Fast through the cannon fodder of the mission to counterattack

Chapter 372 Reversing Your Life 12
Meng Li went on to say:

"Although I really want to be good friends with you, and I want to learn how to be a good mother, but I really don't want to indulge you without a bottom line."

She raised her head and looked at Yue Xiaowei, with hurt in her eyes, and there were still tears in her eyes when she looked closely, she said with some sobs:

"I thought that as long as I made a good change, the relationship between you and me could be improved. If I can't rely on you today, you will definitely be angry with me. I... hey!"

Yue Xiaowei felt ashamed when he was told by Meng Li.

Especially Meng Li's pitiful appearance, no matter what, she was Yue Xiaowei's mother, and Yue Xiaowei's heart couldn't help but twitch.

Very afraid Meng Li cried out loudly.

"I'm not such a stingy person. If you don't give it, don't give it. Why talk so much."

Yue Xiaowei was embarrassed and at a loss. After saying this, he turned around and left.

Hate this feeling and would rather yell and yell at him like before.

That way, he still felt that he had more confidence, and he wouldn't run away like this, and he was still very blocked.

Meng Li looked at Yue Xiaowei's back as he went out, and raised his eyebrows.

this kid.

Looking at the child's expression, you can guess it all.

But Yue Xiaowei was very depressed, so depressed that even the shrimp made by Meng Li tasted bad in his mouth.

He didn't want to go out with Meng Li after dinner, and Meng Li told him to do his homework, but he didn't move like he used to.

Do nothing.

Yue Xiaowei was full of thoughts about what to do.

It's especially difficult, with my mother on one side and my brother on the other.

If I say it again, will my mother cry?
Yue Xiaowei was choosing and hesitating.

But when he went out in school uniform the next morning, Yue Xiaowei never asked Meng Li to return the clothes to him.

Yue Xiaowei wanted to find them to explain.

Because in Yue Xiaowei's mind, this is not a big deal at all, just explain how to get through this week.

If someone explained it to him in this way, he would definitely understand.

But I didn't expect Yue Xiaowei's explanation to be accepted by others, and the so-called boss felt that Yue Xiaowei challenged his authority.

He had come forward, yet Yue Xiaowei still didn't listen.

If you don't want to listen to such a trivial matter, then why do you take this little brother?
Yue Xiaowei was run on inside and out, and the last expression of tolerance and generosity told Yue Xiaowei, you have offended the brothers, you should apologize.

To appease everyone, everyone will continue to be good brothers.

Yue Xiaowei can say that his brain is not enough, and the elder brother thinks it is right when he speaks.

Ask how to solve the problem?
The eldest brother said it was easy, everyone was smoking, so let's do it, one pack of cigarettes per person.

Everyone will forgive you if they accept your cigarettes.

The eldest brother took out his own cigarette and told Yue Xiaowei, just buy it according to this.

Yue Xiaowei went straight to buy it straightforwardly, but when he asked the boss, he was confused.

Because the big brother smokes a pack of 50 yuan.

Yue Xiaowei calculated in his mind, 50 yuan, seven people, one pack per person, five to seven, three hundred and five...

The veins on Yue Xiaowei's forehead twitched. Could this be too expensive?

But it seems that this matter can only be settled in this way.

The next day, Yue Xiaowei brought out 500 yuan from home, which was pocket money he had saved for a long time, and the [-] yuan was given by his father last time.

My heart ached so much, I made an appointment with everyone after school, and obediently paid each other a pack of cigarettes.

I also invite everyone to drink tea and exchange feelings together.

Everyone smoked together, watching Yue Xiaowei stay aside, not smoking, and coughing from choking, the eldest brother taught Yue Xiaowei to smoke.

When Meng Li found Yue Xiaowei, he saw Yue Xiaowei and several people sitting together in a teahouse in a square, surrounded by a table, with a cup of tea in front of each, and a pack of cigarettes in front of the other, surrounded by Yue Xiaowei, who looked very unique in his school uniform .

Meng Li clenched his fist, this brat.

She went to check Yue Xiaowei's room every day to understand Yue Xiaowei's movements. When she found that Yue Xiaowei's money was short, Meng Li felt that things were not easy.

So when Yue Xiaowei didn't come home a little later, Meng Li hurried over.

Yue Xiaowei's classmate was facing Meng Li, and he also knew Meng Li. Seeing Meng Li coming, he said to Yue Xiaowei:
"You... your mother."

At first, Yue Xiaowei thought that his classmates were scolding him, but he was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, wouldn't his mother come here again?
Yue Xiaowei turned his head back with difficulty, and saw Meng Li standing behind him, looking at him with loving eyes.

A wisp of smoke drifted across her face, from the cigarette in his hand.

And why did her loving gaze make his spine shivers? What a coincidence, I met you again. "Meng Li felt that it was normal for the client to get angry.

She also wants to get angry now, but she must be patient.

Yue Xiaowei shook his hand with the cigarette in his hand. Seeing that the brothers were all looking at the two of them, his neck turned red instantly. He asked:
"Mom, why are you here?"

Meng Li smiled:
"I have something to do."

"What a coincidence, I met you again."

Meng Li glanced at Yue Xiaowei's cigarette, and Yue Xiaowei quickly put the cigarette end in the ashtray on the table.

"Is there something wrong with you here?"

Meng Li looked at one of the older yellow-haired boys. He still had tattoos on the back of his hands. Compared with these children, he should be around 20 years old and more like a 'social person'.

Meng Li's eyes were cold, giving Huang Mao an indescribable intimidation and majesty.

Huang Mao was extremely uncomfortable when Meng Li saw it, and felt unreasonably anxious.

Unnaturally, he raised his chin and let out a hum from his nostrils, trying to challenge Meng Li.

Yue Xiaowei naturally also noticed this silent contest, pulled La Mengli's clothes, and said:
"Do you want to go back first?"

Meng Lipi smiled but didn't laugh:
"What do you say son?"

Yue Xiaowei made fun of it, and said to Huang Mao:

"Brother, I... I'll go back first."

Huang Mao didn't look at the faces of Yue Xiaowei and Meng Li, he waved his hand and glanced at Meng Li:
"Let's go. It's very disappointing."

Yue Xiaowei stood up, picked up his schoolbag and looked at Meng Li. Meng Li took a deep look at Huang Mao with a warning, and even used his mental strength to exert coercion.

Unless necessary, Meng Li is not willing to use mental power to exert coercion, especially if it consumes mental power.

Exercising it for a while will also make people very tired. Meng Li knows that spiritual power is not only used in this way, but in the world before her death, the cultivation and use of spiritual power has long been lost.

It is said that there are.

Sensing that Meng Li was looking at him, Huang Mao turned his head and snorted again, but this sound, especially lacking in confidence, sounded like it was a little difficult to utter.

Huang Mao felt that the blood on his body seemed to be frozen by this woman, and his body was cold and hard.

Breathing also became a little difficult, and for no reason I felt something was pressing on my shoulders.

tired.

Huang Mao shook his head, how could this be?
Illusion, this illusion is too realistic.

(End of this chapter)