"Son, my dad miss my mom, it seems. If I could hold it and love it for two days now, my mom would be willing to do anything. Also, my dad is less and less willing to take revenge. Son, of course, your revenge is excluded."
It's the sound of drinking again.
"This is what makes my mother so painful. Dad must take revenge. After all, they still have threats. Son, when the matter is over, do you think mom will come back and let dad love enough?"
Color sticks, color sticks, destroy emotions, destroy atmosphere, really
I blushed and angry![
A silent voice slowly walked by.
The next one is May 28 and July 7.
His voice slowly floated out again.
"Son, I'm seven years old today. Can you stop leaving and accompany your father? The little rice bucket is making trouble every day, so my father has to drive his mother away and stay on the streets. Once you leave, there will be no one to accompany your father. In the future, there will be no more.
If someone helps his father plead with his mother, his father will die.”
"Son, the little rice bucket is a lot of money. Do you think it's worth it to let your mother suffer some hardship and let your father cheat some more? The question is, if you don't remove all the money bucket, your father will not be able to suppress them. This is how it looks
, Dad has a headache."
"Oh, how about my son? Are these two small houses beautiful? Although, no matter how many things are, you can't compare to your name, dad, and dad, you can only give you these. In the future, I will definitely build a golden house for my younger brother and a younger sister.
Will you come back to live in a jade room?"
With a long sigh, Yin Yijie kept depicting my experiences to his son, including running around on the streets, drinking tap water to fill his stomach when I was hungry, sending flyers to make money, and temporarily living in school, there are many more.
He knew almost everything I had experienced. He watched, hurt, and came back to say he could hear and complain to his son.
Actually, I don’t think it’s so hard, after all, I’ve survived;
But listening to him say it, I felt that his heart was filled with shame and regret, and it hurt ten times more than me.
"Son, dad sometimes wonders whether to stop or not, just cut out the big piece, no more. If you send another hotel to get mom, dad will not hesitate."