Chapter 134
"Brother, be careful. Dad has a bad temper when he's drunk. If he hears it, you'll be beaten up again."

Hao Xi made a quiet gesture and whispered to his brother, because the sound insulation effect of the room was not very good and his brother's voice was loud, so it was easy to be obeyed.

"I know, but it's a little too much for him to get drunk often. Every time he goes home, he is drunk."

Haoran frowned, with a dissatisfied expression on his face, the food on the dining table did not move, the hot food was already cold, every family outside was eating New Year's dinner, but their house was unusually quiet.

"Brother, don't talk about it. Mom said that Dad is very hard outside. You have to understand. The project some time ago made Dad very busy. You have to understand Dad. It is not easy for him outside. The whole family is very busy. Rely on father."

Haoxi shook her head, and signaled her brother not to speak, because her mother hated them to speak ill of her father the most.

"I hate drinking people."

"bump--"

He frowned, and was about to say something, but who knew that there was a sound of falling things upstairs, which was extremely harsh.

"Brother, my parents are fighting, should we go over and have a look." Haoxi had a panicked expression on her face, she was afraid of her father, so she was reluctant to go over.

After their father was drunk, he would often lose his temper. Once when he was drunk, just because Haoran said a few words, their father directly threw something on Haoran's head, scaring her to hide in the corner of the door I dare not go out inside.

"Hey, you stay here, I'll go and have a look."

Haoran sighed, and said helplessly to his sister, he stood up and walked upstairs.

This kind of scene has happened many times. The father and mother are married with their sons. The father is not very satisfied with the mother, and the mother is indecisive and has always been the one who is bullied.

Haoran quickly arrived at the door of the room.

He saw his alcoholic father pointing at his mother and throwing things on the table.

There were shards of glass all over the floor.

My mother squatted on the ground and picked them up one by one with her hands. Even if her hands were punctured, she picked them up silently.

"Mom, don't clean up, get up!"

Haoran walked over and pulled up his mother from the ground. His father was still throwing things. His face was extremely red, he was drunk, and he was completely unconscious.

"Hao Ran, it's okay."

"Mom, don't worry about it." He looked helplessly, his hands were bleeding, why did he need to clean up.

"It's Haoran..."

The father drunkenly stood up and walked unsteadily, but fell to the ground before he was in front of him.

He picked up something on the table and smashed it hard, venting his inner emotions.

"Dad, didn't you say you wouldn't drink?"

Why do I come home drunk every time, it's like this every time, the words I say are like farting, and I come back drunk every time.

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about, your father and I don't drink, how can we raise you, the wine bureau is always drinking... Do you think I want to drink, they all toast me, why don't I drink? No Just look down on them, look down on them, they look down on me..."

"vomit……"

"Stop making trouble, the child is watching..."

Just as he was about to slap his mother on the face, Haoran immediately walked over and strangled his wrist.

"You are domestic violence, it is against the law!"

"Brat, who told you to meddle in your own business!!"

"Hao Ran, don't worry, your father is drunk."

"Why do you keep swallowing your anger? Do you know that you can't change his understanding by begging for forgiveness? He will only bully you even worse."

Haoran couldn't stand it anymore, her mother's face was swollen.

(End of this chapter)

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