034: Confessions of an extreme mother

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The woman frowned with a suspicious expression: "My son is fine, why did he die?"

Lin Xuan asked, "Have you never bought him new clothes since the first year of high school?"

"Yeah, so what?"

"He went to school, not to be handsome. Why do he dress so well?"

"Besides, it's easy to fall in love with too well dressed. I'm honing his mind."

The woman's "I'm right" look on her face seemed to be quite proud.

Lin Xuan asked again, "Has your child complained to you recently that he was bullied at school?"

"Drinking water down his neck, grabbing a spider and forcing him to eat it, sticking chewing gum in his hair?"

"There are also some bad students who hit him and slap him directly."

The woman nodded, looking arrogant: "Yes, a slap doesn't make a sound."

"He must have provoked other classmates, and the other classmates beat him, otherwise how could the classmates beat others, just beat him?"

The Q&A goes here.

Lin Xuan was very angry, and the fans in the live broadcast room were even more angry.

One after another, fans are sending barrages to scold the woman:

"Damn, and is he a stepmother?"

"It's definitely a stepmother, and she's the cruel one among stepmothers."

"What's the matter, my mother buys me six clothes a year, and I think it's not enough. This product will not buy clothes for her own baby for three years?"

"I f*ck, I was forced to eat spiders by my classmates, pour water on my neck, and get slapped... This is a proper school bullying, and the mother actually said that a slap won't make a sound?"

"Grass mud horse, Laozi slapped you in the face, can you hear it?"

The live broadcast room screamed.

The Q&A with Lin Xuan and the women continues.

"Your child is only seventeen."

"You signed him up for piano lessons, dance lessons, plus Japanese lessons, and football lessons!"

"Since high school, he has been able to sleep less than five hours a day, and has not taken a day off for more than two years."

"Don't you think it's too much to do?"

Lin Xuan questioned in a bad tone!

Seeing that Lin Xuan's tone was not good, the women suddenly became angry and shouted:

"What do you know?"

"You look like you are only eighteen or nineteen years old. How can you understand the painstaking efforts of your parents?"

"No money for piano lessons, no money for dance lessons, or no money for Japanese lessons?"

"I work hard every day, and I am reluctant to eat and wear. The little money I save will pay for his make-up tuition."

"In addition to paying tuition fees, the recipes for him are carefully arranged every day. Even if he is busy, he will send meals to school to keep him nutritious. Is it easy for me?"

Suddenly!

The more she talked, the more excited she became, and she even cried.

Immediately afterwards, the women cried and yelled at Lin Xuan:

"He hasn't taken a vacation in three years in high school, and I haven't taken a day off in five years. I don't go back during the New Year, just to earn more money so that he can study."

"For three years he only slept five hours a day, do you know how long I slept? I only slept more than four hours a day!"

"You know why I put on such heavy makeup, just to cover up the dark circles!"

While speaking, the woman wiped off the powder from her eyes, revealing dark circles, and roared hysterically:

"Do you know what a hopeful child is Jackie Chan?"

"Do you know what it means to be pitiful for parents in the world?"

"I work so hard, isn't it because he can go to a good university and have a good future?"

"But what about him?"

"Not only did I not understand my painstaking efforts, I actually wanted to sleep in late, I didn't want to make up classes, I had a conflict with my classmates, and I wanted to wear new clothes?"

"If he used his thoughts of sleeping late, not making up classes, arguing with classmates, and wanting to wear new clothes to his studies, he would have been in the top ten by now!"

"Uuuuuu..."

"Why am I so miserable?"

While talking, the woman herself cried aggrieved.

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The fans in the live broadcast room were also speechless.

I thought it was a vicious stepmother, but I didn't expect it to be a real mother, and this real mother was even more cruel to herself.

then……

The live broadcast room quickly divided into two factions!

Comprehension send barrage:

"Hey, poor parents in the world!"

"Although the education method is wrong, the starting point is good."

"Although this mother is demanding of her children, she is also demanding of herself. I really can't say anything."

On the contrary, the opposition is breathing fragrance:

"Haha, what is wrong with the way of education? It's clearly letting the children be their own marionettes."

"That is, there are three kinds of birds in the world. One is the stupid bird that flies first, the other is that the smart bird is not in a hurry to fly, and the other is that it lays eggs and incubates the child to fly. This auntie is the third kind of bird."

"I think this aunt has been stunned. She used moral kidnapping to manipulate her child, completely disregarding her own feelings."

"Yes, after three years of not buying new clothes, the child is bullied to blame his own child. What a talent."

Fans of the two factions have their own opinions, and neither can convince the other.

In addition to these two groups of fans, there are also a very small group of fans who have been posting barrages asking: "Master Lin, you just said that this aunt's child will die, what's the matter?"

At this moment!

The woman also remembered this, and asked in a deep voice, "Master Lin, what happened when you said that my son would die?"

"Your son suffers from severe depression and now wants to kill himself!"

"The only way is to spend 30,000 yuan to buy three peace talismans from me, which can save your son's life!"

Lin Xuan replied with a serious face!

PS: Thank you for the master who gave more than 1,000 flowers, and ask other masters for data! *

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