I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

Chapter 57 Day after day habits
"Why is my life so miserable? I've squeezed myself dry, and if you don't even think about it, a broken kettle will separate you from me as a mother."

"In order to give birth to you, it hurt all day and all night, and I almost died."

Wang Qinxiu looked around and made sure there was no one around, then started howling hard.

Lin Haihong's expression was calm, and he had already memorized these words by heart.

"Mom, go home, you can be punished no matter what."

Wang Qinxiu's howling stopped suddenly, and she no longer cared about the kettle that Lin Haihong stuffed into his schoolbag.

It’s not too late to throw it away after a day or two.

"Remember, mom beats you for your own good."

"If you say the wrong thing and cause chaos in the house, you will be a motherless child. At that time, everyone you know and don't know will poke your spine and call you a wild child who was born and raised by no one."

Lin Haihong followed Wang Qinxiu with his head lowered. There was no joy in returning home on his face. Apart from fear, there was only numbness.

Wild child?

Indifferent.

Lin Qingshan's home is also a brick house.

The yard is much larger than that of Yu Shuishan's house.

Even the courtyard floor is paved with blue-grey bricks.

In winter, it gets dark early, and the sun seems particularly lazy.

There were no lights on in the room. Lin Qingshan was half leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette. His legs were covered with a thick quilt. His expression was dim and unclear, making it hard to see clearly.

"Come here." Lin Qingshan put the tobacco stick on the big table beside the bed and waved to Lin Haihong.

Lin Haihong straightened his body, neither sad nor happy.

Lin Qingshan lifted up Lin Haihong's clothes in twos and twos, and the densely crisscrossed old and new scars were clearly exposed.

Even though Lin Qingshan was mentally prepared, he was still stunned.

This……

He has always felt that his fate was bad since he was a child. His biological father died early and he suffered from natural and man-made disasters, but in fact he didn't suffer much.

When the sky falls, old mother and Yu Shuishan will be standing there.

Not to mention, so many injuries.

Lin Qingshan felt solemn and wanted to take off Lin Haihong's pants to check if there were any injuries, but Lin Haihong held his hand down.

Lin Qingshan sighed, his eyes full of anger, and he hammered the bed hard and weakly with his big hand. "Wang Qinxiu, is this what you mean by strict control? If you hit him, it will hurt your heart?"

"What kind of heart do you have?"

"It doesn't hurt to death?"

Even if the reinforced concrete core has experienced so much torture, wind and sun, it is time for it to rot and collapse.

Wang Qinxiu muttered, with a few crocodile tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes, "Qingshan, I really do this for Haihong's own good."

"He is a piece of flesh that fell off my body and stayed in my belly for ten months. You also know that in order to give birth to a son, I tried many folk remedies and ate all kinds of dirty and smelly things. Do you think I can harm him?" him?"

"If you don't believe it, ask Haihong yourself if he is willing to be disciplined severely by me."

Wang Qinxiu pushed Lin Haihong twice.

Lin Haihong tucked his clothes back in, nodded lightly, and did not refute.

What's the use of refutation?
Even in the dim light, he could still clearly see the shake and recognition on his father's face.

There was no need to refute, he had to hurry up and complete his homework, there were still two examinations waiting for him.

Fortunately, the kettle is still there.

"Dad, I'm going to do my homework."

"There's a lot of homework today, so don't argue with mom."

Anyway, all the anger will be vented on him in the end.

Lin Haihong returned to his room with his schoolbag in his arms. The moment the door closed, Lin Haihong let out a long sigh of relief.

Being alone for a while is also a blessing.

These days, the sound insulation of the houses in the village is not very good.

Most people consider building a house to protect it from wind and rain, and sound insulation and warmth are not necessary considerations.

Therefore, what happened in the other room was as if it were witnessed.

First there was a heated argument.An unconvincing explanation followed.

Then came the unrestrained crying.

In the end, compromise and agreement were as if nothing had happened.

The injuries on his body and the beatings and scoldings he received from his mother were easily removed in a stormy quarrel.

Even if he doesn't listen, he can guess it.

Lin Haihong raised the corners of his mouth and smiled mockingly.

The last light on the horizon was completely swallowed up by the night.

Lin Haihong consciously knelt on the ground and wrote an inspection on the stool.

Write a sentence and read it quietly once, and the feather duster will fall on your back once.

The sound of a feather duster is much quieter than that of a rattan.

He knew he couldn't say anything.

"Do you want to complain to your grandma?"

Wang Qinxiu held the two examinations in his hands, rolled his eyelids, and said casually.

"If you look at the inspection you wrote, you can barely recognize your mistake."

"If you make a mistake, you should be punished."

"You tell me, right?"

"Besides, your grandma is old, and you can't always let her worry about it."

"What good will it do to you if I break up with your grandma?"

"You're a smart boy."

Wang Qinxiu did not forget the old lady's warning.

Whether it was a divorce or taking back what she had given in the past with interest, she could not accept it.

She had nothing to do with the old lady, so she could only fool Lin Haihong.

Haihong is a kid who is very smart, but he is also very kind-hearted.

She has spoken to this point, and Haihong will not cause any more trouble to the old lady even if it hurts him to death.

"I see."

After kneeling for a long time, Lin Haihong lost his balance when he stood up and fell to the ground again, knocking over the chair.

"Why are you making such a fuss at night?"

Lin Qingshan's furious voice came from the room next to him.

"Qinxiu, it's almost done."

"Hai Hong is not the kind of child who doesn't know what is good or bad."

Lin Qingshan's legs already hurt, and when he closed his eyes, his back was covered with scars, which made him upset and unable to sleep.

On the one hand, he felt that his wife had a point.

Haihong is a kid who always has a bright face. He can be handed cigarettes when he goes out.

But on the other hand, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Wang Qinxiu helped Lin Haihong up, and then replied in a loud voice, "It's nothing, I just accidentally knocked over the stool."

Wang Qinxiu, a familiar face, quickly spread a thin layer of medicinal powder on Lin Haihong's back, "Just sleep on your stomach tonight."

"You made some serious mistakes this time. Don't blame mom for beating you lightly. Mom just wants you to remember."

"I am the person closest to you in this world."

"Not even comparable to your dad."

"Not to mention your grandma, I only have you as my son, but your grandma doesn't only have your grandson. Don't be fooled by a little sweetness."

Lin Haihong inhaled in pain, "I know, I am a piece of meat that fell off of my mother."

So, is he just a piece of meat?
"Bang bang bang."

"Open the door!"

(End of this chapter)