Quick Travel: Downing Zhazhalu

The more Wang Wei thought about it, the angrier she became, and the angrier she got, the more she couldn't control her thoughts, thus entering a vicious cycle.

Once a person is overly angry, his or her emotions can easily get out of control, just like Wang Wei at this time.

Looking at such a son, she couldn't help but think of the miserable life she would lead when she grew old.

The more I thought about it, the more tears blurred my eyes, and I couldn't help crying.

Liu Canhui said impatiently, "Why cry? There is nothing to cry about. I, a person despised by you, didn't even cry. You despised people actually have the nerve to cry."

When Wang Wei heard Liu Canhui's words, her blood rushed to her head for a moment, and she slapped Liu Canhui's face regardless.

Liu Canhui was stunned by her slap. He opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time.

After Wang Wei beat Liu Canhui, she already regretted it. When she saw Liu Canhui looking at her with hateful eyes, Wang Wei couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in her heart.

Liu Xuanming yelled, "Wang Wei, what are you doing? Why are you beating your son for no reason?"

Wang Wei raised her trembling hands in front of her. She couldn't believe that she had been so impulsive just now. She had obviously been gentle and gentle before, and basically she never spoke loudly.

This was the first time she hit someone. She suddenly covered her face and started crying, until she couldn't stop crying.

Liu Xuanming is also a little helpless. After all, she is the woman who has been with him for most of his life and who has always been dependent on her.

Being yelled at by him, he rarely lost control of his emotions and began to cry. Liu Xuanming was a little scared. He didn't care about anything now and quickly squatted down and hugged Wang Wei tightly in his arms.

Patting her back gently.

I don’t know how long it took, or perhaps because of the comfort of others, Wang Wei’s crying gradually became quieter.

Liu Canhui stood there feeling a little embarrassed and uncomfortable, not daring to leave. He saw his mother's crying getting smaller and smaller.

Liu Canhui said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Mom, I didn't mean to get angry at you just now, I just, I just."

Liu Canhui said with a choked voice, "I just feel very sad. I don't know where my future is? I don't know what I should do in the future. My father asked me to do housework at home. Did I think too narrowly just now?" , I thought my parents disliked me and wanted to kick me out of the house, but that’s not what I meant, I’m sorry, Mom!”

Liu Canhui said these heartfelt words, and Wang Wei's emotions were released after she cried. After all, it was a piece of meat that fell from her body.

After growing up slowly, she could not get angry with her biological son. Wang Wei wiped the tears on her face.

He said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, Canhui, my mother is also at fault. The root of this matter is that my parents also have problems. I didn't take your feelings into consideration at all. I'm sorry."

The mother and son reconciled so easily, at least on the surface.

The family happily returned to the room to rest. It seemed that everyone ignored the drunkard Liu Canyang lying on the sofa. Maybe they really ignored it, or maybe they didn't want to pay attention to the trigger of this matter.

The next day, Liu Canyang was awakened by the sound in the living room. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the sofa in the living room.

He moved slightly, and his body became extremely stiff. If he moved again, it felt like thousands of ants were biting him all over his body. Liu Canyang couldn't help but groan at the numbness.

Wang Wei heard the sound of Liu Canyang waking up, but she was in the room at this time. She had been thinking about it all night.

She knew how to treat Liu Canyang in the future. After all, Liu Canyang was not her biological child.

It was impossible for her to treat him as her own, but Liu Canyang was her husband's biological son after all, so she had no sufficient excuse to drive Liu Canyang out.

Wang Wei was so sleepless until dawn, and soon after dawn, she had to accept her fate and cook breakfast.

In the past, it was just a simple breakfast for three people. She could do it without any regrets, but she didn't know why.

Now that she was just making breakfast for one more person, she felt very uncomfortable and uncomfortable when she just heard the movement in the living room.

Wang Wei subconsciously avoided it, pretending not to hear, like a turtle shrinking into its own shell.

After about ten minutes, the numbness in Liu Canyang's body finally dissipated a lot, at least he no longer lost strength when his feet touched the ground.

Liu Canyang limped to the kitchen, shook his hungover head, and opened his mouth.

"Auntie! Did you make me hangover soup?"

Wang Wei turned her back to him. When she heard this, her face turned a little green, and she almost couldn't control her inner emotions. After two seconds, she finally recovered and said, "Sorry, Canyang, Auntie doesn't have any experience in this field." From experience, your father and Canhui have never been so drunk before, so Auntie doesn’t know how to cook hangover soup.”

Wang Wei almost pointed out that Liu Canyang was a bad drunkard, but Liu Canyang, who was not sober at this time, obviously didn't hear it. He borrowed the donkey on the slope and said: "Auntie, there are many tutorials on how to make hangover soup on the Internet. You now Make me a bowl! My head hurts!"

After saying this, without waiting for Wang Wei's specific reaction, he turned around and walked to the living room again. Wang Wei held the kitchen knife tightly in her hand, and her hands kept shaking with anger.

If Wang Wei hadn't wanted to maintain a superficial image, she would have wanted to hit Liu Canyang with the back of her knife and ask him where he got his face, so confidently.

But in the end, reason prevailed, and Wang Wei accepted her fate and made hangover soup. She just said that she didn't know how to make hangover soup, which was just an excuse.

Who would have thought that Liu Canyang, a stubborn stepson, doesn't even know what it means to look at people's faces and drink when he opens his mouth. He doesn't know how to do what people say, and he doesn't seem to understand what people say.

After Wang Wei brought out the sobering soup, Liu Canyang showed a smile and praised non-stop: "I just said that auntie is very smart. She can do things so well that she has never done before, just by learning them."

After Liu Canyang finished boasting, he couldn't wait to pour a big gulp into his mouth, completely missing Wang Wei's distorted face.

After finishing the drink, he handed the bowl directly to Wang Wei without even knowing that he had put the bowl in the kitchen, as if he was at home now.

Wang Wei took the bowl away from Liu Canyang's hand with a dark face and strode towards the kitchen without looking back.

When it was time to have breakfast, Wang Wei thought that Liu Canyang had already ordered her to do things in the morning, so he wouldn't act like a monster again, right?

However, in fact, Wang Wei had such wonderful thoughts. She just took two bites, and she didn't know if she had drank wine, but her mouth now had a bitter taste.