The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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This is from a mother's verbal teaching.

In his memory, no one has ever said such a thing to him. The man who gave him life has only taught him one sentence: if you want to be a man, you must be more ruthless than others.

No one told him what it meant to be a compassionate figure, and no one had asked him to pay attention to his body and work well when he was outside.

Ye Cong looked up at this small yard. In the corner of the yard were tools for farming. Washbasins and other things for washing the face were placed on the ground beside the well. There was a long rope in the yard. Used to dry the quilt.

He stood here and could even see how the sprouts of his childhood were running around in this yard to help his mother work.

"Mom, didn't I give my dad money to come back? You and my dad don't keep the money." Xinya used to help his mother burn and said.

"That money can't be moved. Miao Miao and Yang Yang both go to school. In the future, they will spend a lot of money, and Mom doesn't ask you to be rich and expensive. Don't embarrass yourself for the money." Xinya mother said while busy Talking.

Xinya's eyes narrowed slightly, and she brought her father thousands of dollars every month, but she didn't dare to give too much at once, for fear that her mother thought she had done something improper.

After all, in such a place, the news is blocked. Sometimes Zhuangzi said who made a lot of money, the man said that he was abducted, and the woman said that he had done something shameful.

"Also, you sent so much money, I discussed with your father, donated some to the school, can improve the baby and improve the food." Xinya mother continued to chatter with her daughter, Xinya is very good Listening carefully.

In the past two years, she has seen more rich people and more actors in the crew than bags, clothes, and cosmetics, but every time she listens to those people, she feels untrue, but mother. Only chatting with her about these things will make her feel real.

The rich have the living methods of the rich, and the poor have the living methods of the poor.

So there is nothing comparable.

"Go tell your dad to light the stove in Yangyang's room. In such a cold day, don't freeze the boss." The mother of Xinya finished chatting and sent her daughter out.

Sprouts screamed, and a stove at home was usually used to boil water and used for heating in winter, and was usually placed in the hall.

The sprout came out, Ye Cong was standing outside, and she yelled, "Boss, how do you stand here?"

"The outsiders in your dialect really can't understand a few words," for example, just now, he understood a picture of gratitude.

Xinya grinned, "Small places and small places, they will also speak your city, they are not good, they can understand."

Ye Cong looked at Xinya with a smile, reached out and touched her head, "What did you just say to Auntie?"

Aunt?

Every time he hears this title, Xinya wants to defame him. People in the mountains are married early, especially for children who are not in school, basically they can talk about marriage in seventeen or eighteen, especially her mother ’s time when her mother I was 18 years old when I was married and 19 years old when I gave birth to her. That is to say, her mother was only 39 years old this year. Will Ye Cong be over 30?

Ye Cong doesn't think there is any problem. This generation can't be messed up. Now that he is called Big Brother and Big Sister, how can he change his name to parents in the future?

This can't be chaotic, this can't be chaotic.

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