How Much Love Fades Away

They were two stacks of cash. As the amount was not small, Cheng Zenuo immediately picked them up and put them into a shoulder bag and rushed home.

When he got home, Cheng took out the two stacks of cash and counted them carefully - ten thousand pounds in total.

With trembling hands, Cheng ZiNuo picked up the ten thousand pounds in front of him, and suddenly burst into tears.

She was sure that the money was not given by the owner of the Chinese restaurant, but by Du Jinnian.

Du Jinnian felt guilty for her, so he slipped 10000 pounds into her bag.

Cheng Zi's heart is infinitely sad. She thinks how ridiculous she is. At the beginning, she was willing to be Du Jinnian's bed tool for money. Now she has nothing to do with Du Jinnian, but Du Jinnian takes the initiative to give her money.

Is she always short of money in Du Jinnian's eyes? So that they are always humble to the dust for money?

Therefore, in the end, Du Jinnian could only pity her with money? Look down on her? Humiliating her?

It must be.

So what?

She is really short of money.

She needs money more than anyone else.

Cheng ZiNuo hates his lack of backbone - up to now, she is still using the money given to her by Du Jinnian.

In front of the money, all her self-esteem was gone.

She couldn't smash the ten thousand pounds in Du Jinnian's face. Then she said to Du Jinnian bravely: I don't need your paper. You can take it and roll!

She doesn't have the guts.

The 10000 pounds will allow her to apply for a public primary school with good reputation for Xiaojun, so that Xiaojun can receive a good education. Apart from this part of the money, the rest can solve the problem of clothing, food, housing and transportation for her and Xiaojun for a long time.

This 10000 pounds is really too important for her and Xiaojun.

If there is no Xiaojun, she may regard Du Jinnian's money as dirt, but with Xiaojun, she must keep her head and eliminate economic difficulties is the first task.

In his sleep, Xiao Jun hears the sound of Cheng ZiNuo opening the wardrobe. He wakes up and says, "Mom, you're back."

The sight bumps into the blooming red rose on Cheng ZiNuo's face, and Xiaojun is overjoyed. "Mom, your flower is so beautiful. You are more beautiful than ever

Cheng ZiNuo went over and stroked Xiaojun's handsome face, which was the same as Du Jinnian's, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Xiaojun, you boast that your mother is really happy. Will mother take you to London Eye tomorrow evening

Xiaojun reaction quickly, clear eyes in a bright, "Mom, you find a job to earn money?"

Cheng ZiNuo gave a bitter smile and shook his head, "Mom originally found a job today, but because she met your father, something happened and she lost her job."

Xiaojun frowned and became serious. "Mom, did you meet Du Jinnian? Did he bully you? "

"No. He felt guilty for his mother and gave her some money. " Cheng Zenuo tells Xiaojun the truth.

Xiaojun sighed sadly, then took Cheng Zenuo's hand and said sincerely, "Mom, although Du Jinnian doesn't admit that I'm his son, and I won't call him Dad, he's nice to me when he's alone with me. However, I don't like him if he is not good to his mother. He should give money to his mother. He owes so much to our mother and son that he should always give money to his mother. " Cheng Zi Nuo can't help breathing.

She was surprised that five-year-old Xiaojun would say something totally different from his age. It was like an adult who had gone through many vicissitudes. After years of precipitation, he lost his emotion, leaving only the rationality of weighing the pros and cons.

Chengzi Nuo hugs Xiaojun and says, "Xiaojun, he's your father anyway. Don't hate him. After all, he saved you

Xiaojun fixed his eyes on Cheng ZiNuo, tears fell, "but he believed that bad woman's words, not good to his mother, also don't admit me. I'm going to join my mom,

For so many years, my mother has worked hard to raise me. "

Cheng Zi Nuo understands that what Xiaojun says is from the bottom of his heart, and it is also true.

She fell silent, her heart throbbing.

Xiaojun sees that Cheng ZiNuo is crying. He reaches out his hand to wipe his tears for Cheng ZiNuo and comforts him, "Mom, dad doesn't want you, I want you, you and me. I will always accompany you, protect you and love you. "

Cheng ZiNuo hugs Xiaojun tightly and doesn't say a word. His tears are silent.

She doesn't need Xiaojun to do anything for her. It's enough for her to have Xiaojun.

She only hopes Xiaojun can grow up healthily and happily.

Xiaojun is the spiritual support for her survival.

After dinner the next night, Cheng Zenuo takes Xiaojun to London eye.

The London Eye in the night is shining brightly, with a kind of dreamlike temperament. The huge blue halo sets off the scenery on both sides of the Thames River, a kind of classical, a kind of modern, as beautiful as oil painting.

Xiaojun is not afraid of heights. He keeps taking pictures with the mobile phone Lu Xuanyu bought for him. The photos he takes are very beautiful.

Cheng ZiNuo finds that Xiaojun has a passion and talent for capturing the lens. She plans to apply for a public school for Xiaojun later, and then apply for a photography interest class for Xiaojun, so that Xiaojun can develop in the direction of a photographer. She can't neglect the child's hobby in this aspect.

At this rate, it seems that ten thousand pounds on hand will not last long.

Cheng decided to go out tomorrow morning to continue looking for work.

No matter how hard, dirty and tired the work is, she will do it as long as she can make money.

After he came down from London, Xiaojun was still in the mood. He took Cheng ZiNuo's hand and laughed brightly, "Mom, it's beautiful to see the scenery here from above. When I grow up, I'll invite you to the London eye, too. "

Cheng ZiNuo was very pleased. She gently pinched Xiaojun's face and said with a smile, "Xiaojun, do you want to study hard first, work hard in the future, and take your mother around the world, OK?"

Xiaojun nodded hard, "OK! Don't worry, mom. I will do it for you. "

Cheng Zi Nuo kisses Xiaojun's forehead, then takes Xiaojun's hand and walks forward.

Suddenly, Cheng ZiNuo noticed the buskers——

Some of them wear strange clothes, put on various exaggerated postures, and don't know what they are conveying. Some of them seem to draw some abstract paintings casually and not casually on the drawing board; Some are sitting on the ground playing guitar and singing songs; Some of them are engaged in making pottery... Passers-by are interested in stuffing different amounts of money into the cartons beside them. The one who wears strange clothes and exaggerates, and the one who paints abstract paintings, earn more than others.

Cheng ZiNuo can't help sighing: what you really can't understand is art.

In a flash, she was inspired - I didn't like to sew with all kinds of materials before

Clothes? Can I come and have a try? It's better to be a part-time job and earn more or less than no money. Do you want to try?