"Mom, I have a job, I'm not a homeless person," Su Qing explained helplessly while working.
No way, although her mother is quite rebellious, her cognition is still somewhat traditional. For example, in her cognition of work, she should find a serious class. Civil servant teachers are the best, followed by finding someone who looks more respectable.
For a company like this, screwing is still a job at the worst possible time.
People like him who stay at home all day are the kind of people who don't do their job properly and would be embarrassed if they talk about it.
"What kind of job do you have at home every day? Your job of making money online sounds like a scam."
[My mother, who has always been in the rebellious stage, shows great disdain for you, and even doesn’t want to cook for you at night.]
Su Qing:-_-|||
Okay, as expected, he has no status in the family.
"Mom, do you have food? I'm hungry!"
"The rhubarb has half a chicken leg left, you..."
Su Qing: "Stop it, Mom, I am your biological son. If you don't have food, you won't have food. That's not it. Now I even doubt whether I am your biological son."
After hearing this, Zhou Hui took the cucumber slices from her face and threw them into the trash can. She replied with a playful look:
"You're the one who doubts it?"
"When you came last in the elementary school exam, I wondered if you were hugged wrongly in the hospital."
"Otherwise, how could a smart person like your mother and me give birth to someone as stupid as you?"
"Hey, I'm getting older now, so I want to leave some hope for myself. Otherwise, I have to take you to the hospital for a test."
As soon as he finished speaking, the narration sounded again
[A rebellious mother is not only afraid that you are not her biological child, but also feels that giving birth to you is a bit embarrassing]
Su Qing:...
This was really out of the ordinary. This was the first time in his life that he had heard of someone hoping that their child would be carried by the wrong person. Well, this was damning.
Before Su Qing could come to her senses, her mother casually threw over a bunch of keys and said, "I'll drive to school later and pick up your sister."
Yes, his old Su family is a family of four. He also has a sister who is in high school, named Su He. How should I put it, every time he thinks of his biological sister, he has the urge to hit someone, which is artificial.
The key is that he is the youngest and his family status is still stronger than his.
"No mom, aren't you the one who usually picks me up?" Su Qing said helplessly.
He had just come home, and his butt was not yet warm, so he was assigned this job. He felt like his mother had called him back today just to run errands.
"Your mother has something big to do. She has no time today. It can't be done without me. Go quickly, don't let your sister wait!" After saying that, Zhou Hui began to push her son out.
[The rebellious mother lied to her son. In fact, she made an appointment to play mahjong in the chess and card room downstairs. Today she will lose 130 yuan and take her anger out on you. 】
The familiar narrator once again gave him the appropriate prompt at the appropriate time.
Su Qing:...
"Mom...wait, wait!" Su Qing scratched the door frame and asked, "Did you make an appointment to play cards with someone?"
Zhou Hui:Σ(°△°
Hearing this, Zhou Hui was shocked. She didn't expect that her such a secret plan would be discovered by her son, who was not very smart.
"Mom, why don't you go today? I feel like your fortune is not very good today. Besides, what's so fun about mahjong? If you have time, why don't you go and dance in the square with Aunt Li?" Su Qing advised.
.
Not because of anything else, but mainly because he was afraid that the narrator would say that his mother would lose money today. More than a hundred is not much, but it would make no sense to vent your anger on him.
Hearing this, Zhou Hui's eyes widened: "You are not very lucky in terms of wealth, can you speak?"
"Mahjong culture is extensive and profound, and its essence lies in creating order in chaos through random card drawing."
[The rebellious mother was a little angry after her son saw through her heart, and felt a little embarrassed. Now her anger level is 72%, and it continues to rise...]
In response to this, Su Qing couldn't help but widen his eyes. It was like creating order out of chaos. Batman called him an expert. Is this the pattern?
It was the first time that I felt that playing mahjong was so high-end. I didn’t know that his mother was going to transform into Batman and rectify Gotham City.
"No, Mom, our old Su family has vowed to fight gambling and drug abuse, right?" Su Qing still wanted to persuade her.
"I'm sorry, my surname is Zhou, I'm not from your old Su family."
Su Qing:...
"Mom, do you believe it or not, you will lose 100% just by playing cards today?"
"Hey, believe it or not, I'm going to beat you up!" Zhou Hui raised her hand to deal with her eldest son, but Su Qing was so frightened that she turned around and ran away.
[The rebellious mother once again established prestige in front of her son and maintained her dignity, but after losing money, she will blame the result on your crow's mouth, please be careful]
As soon as the narration came out, Su Qing staggered, so co-authoring was just a redundant effort on his part.
He took the key to his parking space and saw an Accord parked. His father usually drove this car. As for him, his family had no intention of buying him a car yet, not to mention that he had only bought the car less than half a year ago.
, his father usually wouldn't let him get started at all, for fear of being bumped by him.
Although the ignition and fueling movements are not as skillful as those of the veteran driver, they are still quite calm. He passed the driver's license test when he was in college, and now he can drive at a slower pace.
The road was a bit congested, so Su Qing drove to the entrance of the Experimental High School in about half an hour. There were already many cars parked here.
In high school, there are no Saturdays or Sundays. They only have a holiday once every two weeks, for one and a half days each time. Especially her sister, who is still a senior in high school and will take the college entrance examination in less than a month, is very nervous.
Su Qing carefully parked the car a little far away from the school gate. He really didn't want to come here, and it didn't matter to others. The main reason was that he was a little afraid of his high school teacher.
That's right, he also went to high school here, and his class teacher is now teaching his sister. It's too late to run away, so how could he be willing to throw himself into a trap?
At this moment, the car door suddenly opened, and a girl wearing a blue and white striped half-sleeved school uniform, with a ponytail, and her eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Su Qing got into the car and said:
"Young, brother was busy and just remembered that my sister is here. If the sister outside hadn't hurt my brother's heart, how could he have thought of me, a miserable and hard-working person like me?"
Su Qing didn't even raise his head. He sighed helplessly and said, "Hey, I'm begging you, please turn off the microphone!"
That's right, the person who came was none other than the youngest of his old Su family, his biological sister, Su He.
Putting down his schoolbag, Su He continued: "It's such a hot day, brother, it's hard work. Come on, have a drink of water!"
As he spoke, he handed the ice-cold water in his hand to his mouth.
"I'm not thirsty"
"Look, my sister just said a few more words, and my brother is like this. Forget it, it's my sister who talks too much." Su He imitated Sister Lin's tone and imitated 100% of her delicate and artificial temperament.
ten.
Su Qing:...
I had no choice but to take the water and take a sip, but before I could swallow it I heard
[The delicate and pretentious Su He is not as simple as she seems, she has already planned what benefits she will get from you]
The slow and magnetic narration sounded instantly, and the next second:
"Brother, we are going to have a parent-teacher meeting next Monday. I want to..."