dramas to express his abnormal anger at being insulted and belittled at the moment.

But afraid of pain.

He has been well protected by the queen mother since he was a child, and he has not even bumped into him. He is a delicate baby.

"Bitch!"

He could only squeeze out these two words from between his teeth, his voice full of hatred.

Wang Mao didn't know when he opened the door. He stood at the door with a panic expression on his face, "Dad, what should I do?"

Wang Lin: ...

Gritting his teeth, he said fiercely, "I don't believe that without her, I would starve to death."

Facts have proved that it is not enough to starve to death, but to suffer from poverty.

Siru said she would do what she said she would do if she said she would not support the disabled, and she would not share a penny of her money. She didn't look like she had experienced the experience of a brat who spent all her money to reward Internet celebrities. She was not in high spirits. At least there is no loveless life before.

Work hard.

Colleagues heard about her, some were curious, some were concerned, and some even gossiped.

Everyone asks, "Are you okay?"

Siru had a faint smile on her face, "It's okay."

But who believes it!
She eats all breakfast and dinner outside, and occasionally buys some food and only cooks for one person when she goes home.

Even Wang Mao doesn’t have a share.

Wang Mao had carefully rubbed her side to ask for attention, but Siru was very focused on eating from the beginning to the end, and didn't give him any attention, ignoring him the whole time.

"mom."

Wang Mao shouted softly.

His stomach growled in a timely manner, and he swallowed while looking at the mixed sauce noodles on the table.

He has already gone back to school.

Li Huizhen used to give him ten yuan for lunch every day, but now Siru doesn't care about it, and Wang Lin has to go to work.

Wang Mao was hungry.

I didn't eat much at noon. When I came back in the evening, I followed Wang Lin when he went out to eat.

eat a lot.

Even the soup and water of the ordered dishes must be soaked in the rice so that no drop is wasted.

Only those who are really hungry know the value of food.

Wang Lin didn't have any money either, so his heart was bleeding when he saw his son devouring food. It hurt so much.

I hate Si Ru even more.

Under the pressure of life, Wang Mao gradually realized one thing, only his mother would care about him.

Fatherly love?

Sorry, this is a mountain that doesn't exist.

Because I was hungry, my heart panicked, and I couldn't lift my spirits at all, let alone watch the live broadcast.

The young lady is invincibly beautiful and youthful, but this kind of virtual relationship is not enough.

Wang Mao was so hungry that he doubted his life.

He asked Wang Lin for money, but Wang Lin only said, "Ask your mother, I don't have it."

She just avoided him from behind, as if he was a debt collector.

Wang Mao had no choice but to buy the mobile phone that Li Huizhen bought for him at a low price. He lived frugally for a few days, and now he really has no money.

The mountains and rivers are exhausted.

If it goes on like this, he will definitely starve to death.

Wang Mao had to compromise with Siru.

But Siru doesn't accept it.

After finishing the noodles and washing the dishes, I went back to my room to work overtime.Wang Mao walked to the kitchen where the smell of meat still lingered, and looked at the clean pots. Suddenly his nose felt sour, he squatted on the ground with his head buried in his knees and began to cry. There was only one voice in his head, "Fuck!" Don't want him anymore.

Very sad.

It makes him even sadder when he thinks that his mother always made a lot of delicious food before and he could eat whatever he wanted.

When Wang Lin came back from outside, he saw Wang Mao coming out of the kitchen with red eyes and lowered head.

He is a little guilty.

In order to eat alone, I didn't go home at all today, and I came back after eating directly after get off work.

The stomach is very satisfied.

Knowing that Siru would not care about Wang Mao, he handed a small plastic bag in front of Wang Mao, "Today, Dad went out to have dinner with his colleagues, and specially bought steamed buns for you."

What about four.

A full two dollars.

Wang Mao raised his eyes and looked at it. A sudden hatred came to his heart. He really wanted to slap the steamed buns off, and let him starve to death if he shouted again.but no.

He slowly reached out to take it, took out a big bite, tears fell without warning, his vision was completely blurred, and he swallowed instinctively.

Isn't it just spending 10,000+, why did you do this to him, why!
Wang Lin sat on the sofa and took out his mobile phone and clicked on the game. He didn't feel anything when he saw his son's tears and said, "Don't blame your father. If you want to blame, blame your mother. She didn't support you."

Fluttering.

Indifferent tone.

Wang Mao swallowed the steamed bun mixed with tears and stared at him with grievance and dissatisfaction, "My mother doesn't care about me, you are my father, why don't you care about me either." He would rather spend money to play games.

question.

Wang Lin raised his head with an unhappy expression on his face, "I don't care about you? Who took you out to eat these days, your cold-blooded mother? If I hadn't pitied you, how could you still be standing here? You were already hungry. Dead. Such good intentions are not rewarded."

Wang Mao didn't speak any more.

Wang Lin snorted coldly, and began to devote himself to the game on his own.

When his phone indicated that the battery was low, Wang Mao was no longer around him.

Sneer, you really spent money to raise a supercilious wolf, and you actually dare to yell at him.

in the room.

Wang Mao lay on the bed with his eyes blank. From time to time, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

There were two leftover steamed buns on the messy desk, not because they were full, but because they planned to save them for breakfast tomorrow morning. He never had breakfast before, even if his mother asked him to eat it, he would be very upset. I am impatient and think she is annoying.

Now, only missing.

(End of this chapter)