The Abandoned Woman of Space

Chapter 9 Your Dad Is an Asshole
He Jiuniang, Qiuyue sat in the broken hut for a while.

Yunmo handed back the diabolo basket to Qiuyue, and when they were sent away, Yueyue had already climbed up the treetop.

In May, at the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the frogs in the paddy fields have already woken up. At night, they croak and croak incessantly.

Yunmo cleaned the pots and bowls, wiped her hands in the white and torn apron, and walked into the yard.

Under the moonlight, Yun Xiaotong held a dry firewood branch, squatted down, and wrote and drew on the muddy ground.

"Tongtong, are you writing?" Yunmo remembered that he had taught Xiaodouding how to read before.

She came closer and imitated Yun Xiaotong's movements, squatting under the moonlight.

The mother and son stood next to each other, their shadows projected on the ground, pulling the elder.

Yun Xiaotong stopped, raised her head, and smiled at Yunmo, "Mother, has my handwriting improved?" After speaking, she looked at her nervously.

Yunmo looked down at the six big characters on the yellow mud floor, Yunmo, Yun Xiaotong.

Xiao Douding wrote the names of their mothers.

"Tongtong's writing is very good, it's not too big." Yunmo rubbed the thinning hair on his forehead affectionately while speaking.

I have to say that Xiao Douding is really smart and learns things quickly. He can memorize every new word by teaching him only once or twice. He is like a child prodigy.

Receiving Yunmo's praise, Yun Xiaotong grinned even further, revealing a few small white front teeth, hugging Yunmo's sleeves, and flatteringly said: "Mother, I can already write names, you can teach me a few more. New words, okay?"

Yunmo looked at his longing little eyes, smiled gently, and thought, Xiao Douding has reached the age of enlightenment, and after a while, when he has money on hand, he must be sent to school.

"Okay, as long as Tongtong wants to learn, mother will teach."

"Well, I want to learn, mother will teach me." Yun Xiaotong nodded heavily, his eyes sparkled, and he secretly made a decision in his heart.

Not only did he have to learn to write, but he also had to learn a lot of things. Only when he developed skills could he protect his mother well.

Yunmo asked Yun Xiaotong to hold the dry firewood, hugged his small body in his arms, then put his big hand on his small hand, and taught him to write two words.

Yun Xiaotong looked at the writing on the ground, turned his head to Yunmo, and asked in a waxy voice, "Mother, how do you pronounce these two words?"

"This word reads mother, this word reads mother, Tongtong must remember, Tongtong has the best mother in the world." Yun Mo pointed to the words on the yellow mud floor, teaching Yun Xiaotong word by word, very patience.

The previous life endured so much hardship, pulling Xiao Douding until he was five years old with a handful of shit and urine, and teaching Xiao Douding to write the word mother, which is a kind of memorial service to the previous life.

Yun Xiaotong turned her head, stared at the ground again, and studied hard.

"Thank you mother, I will remember."

After Yunmo taught him once, he let Yun Xiaotong go. He hurriedly held dry firewood branches, moved his short legs, squatted opposite Yunmo, and then seriously wrote and drew on the yellow mud floor. Painting, very devoted.

"Mother, where did Daddy go?" After writing for a while, Yun Xiaotong suddenly raised his head, and a pair of dark eyes were facing Yunmo.

Uh……

Yun Mo was stunned by his little Douding's question, and even forgot how to answer for a while.

Where did daddy go?

Who knows where that bastard died?In the memory of his predecessor, there is no trace of that bastard, presumably he must be a heartless man.

The bastard who kills thousands of knives, tarnishes the innocence of other girls, feels good, pats his ass and leaves, this kind of irresponsible stinky man should be struck by lightning, cut up penis and sent to prison Palace to be a eunuch.

Yunmo gritted her teeth, cursing secretly in her heart, for a moment, she forgot to answer Yun Xiaotong's question.

"Mother, mother." The tender and sweet voice sounded again.

Yunmo came back to his senses, coughed dryly twice, pulled his face and began to educate his son, "Tongtong, your father has a black heart and a black lung, he only sows the seeds, does not water the ground, eats up the mother and wipes it clean. It's cool, just pat your ass and leave, so, let's not want such an irresponsible, wolf-hearted, shameless and lewd father."

After a certain woman finished speaking, she pulled up her torn sleeves, pretended to touch two handfuls of tears, and made a look that she was very heartbroken.

Yun Xiaotong listened for a long time, then nodded half-understood.

Although he couldn't understand what his mother said, he still understood the general meaning, that is, his father was irresponsible, so he and mother were not to be left alone.

No wonder, no wonder when he asked about his father before, mother was always unhappy and always wiped tears secretly, it turned out that it was father who made mother unhappy.

snort!He doesn't want such a bad father.

Yun Xiaotong gritted his teeth angrily in his heart, and clenched his small fist, the dry firewood branch was rattled by him.

"Mother, I don't want daddy anymore, I just have a mother." His big black eyes stared at Yun Mo, his small eyebrows were furrowed, his sallow and thin face was full of distress.

"Mother, don't be sad, don't miss daddy, I can protect mother when I grow up."

Yunmo's heart warmed up, and she said with a smile: "Okay, mother doesn't want daddy, it's enough for mother to have children."

With a good son who can act like a baby and act cute, will she still miss that dead man who kills a thousand swords, gets struck by lightning, only sows seeds, and doesn't water the ground?Bullshit!
——Beiyan, Biandu, Prince Regent's Mansion——

"Ah, Ah..."

Several loud sneezes came from the water pavilion of the Prince Regent's Mansion.

The water pavilion with carved beams and painted buildings is covered by layers of white gauze curtains. When the lake breeze blows, a corner of the gauze curtains is lifted, and an elegant white sandalwood fragrance floats out.

There was a high coercion hovering over the waterside pavilion, which made people breathless. Outside the waterside pavilion, the maidservants and servants all lowered their eyebrows and looked at their noses and noses. They stood like wooden posts, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

A man is leaning lazily on the couch by the window of the waterside pavilion. Through the layered white gauze curtains, the man's face cannot be seen clearly, only the man's figure is as slender as pine and bamboo, and he is dressed in a black gold-rimmed brocade robe flying domineeringly, like flowing water. Her black hair was unbound, draped loosely over her shoulders.

The man sneezed loudly a few times, and raised his hand to touch his nose. Through the veil, he could vaguely see that the expression on his face was somewhat unclear...

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, but in the blink of an eye, a hidden guard quietly appeared outside the water pavilion.

"Have you found out about that matter?"

As soon as the dark guard knelt on one knee, a low and charming voice came from the water pavilion.

The hidden guard did not dare to slack off, and said respectfully with his fists clasped, "Report to Lord, I have already found out, those things were transported from Zigui County."

Inside the waterside pavilion, the man was playing with an ancient teacup. He lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a moment, then the devil's voice came out again, "Hmph, very good! Those people are getting bolder."

"...Arrangements will be made, and we will go to Zigui County tomorrow."

"Yes, Lord." The dark guard responded and disappeared without a sound.

(End of this chapter)