It was neither serious nor serious, I said this word to my mother.
Know.
This is not good.
But it must be said, because she not only humiliated my son, but also ruined the reputation of her daughter-in-law.
Not surprisingly, my mother exploded.
She didn't slap me in the face like she did when she was little, she just scolded me.
Call me a bastard.
Call me heartless.
He said that he knew I was not filial, so he shouldn't have given birth to me. From now on, he would count on Chen Wei and tell me to get out.
As for the money I gave Chen Wei...
ha!
Mom still has a point: "I regret giving birth to you, but no matter what, I have raised you for fifteen years."
"The little money you gave Wei Zi should be paid back to me."
…… ……
the next day.
morning.
Maybe it wasn’t because of the food, but Gao Hong and I were the only customers in the huge Yonghe Soybean Milk Store.
An old song was playing from the speakers on the wall:
"Female Flower"
Anita Mui's voice sounded like resentment, but after listening to it for a long time, her deep voice revealed the vicissitudes of life.
It's like telling a story.
a woman's story
"It sounds really nice."
After a long time, Gao Hong said this.
This was the first time she spoke since we came in, and unlike last time, this time I sat across from her.
so.
You can see her forced smile.
"Crack."
I lit a cigarette.
life?
I hate this word.
Many people, when they have no choice but to do so, will say that this is fate and characterize their sorrow as a bad fate.
In my opinion, this is a cop-out.
But in the face of Gao Hong, I can only say that it is fate, and paraphrase the lyrics I just heard: women are like flowers and dreams.
"Dude."
"Go out and smoke!"
The waiter at the bar reminded me.
Um.
Go out and smoke.
It's time to go.
The two o'clock train in the afternoon also takes a shuttle bus from the county seat to Shi'an.
"elder brother."
"Put out the cigarette!"
Um.
destroyed.
You can take a black train and go directly to the train station in a while, so you have enough time.
And Gao Hong, who left me behind, still wanted to hear stories about being a soldier just like the night we first met.
Um…
What to talk about?
ha!
It’s strange to think about it.
The first time we met, we somehow ended up chatting so much in this Yonghe Doujiu shop.
Right.
I've always wondered.
He also asked her: "My WeChat avatar is a five-pointed star. Why did you guess it was me when you saw it?"
So curious.
Those with five-pointed star avatars are not necessarily soldiers.
It’s a soldier, it doesn’t have to be me.
Gao Hong didn't answer.
She put her arms on the table, rested her chin on her palms, and her eyes drooped slightly, smiling as if she was in a daze.
After a long time again.
Gao Hong, who kept his posture moving slightly, said, "Brother, I want to take revenge."
"OK!"
I smiled in response.
I understand.
I really understand.
What she calls revenge is a kind of catharsis, just like when I said the word ‘get out’ to my mother yesterday.
truth.
I've wanted to say it for a long time.
To be honest, I hate my mother.
But because of moral pressure, I have never dared to say it.
Even if she was endlessly partial to Chen Wei. Even if she abandoned me in just six months after my dad left and was in a hurry to remarry.
But once I say it, it feels great.
Although…
ha!
It's useless.
From now on, I will have to be filial when I should be filial, and I will be a coward when I should be, but at the very least, I will feel "very happy" once.
so.
I encouraged Gao Hong: "Say what you want to say but can't."
"Um."
She nodded, as if thinking.
I guess…
Maybe it's to scold Chen Wei... No, don't hold back when scolding Chen Wei. Is it to scold my mother? Or her adoptive father and adoptive mother?