"You..." Su Mu's mother stared at her son for a long time, then patted the table and said: "Your mother only knows how to steam buns and cook porridge. What are you dissatisfied with? If you have the ability, you can make breakfast by yourself! I see.
You can't make deep-fried dough sticks without frying them!"
"..."
After Su Mu was silent for a moment, he said in a low voice: "If I can fry fried dough sticks by myself, why would I need you?"
"What did you say!? Say it to me again!?" As soon as Su Mu's mother heard his words, she exploded and immediately started to fight.
"Mom, calm down, calm down!" When Su Xiaoli saw this situation, he quickly came out with a smile and joked: "Brother just wants to change his breakfast. I can go to the gate of the community to buy some fried dough sticks and soy milk tomorrow morning."
"Hmph!" Su Mu's mother snorted from her nose, sat down on the chair again, glared at Su Mu and said: "Look, look, when can you learn from your sister? You are really getting older.
Dai Viet is not sensible. Last time, a colleague of mine told me not to be angry with you often, saying that you have entered the rebellious stage, but I think other people’s sons only start to be rebellious after they reach high school. You are so
Why did you start to rebel when you entered junior high school?"
"Mom..." Su Mu looked at his mother with black lines on his head, and called her calmly.
"What for?" Su Mu's mother responded angrily.
"Have you noticed that as you get older, you become more and more verbose??" Su Mu glanced at her, dropped these words, and continued to drink porridge silently.
"Your uncle!!" As soon as Su Mu's mother heard this, she immediately grabbed a slipper from her foot and threw it towards Su Mu.
Without changing his expression, Su Mu stretched out his hand to catch the slippers thrown by his mother, then threw them back to her and said: "My skills are too poor, let's practice more."
"Your sister!" Su Mu's mother threw the other slipper over without saying a word.
Su Mu flashed his head, and the slippers touched his ears and hit the wall behind him.
"My sister is here, what do you want to do with her?" Su Mu reached out and touched the head of Su Xiaoli, who was sitting next to him, and asked his mother in a cowardly manner.
"..."
Su Mu’s mother was instantly furious.
Seeing that something was not right about the situation in front of him, Su Xiaoli immediately pulled Su Mu to stand up and said with a smile: "What, Mom, I'm full. My brother and I went to school. Mom, take your time."
Eat, let’s go first!”
After she said this, she grabbed Su Mu, picked up her schoolbag, and ran downstairs quickly.
After leaving the gate, Su Xiaoli finally breathed a long sigh of relief. She turned her head, glanced at Su Mu standing next to her, reached out and poked his arm and said: "Brother, why are you so old?"
I was arguing with my mother."
"Where did I quarrel with her?" Su Mu lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at her, and asked in a calm voice.
Well……
It seems that there was really no quarrel, it was just that the mother was unilaterally angry...
Su Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, then scratched the back of his head and said, "Then why do you always make mom angry? It's rare for mom to be at home for a few days."
"I didn't say anything." Su Mu spread his hands and said, "Do you like to eat steamed buns and porridge every morning?"
"I...I think it's okay..." Su Xiaoli said a little guilty.
