Lao Gong is a crybaby

On Saturday, Sang Ran followed Tan Minze back to his house, and as soon as he entered the door, Wu Lingxue rushed forward to check if Sang Ran was injured.

Seeing the marks on his neck, he felt distressed as if his own son had been beaten, "How could they hit so hard?"

Tan Minze stood at the door and saw his own mother caring so much for Sang Ran, he was so depressed. When he was bullied at school, Wu Lingxue cared so much for him at first when he came home.

But after many times, she began to lose her temper at him, blaming him for why he didn't fight back, why he didn't tell the teacher, and why he let others bully her.

Later, those people did more and more things to him, but he was also less and less afraid to let her know. Every time he finished crying outside and wiped his face before returning home, but this was inevitable because of being late. Return and be trained.

Wu Lingxue had never seen the scars she had hidden under her clothes, let alone knew that her son had suffered far more pain than she imagined.

He used to wish that when he went home and cried, Wu Lingxue would say outrageously, "Don't be afraid, Mom will help you vent your anger."

However, she never said it.

"It's really lawless, have the schools dealt with those students?" She led Sang Ran into the room, leaving Tan Minze aside.

Tan Minze didn't show anything on the surface, but he was very disappointed and a little jealous in his heart.

Sang Ran was flattered, and scratched the tip of her nose embarrassedly, "Auntie, I'm fine, the school will take care of it."

Wu Lingxue smiled and said: "Let's not talk about these unhappy things. Auntie went to buy strawberries and pineapples for you this morning. That morning, I saw Ozawa packing fruits for you in the kitchen early in the morning. I thought you probably like to eat them, so I Bought some more and came back."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and called Tan Minze: "Ozawa, the fruit is in the refrigerator, go and bring it out."

"Oh..." Tan Minze listlessly went to the kitchen to get some fruit.

"Thank you, Auntie." Sang Ran was overjoyed. It turned out that Tan Minze prepared the fruit himself early in the morning. He thought it was Aunt Wu who prepared it, and Tan Minze just brought it over.

When Tan Shuya came back and saw the people in the living room, she was a little surprised, "Why is Sang Ran here?"

Wu Lingxue's face was full of joy, "Sang Ran will come to live with us on weekends so that he can help Ozawa with his homework." Then she winked at Sang Ran, "Really?"

Sang Ran knew that Wu Lingxue probably said that because she was afraid that he would be embarrassed, so she also nodded, "Well, I'm here to tutor your brother."

Tan Shuya couldn't believe it, and thought to herself: Why do you put so much effort in tutoring homework?They have been tutored to the bed... Uh, no, they have been tutored to the point of living at home?

"What's wrong with you here?" Tan Shuya pointed to her neck, beckoning to Sang Ran.

Sang Ran was vague, "Nothing."

Seeing that he didn't want to tell her, she curled her lips, just as Tan Minze passed by her with a fruit, took a strawberry and ate it, and commented, "It's very sweet."

Wu Lingxue: "Is that so? Sang Ran eat quickly, you're welcome."

Sang Ran smiled obediently, reached out and took the strawberry, put it to her mouth and ate it in small bites, her eyes followed Tan Minze all the time, and she didn't look back until he sat on the sofa.

Tan Minze noticed that when he looked up at him, Sang Ran lowered his eyes again and concentrated on eating strawberries.

It made him a little confused for a while, what did Sang Ran want to tell him?

"Xiao Ze, come over to eat too." Wu Lingxue finally remembered his son, and when she saw him sitting in the distance, she wanted to call him over.

Tan Minze got up and took a meaning, then walked around with his bag on his back, "I'm going up."

Several people looked at each other.

"Auntie, I too..." Sang Ran wanted to follow, but Wu Lingxue was unwilling to let him go.

"You talk to auntie, by the way, I'll show you the photos of Ozawa when he was a child."

Sang Ran just raised his buttocks and sat back down again. He was quite curious about what Tan Minze looked like when he was a child, and he thought it was cute when he thought of his immature face with the expression of "don't get close to strangers".

Wu Lingxue went into the bedroom and brought over a thick photo album. Tan Shuya had never seen her take it out before, and now she was a little curious, so she leaned towards Wu Lingxue.

"Let me tell you that Ozawa was cute before. I used to put him on the bed and tell him not to leave, and wait for me to go home. But when I bought vegetables in the afternoon, he sat there with his little head tilted. Asleep without moving my butt."

When talking about the past, it was rare for her to have such a nostalgic look on her face.

"This is the one." She turned to the first page, pointing to an old photo that was yellowed, "This was taken with a camera sent by my neighbor. The pixels are not very good, so I didn't take a clear picture."

She was talking to herself, gently stroking the fleshy cheeks of the child in the photo with her fingers, her eyes as gentle as water.

Tan Shuya agreed, "It's quite cute." It's too different from now.

She suddenly smiled and said: "Look, this is the year when he was three years old. It was snowing heavily outside. He ran out excitedly, but fell into the snow and cried coldly. He got up and opened his hands, crying loudly. Calling 'Mom', he didn't come over by himself, just waiting for me to hug him, his father saw it and took a picture of it."

Tan Minze was indeed crying very sad at that time, with his red face upturned, his eyes closed tightly, only tears kept pouring out, his mouth was wide open, and saliva was hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Sang Ran wanted to laugh, but felt a little distressed. If he could really time travel, he wished he could go back to that year, and immediately rushed over to hug Tan Minze in his arms to coax him and make him happy.

"This is a family portrait that he asked his neighbor to take for us when he was celebrating his fifth birthday."

In the photo, Tan Minze was smiling so happily, it was a carefree smile that Sang Ran had never seen on his face.

This was also the first time he saw the appearance of Tan Minze's father. He was an extremely beautiful and handsome man, but his beauty was unreal and lifeless.

After all, Tan Minze's appearance is more like inheriting from his father.

"The family used to have a hard time. That was the first time Ozawa had a birthday cake. His father bought it from the market one day in advance. The road was icy and the car didn't come back until midnight."

Sang Ran noticed that Wu Lingxue's voice was choked with sobs, and he couldn't comfort her, so she looked at Tan Shuya.

Tan Shuya understood the meaning in his eyes, and reached out to pat Wu Lingxue's back unnaturally, "Auntie..."

Wu Lingxue smiled lightly, indicating that she was fine, and tried to use her calmest voice to say: "Ozawa's father is a teacher of the people. That year, a mental patient got into the school. He stabbed everyone with a knife. His father Got a knife for a little girl."

She swallowed the breath stuck in her throat, and sighed heavily, "That's it."

Even though Tan Shuya usually didn't want to see her, she couldn't ignore her now. She reached out to hold Wu Lingxue's trembling hand, "It's alright, auntie, it's all over."

Wu Lingxue gently put her other hand on the back of her hand, "Thank you, I'm fine."

Sang Ran intentionally turned this sad past, and happened to see a photo of Tan Minze wearing a short skirt in the lower right corner, and asked, "Auntie, is this Ozawa? Why is he wearing a skirt, so cute."

As expected, Wu Lingxue was attracted by his words, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and laughed, "You may not believe me, Xiao Ze saw the little girl in the house wearing a skirt, so he insisted on pestering me that he would also wear it." , I didn’t listen to any persuasion, and carried a small stool to the door of Lingju’s house to sit all day for two days.”

Sang Ran was curious: "Why is he sitting in front of someone's house?" So that adults can buy him skirts?

"He is very clever. Every time a little girl comes out wearing a skirt, he runs up to hold her hand, and praises her, 'Sister, sister, your skirt is so beautiful'. The neighbors saw it and were so happy that they went to the city on the third day. I bought an identical pair and gave it to Ozawa.”

"Hahaha..." Sang Ran and Tan Shuya both laughed so hard that their stomachs ached.

Who would have thought that Tan Minze, who now loves to ignore people, would be so troublesome when he was a child?

Wu Lingxue laughed along with them, "He wore that skirt for a whole week, never took it off when he slept, never took a shower, and finally my father and I forcibly took it off him, because of this, he still has a Been sulking for days."

Thinking of the chubby little Tan Minze pouted and ignoring others in anger, Sang Ran felt that his heart was going to be cut.

Tan Minze sat on the second floor for a long time and didn't see Sang Ran come up. He was wondering, and he couldn't explain why he should have thought that Sang Ran would come up with him.

But now he was going to go downstairs and see what the hell he was doing.

As soon as I opened the door, I didn't take two steps, I heard laughter from the living room, and Wu Lingxue's next words——

"Ozawa used to be cute and acted like a baby. When his father took him to their school, he saw that he was cute. The students liked him very much. As for Ozawa, he saw a boy in the class eating a lollipop. He just ran in front of them, opened his arms to them, and said, 'Brother hugs', who do you think can bear it?"

Sang Ran laughed loudly: "That's absolutely unbearable! I must have spent all my money on buying candy for him."

Tan Shuya also added with a little excitement in her heart: I also...

She seemed to have forgotten that the beloved Tan Minze was the same person as the Tan Minze who disgusted her.

Wu Lingxue: "That's not true. Didn't that kid immediately take him to buy a bunch of candies? He spent the whole class in his arms eating candies. Do you think this kid is smart?"

Sang Ran suddenly became jealous, he was going to die of sourness, and he also wanted to hug such a lovely Tan Minze and pet him.

"Mom..." Tan Minze suddenly appeared behind the sofa, took away the photo album on her lap, and complained, "There's nothing to say about my childhood."

Before Wu Lingxue could speak, Sang Ran anxiously reached out to snatch the photo album from Tan Minze's hand, yelling, "What are you doing? Get it here quickly! I still want to hear from my aunt."

Tan Minze ignored him, turned around and went upstairs with the photo album in hand, Sang Ran quickly chased after him with his schoolbag in his arms, "Auntie, I'll go get it back for you."

"Go, go." He patted Tan Shuya's shoulder again, "Go and play too, I'll cook."

"Um……"

Seeing that the door of Tan Minze's room was not closed, Sang Ran felt happy: she's quite arrogant.