The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 617 Midlife Crisis 50
Home is very important.

But something like this that permeates life everywhere is easy to be overlooked.

It wasn’t until I was homeless and experienced the coldness of the world that I realized how warm the love I had received was.

Wang Mao became numb in his day-to-day career of moving bricks, but he began to regret it in his heart.

He was really too willful before.

Being brought back to Siru by Wang Lin, Wang Mao tightly grasped a plastic bag, which contained the only few pieces of clothes he had. He lowered his head and bit his lip.

Shame and grievance.

Ah.

Sure enough, what I heard before was correct, after a divorce, who would want a child with the blood of the other party.

He really wanted to turn around and walk away.

Siru glanced at Wang Mao indifferently, she raised her head, "Don't forget our contract."

Wang Lin pursed his lips, "I know."

He raised his hand and rubbed Wang Mao's hair, "I will follow your mother from now on, and be obedient and well-behaved."

The rare gentleness in the voice was accompanied by a bit of reluctance, which made Wang Mao look up at him in astonishment.

"dad……"

Wang Lin said, "Just pretend you don't have me as your father."

He turned around and left.

Wang Mao, who was left behind, stood there at a loss. He didn't know whether to stay or rush out to catch up with Wang Lin, begging him that he didn't want to stay here. He moved his fingers a few times, but in the end he did nothing, as if standing still. became a statue.

Si Ru expressionless, "Come in."

Wang Mao...was somewhat resistant. He grew up in the Queen Mother's words "Your mother is a bad person", "Your mother is a slut", "Your mother is a servant girl bought with money" and "You are not allowed to like your mother". The discordant words in the series did not establish the special intimacy between mother and child with Li Huizhen at all. Even though he moved out later, he was already seven years old at that time, and many thoughts were firmly rooted in subtle influences.

ingrained.

Whenever his needs were not met, he couldn't help but think... couldn't help thinking...

Wang Mao is not stupid.

He saw clearly that Li Huizhen could make money, but he never thought that he would be abandoned.

Will he still be abandoned if he returns here again?
Wang Mao doesn’t know.

After Siru's words, he hesitated for a moment and went in, but he was very reserved.

It's not like his mother's house.

Siru was already sitting on the sofa, she looked at Wang Mao who was standing at the door holding a bag, and said, "I think you know the reason of the matter, your father is going to remarry, and his wife can't tolerate you, so I put the You blame me. Well, by the way, I also signed a contract with your father, and he will not pay child support and give up visitation rights. "

Frowning, "It means that you will follow me in the future and completely sever ties with him."

"I'm not stupid."

"The child I worked so hard to raise will be taken back by some bitch in the name of blood. Thank you."

Wang Mao was still confused.

He blinked and licked his dry lips, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.

Very strange.

Even though she is her own mother, she doesn't have the intimacy of being connected by blood, which is very strange.

It took him a long time before he said dryly, "Then, do I still need to go to the construction site to work?"

Siru: "Construction site?"

"Who asked you to go to the construction site?"

His face was cold.

Wang Mao's eyes suddenly turned sour, and a feeling of grievance rushed into his heart. He bit his lip, as if he had found a backer, "My grandma."

Complain.

There was a sarcasm on Siru's face, "Now I know if she really treats you well."

Wang Mao bit his lip. If his breasts are not good for him, then you are not good for him either.

Siru looked at him impatiently and waved her hand, "Go to the room and pack your things."

Wang Mao went.

It was the same room he lived in before, and he hadn't been back for a long time. The room was not full of dust as he imagined, but the windows were clean and spotless. He wiped away his tears with a wave of his arm.

Sad and moved.

Sure enough, my mother still couldn't bear to part with him.

Wang Mao silently swore that he would never be such an asshole again.

Just this time... a freshman.

Of course Siru would not let Wang Mao go to that construction site to move bricks again. She had had a meeting with him.

A discussion meeting between two people, the theme of the meeting is #王茂应该做走去去#

"what's your plan?"

Think like asking.

Teenagers who have not been admitted to high school actually have many opportunities to choose, such as going out to work, studying in a vocational high school, and of course, staying at home to eat old age.

During the time at the construction site, Wang Mao heard a lot and thought a lot. He struggled again and again, "I...I still want to study."

Really.

There are some workers who are only a few years older than him on the construction site, and they regret not reading more books all the time.

Siru raised her eyebrows, "Do you want to study?" She nodded, "Well, you can go to a vocational high school."

The kind that learns technology.

A bit of confusion flashed across Wang Mao's eyes, and he finally raised his head, "Mom, I want to go to high school."

high school?

Siru just laughed, "You want me to find a relationship and pay a high price to let you in?"

Wang Mao stopped talking.

That's what he meant.

Si Ruzhuang spread his hands helplessly and said, "Then you are overthinking. I have no money now."

Wang Mao: ...

Uh?
He forgot that when he watched the live broadcast, he earned 10,000+ fucking points.

How to do?
Did drop out of school?
"Mom, I promise I will study hard and get into a good university."

He never wants to go back to the construction site to move bricks.

Siru: "...OK."

Although she has no money, it doesn't matter to give Wang Mao a backdoor, but it is still possible if she is in high school.

Repeat it.

Just a year late.

So Wang Mao embarked on the road of repeating his studies. Although he really wanted to skip junior high school and go directly to high school, his mother said that he had to either repeat his studies or go to a social university.

... He didn't want to enter the society so early.

Siru did not let Wang Mao repeat his studies in the original junior high school, but went to a more strict closed one. Of course, she took Wang Mao to change his name before going to school.

Li Mao.

Ok.

It's a farewell to the past.

Wang Mao, no, it should be Li Mao now, and he has no objection to Siru's decision.

He hated the name because of what happened.

In this way, no one will contact him about that matter.

Adolescent teenagers also need to save face.

After two months of summer work at the construction site, Li Mao became dark and thin, but much stronger. He was lying on a familiar yet unfamiliar bed, and he was going to report to school tomorrow.

Ugh!
sigh.

When I think about having to repeat my first year of junior high school, I actually feel very complicated.

Originally, he thought that his mother would never accept him and might kick him out. If his father didn't care for him and his mother didn't want him, he would be reduced to a homeless boy.

At this point, Siru's mission is considered complete.

"Do you want to leave?"

"leave."

The next second, Li Huizhen opened her eyes in the darkness.

Li Mao opened his eyes in the morning light by the strong smell of porridge. He got up from the bed without washing his face or brushing his teeth. When he walked to the living room, he saw a familiar figure busy in the kitchen. He suddenly felt that his eyes were a little sour. Walk over slowly.

"mom."

He yelled softly.

Li Huizhen took a look at him with the spoon, lowered her eyes, "Go wash up and get ready to eat."

Very indifferent.

Li Mao felt an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

"Eh."

(End of this chapter)