Doomsday: Don't bother me with salted fish

Chapter 390 You Shut Up

"It's good to know. Uncle knows that you are a good boy, but you can't be soft-hearted when you shouldn't be soft-hearted. We outsiders can see it more clearly than you. Okay, let's not talk about it. Seeing that you are not in good spirits, go to sleep. It’s okay if you don’t make it to lunch, I’ll ask your aunt to keep it for you.”

Zhou Youan was really out of spirits, and his mind was in a daze. He didn't refuse Jian Yahong's kindness, and said, "Uncle, then I'll go back and rest first, and play cards with you later."

"Okay, that's the deal." Jian Yahong agreed wholeheartedly.

When Yan Min came, the three of them happened to be playing cards.

However, Zhou Youan was destined not to have a good rest.

As soon as he fell asleep, there was a noise outside the door, and there was a loud noise, which abruptly woke Zhou Youan up.

"Zhou You'an, come out and deny your biological parents, are you still human?"

Zhou Youan was lying on the bed without moving. How could this hysterical movement look noble and elegant?Like a shrew.

There was no response, and the female voice was extremely dissatisfied. She not only raised her volume, but even hurled insults.

"you shut up."

Such an excellent child doesn't cherish, what kind of monster is he?Is your mind full of shit?

He really wished that they were dead long ago, so that their image would not become so dirty, and he could still keep a little bit of thoughts.

"As I said last time, I have no father or mother. What kind of relatives are you?"

"I scolded my son, it's none of your business, you bastard, go away, you must have instigated my son to deny me. You black-hearted people are only thinking about other people's things. Let me tell you, don't even think about it." !"

Chu Ying was stunned fiercely, her expression was a little hurt, as if she didn't expect Zhou Youan to be so impolite, after regaining her senses, she cursed even more hysterically: "Zhou Youan, are you crazy? I'm your mother!"

"What are you scolding? Is he your son or your enemy? Don't you feel ashamed of treating him like this?"

Jian Yahong came out of the house to fight for Zhou You'an.

"I tell you to shut up! Chu Ying."

Chu Ying glanced at Jian Yahong proudly: "Did you see, my son is still facing me."

"For a mother like you, no matter how many sons she gives birth to, she won't recognize you. You should reflect on yourself as soon as possible, and you will die and go to hell!"

"Dog, do you dare to curse me? Zhou You'an, did you hear that, who are you hanging out with? He cursed your mother and me, did you hear?"

"Zhou You'an, aren't you afraid of retribution? Are you dead or deaf? Come out!"

Zhou Youan put on his coat and walked out.

Zhou Youan looked over with disgust.

"Zhou You'an! Come out! Just like your father, I know that you are not a good person. I regret giving birth to you!"

The few family ties he had were all scolded, and now he was left with only disgust, and he couldn't even arouse resentment.

He has never been a heartless person. He was willing to give it when they said it well, but they insisted on stepping on it. Uncle Jian was right, this is not a relative, an enemy is almost the same.

"You were born by me. The Heavenly King Laozi is here. You are also my son. Without me, where would you come from?"

Chu Ying was going to explode with anger, she never thought that one day her son would deny her: "Zhou You'an, you really disappoint me, you are selfish and don't care about family affection, why do I have a son like you? "

As if talking about her sadness, Chu Ying started to cry instead: "What's the use of raising a son? I'm doing my own thing, and I don't want to help my family at all."

(End of this chapter)