Su Qu was dressed in turquoise and green, with a simple bun on his head. His eyes were clear and he didn't wear makeup. He looked particularly neat and clean.

"I didn't know. It turns out that my mother loves me like this. I'm flattered."

The words she spat out were all stabbing.

Before anyone could interrupt, Su Qu slowly uttered the second sentence.

"Since mother values ​​girls over boys, please ask mother to get me some banknotes. I want to divorce King Mu's broken sleeve."

These words are extraordinary. Last night, most people said that King Mu was a ladybug and didn’t love herself. Today, I heard the person involved say from her own words that King Mu is a good Longyang...

Thinking about it, I feel that I have seen the excitement today.

The old lady grabbed her heart, which was muddy and a bit presbyopic. She ran to Su Qu angrily and raised her hand to hit him, but when she fell, it was just a touch.

"My son, why did you suffer so much outside and didn't let your mother know? But I have wronged you."

Outsiders are watching, and the old lady wants to lose face, so she doesn't dare to tear up her daughter's label and memorial in public.

Otherwise, the flattery that has made her so happy all these years will be gone.

She is no longer so special.

Su Qu is naturally very cooperative. They were enemies who had not been in contact with each other before, but now mother and son have a deep love for each other.

"My mother doesn't know? I write letters home every month, but some villain did it and tore it up without telling my mother?"

She pretended to be surprised and raised her slender eyebrows, as if she didn't care whether her mother looked at her or not.

The old lady herself shot herself in the foot in her pursuit of fame many years ago. Now she is gritting her teeth and smiling so hard that her eyes are like wrinkled dumplings.

"Since you are back, Qu'er, it means that King Mu still has a place for you in his heart. Men in the world are like that. King Mu is the best among them. He is already very good. Do you want to think about it again?"

Naturally, he was unwilling to wade into troubled waters for Su Qu.

If you want to do Tai Chi, you can do it as long as you can.

Su Qu opened his sleeves from many years ago. They were full of rotten flesh, with old injuries mixed with new ones, and uncoagulated blood.

"Mother, King Mu is really not a good man. Could it be that mother also thinks that after the death of my first husband, I have become a dead weed that everyone can trample on?"

Su Qu's tears rolled down his cheeks, and he wiped his tears with his sleeves, feeling very miserable.

"I'm not..." The old lady still wanted to defend.

Su Qu really didn't give her any chance and didn't satisfy her, so don't think about getting better.

"It turns out that all these years my mother said she loved her daughter more were all lies..."

Su Qu pointed at Princess Meiyuan's uneaten shrimp dumplings, her tears clattering like broken bracelets.

"When I was a child, you said that girls would come to Kuishui. The more they ate, the more painful it would be. You said that the meat and eggs at home should be eaten close to your brother first."

At that time, it was the fifteenth year of Zaifeng.

Lao Shuntianhou died of illness, leaving his orphans and widowers guarding the dilapidated house.

The old lady was furious. She used all her strength to drag Su Qu backward.

"What nonsense are you talking about! I have something good at home, how come I don't give it to you first? You are a white-eyed wolf, you are losing money by eating everything!

You yourself are a broom star, you killed your first husband-in-law, and you also want to bring Bai'er down. What kind of poisonous woman are you? ! "

The old lady was spitting everywhere, and her fingers almost stuck into Su Qu's glasses.

Su Qu understood and shook his head indifferently, "Mother, I know you don't want to have your scars uncovered, nor do you want to recall the poor days of the past."

She sneered, helped the little maid on her side stand up, and slapped her mother with her backhand.

"But what qualifications do you have to break my supposedly healthy feet into three inches?"

In the decadent dynasty, the emperor and his ministers were singing and dancing endlessly, while the people below were struggling to survive.

The woman was naturally the one who suffered the most, as her feet, which were originally able to walk as fast as flying, were forced to become twisted into a strange and deformed shape.

The scholar-bureaucrats said it was so beautiful, and the emperor said it looked good dancing with such feet.

But none of them know how to bind their own feet and dance the graceful dance of lotuses growing step by step.

"You've gone against the grain!"

The old lady was confused and her mind went blank.

After decades of not seeing each other, she thought Su Qu would become obedient and sensible, but she was still so unruly!

"I gave birth to you and raised you. I provide all your food and clothing. Even if you go to Suzaku Street to sell snacks, it's the relationship I found for you. If you leave me, you will be a waste!"

The old lady's chest rose and fell rapidly, like an angry snake.

"You can only write useless crap. Do you think you can really become a great poet like Li Taibai and become an official by taking the imperial examination? Let me tell you, stop dreaming!

You can't do it, you won't do it in your whole life! There is no woman in this world who can write poetry! "

The smile on Su Qu's face became more and more intense, like a pot of rotting corpse soup that had been simmering for many years.

Gurgling, smelly, broken bubbles.

"Qinghe Du Ruo, do you know who it is?"

She looked down at the old woman lying on the ground.

Contemptuous, mocking, careless.

"A few decades ago, Du Ruo dominated the poetry world alone. Even when Taibai was alive, he had to retreat from the edge. What do you, a housewife who doesn't read and doesn't know how to read, know?"

She pressed forward step by step, her eyes full of hatred.

"Did you know that she is a woman? Because she is a woman, those bitter scholars slandered her like crazy. The three talented men from Jiangnan who were originally at odds with her also shared the same hatred and poured dirty water on Du Ruo."

Su Qu staggered and was supported by a maid on the side. She had really been waiting for this day for too long. She even dreamed of returning to the Hou Mansion where she grew up.

Grab every bitch who has slandered, humiliated, and ridiculed yourself and slap them one by one.

"You said it was for my own good, and you didn't teach me to read and write. Then you said it was for my own good, so you broke my legs, pierced my ears, and beat me with a bamboo board every day."

She pulled out the wooden hairpin that bound her hair and asked with a sad smile: "Mother, if this is great, can I repay you in return?"

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