disappearing gold

Chapter 78 A considerate man

Ms. Wang was thrown into the interrogation room, as if thrown into a dark abyss. The darkness around her surged in like a tidal wave, quickly drowning out what little light of hope she had left.

No, it's impossible! Will not! This is not true!
  Fanfan's temperament did undergo a huge change after his father's death, but it wasn't that bad!

How could Fanfan kill someone?
  Fanfan used to be such a cute boy! How filial he is, how much he loves his mother!

I especially remember the way he said he was going to the supermarket to buy kudzu tube bones. It was one of countless ordinary days, a day when he took the initiative to take care of the housework, "Mom, I will cook you a beauty meal today." Soup!"

His face was filled with a sunny smile, and his clear eyes were as clean and pure as a child's. He wanted to express his filial piety, and he wanted to give his mother some comfort.

"Fanfan, mom can do it." She was so moved that she burst into tears, but she was reluctant to let him do this.

Fanfan just gently pushed her hand away and comforted her, "Mom, you have been taking care of me since I was a child, and now it's my turn to take care of you."

"Okay, okay, mom is happy, it's great to have you!" She was very touched and easily satisfied. He never asked his son to do these things, but when she saw her son taking the initiative to make soup, she felt happy.

"Mom, just wait for me to show off my skills!" Fanfan said.

She nodded vigorously, "Okay, mom is waiting for your Lao Huo Tangmei beauty treatment!"

What mother doesn’t want to hear her son’s sensible and filial voice? She is no exception.

He is 20 years old! The words were spoken so earnestly and warmly, like a little sun warming her heart.

After two hours passed, the aroma of Tonggu Kudzu soup came from the kitchen and gradually spread to the living room.

He came out of the kitchen carrying the porcelain bowl, his movements so careful. Putting the soup gently in front of him, he shouted: "Mom, the soup is here!"

"Why don't you drink?"

Ms. Wang saw him putting his elbows on the table with a look of confusion on his face.

He smiled and said, "I'll wait a moment. Mom, you can taste it first. If it doesn't suit you, I'll add more ingredients."

There is meat and kudzu in the porcelain bowl, and there are small fat particles floating on the surface of the milky white soup. She scooped up a mouthful of soup and put it into her mouth. The soup suddenly slid into her stomach and warmed her entire upper body. She couldn't help but praise: "Yeah! It quenches thirst and is sweet and fragrant."

She tasted the beauty of the soup.

Fanfan said: "Really? I'll have a bowl too."

"Yes, Fanfan, go get a bowl and have some!" She said as she stuffed a piece of lean meat into her son's mouth.

The son couldn't resist and ate it in one bite before going to the kitchen to serve soup.

After eating a bowl, she licked her lips, still not satisfied.

Fanfan served her another bowl.

After drinking two bowls, she burped and felt satisfied.

Fanfan showed a sunny smile, slowly tasted the soup his mother served him and took a sip. He showed his white teeth and smiled so innocently! So beautiful!
  This is an ordinary little thing that often happens naturally between mother and child, but it is also a great day in the ordinary. Because of it, life becomes more exciting.

In addition to making delicious food for himself, Fanfan would occasionally bring her small gifts.

There was a cold winter night, and the north wind was blowing outside. She returned home with trembling lips, and suddenly found a pink fluffy scarf on the coffee table at home.

The plush scarf has magnetic suction heads at both ends, which fit around her neck. Two cute little white rabbits are placed on her chest. No matter how she looks at it, she feels cute, playful and adorable. After finally waiting for her son to come home, she hurriedly asked: "Fanfan, is this the scarf you brought for your mother? Hey, it's just right."

"Yes! Mom, are you warm?" Fanfan asked.

"Warm, my heart feels warm." Ms. Wang smiled and scratched the bridge of his nose with her fingers, not to mention how unexpected and pleasantly surprised he was!

Fanfan has long been accustomed to his mother's doting gestures, and he kept laughing, "Mom, it looks good. Wear it if it suits you, otherwise it's easy to catch a cold in the winter."

"Okay, Fanfan is really my little cotton-padded jacket!" She spoke sincerely.

But these words made his son roll his eyes frequently, "Mom, I have emphasized it many times, I am a man, not a little cotton-padded jacket!"

She disagreed and quickly agreed, "Yes, yes, you are a considerate man!"

You know, at this busy end of the year, not even Song Hui has time to take care of her. Song Hui forgot about her when he got busy, and his occasional concern was extremely extravagant, giving people a perfunctory feeling of being dealt with casually.

But what she didn't expect was that there was no light in the east and west in the house.

My son actually brought back a little surprise at this critical moment. I have to say that this scarf is really practical!
  She suddenly thought of a question, "Fanfan, why did you think of buying me a scarf?"

"Mom, are you really too busy to faint?" Fanfan took a sip of water and looked at his mother with a strange look.

Ms. Wang didn’t realize where she had asked the wrong question.

Fanfan reminded anxiously: "Oh, Mom, think about it again."

"What are you thinking about? This kid!" She saw that her son's serious expression didn't look like he was joking, but she didn't feel anything was wrong at all.

"Mom, today is your birthday, and you were so busy that you forgot about it again!" He said regretfully, "You were always too busy before, and finally forgot."

Ms. Wang's eyes widened.

"Oh, it turns out today is my birthday!" She calmed down and thought about today's date carefully. She couldn't help but be shocked, and her expression said that she suddenly realized that it was indeed the case.

However, she does not regret her birthday as much as her son does. Many birthdays have passed in the past, and this one is no different. She has never been in the habit of celebrating birthdays, and she doesn't pay much attention to birthdays.

In this way, the scarf is a birthday gift from my son to myself!
  He remembered this and secretly gave her a surprise item!

"Well! It's great! My son has grown up." Ms. Wang saw an oval face with relief in the mirror.

"Mom, just be happy. I was worried that you wouldn't like this scarf when I bought it. I didn't know what color you liked. Later, my classmate recommended pink to me, and I hesitated for a while before making up my mind to buy it. ." The son described the purchase scene seriously.

"I like it. Don't hesitate next time. I won't object to anything you buy." She stood in front of the mirror, looking left and right. The more she looked at it, the more comfortable she felt.

The more she thought about these past events, the more confused Ms. Wang became. How could Fanfan become a heinous murderer? Why did he suddenly get into this shit?

How could a clean and pure person like him be involved in such a dark, bloody, complicated and brutal murder case?

He was wronged.

She suddenly felt sorry for her son, and her heart seemed to be strangled by a pair of invisible hands.

　This chapter is to highlight Fan's past image in the eyes of his mother. Highlight the contrast.

　　
  　
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