I am determined to become a beautiful wife for the sake of food

My name is Jiangnan, ginger from ginger, Nan from the south.As for why I chose this name, it was only because my mother gave birth to me in a small town in the south. I suspect that it took her only three seconds to think of my name, and she might not have even checked the dictionary.And my dad... let's not mention that scumbag who abandoned his family and son.

My mother and I have lived together since childhood. She opened a small supermarket, which should not be considered a supermarket. It is more appropriate to say that it is a grocery store.And I go to a school near my home, and when I get home and finish my homework every day, I have to help her keep the shop and sell things.Although being poor is a bit poor, the life of the mother and son is still decent.

Every night when I came home after collecting the stalls, my mother would always take out a candy from her pocket and stuff it in my mouth, sometimes it would be a piece of chocolate. Take my little hand home.That was the sweetest memory of my childhood.

At that time, I often thought that it would be okay without my father's company, because my mother is the best mother in the world.

Until one day my dad suddenly came back, and I was in a hurry to take all my full marks this semester to show him how good his son is, and I wanted him to praise me.Before I could show him, before I could step through that door, it turned out he was just back for a divorce.

He had another wife in the city, and he had a child with that wife. He just told my mother and me when he came back this time.

He doesn't want us anymore.

I really don't have a father now.

Then, my mother was a different person.She was hysterical, she blamed everyone, she felt that God was unfair to her everywhere, and the mother who loved and protected me in the past even thought that it was my birth that brought about the misfortune of her marriage.

Since then, I have often been beaten and scolded by her because of some trivial things, and I have been beaten a lot, and it has almost become my daily routine.But every time my mother hugged me and cried after beating me, she said sorry, mother loves you.

At that time, I couldn't understand her for a while, you hit me for a while, and said you loved me for a while.Do you really love me? Why do you say you love me after the fight?

I remember that on my 12th birthday, I had just finished arguing with her, and I said she didn’t love me at all, and then I ran to the small river outside the town crying alone, and my nose flowed from crying by the water, feeling I'm going to cry to death.Tired from crying in the afternoon, I wanted to sneak home, but was caught by relatives on the way and handed it back to my mother. My mother was going crazy because she couldn’t find me, and she beat me and scolded me:

"Are you going to kill me, kid? Are you going to make your mother mad? Why are you so disobedient, Jiang Nan? Did I owe you the Jiang family from birth?"

Then I was beaten and cried again, thinking in my heart that didn't the pictorial say that the parents of the children who were found after running away from home would not beat them?How did I get here? Nothing is the same.

Now that I have grown up, I gradually understand that my mother is not easy as a single mother.Not only did I have to raise a child, but I also had to endure so many gossips and all kinds of disdain from neighbors and relatives. In my feudal and customary hometown, a woman who was abandoned by her husband would be talked about for a lifetime.

I feel sorry for my mother, but I am an idiot, I can't do anything, and I can't do anything, and my adolescence is still hurting her constantly.

When I entered high school, for some reason, my rebellious psychology became more serious. It was common to skip classes and go to Internet cafes.This is not some kind of youthful and frivolous, this is a few tricks based on one's youth and ignorance.

My mother was so angry at that time, she broke several brooms at home in order to clean up me. I was also very stubborn, and I would rather she beat me until I was bruised than admit my mistake.

I didn't realize it until the end of the second year of high school. If I don't work hard, I won't be asked to move bricks on the construction site.

What will I use to support my mother in the future, fists?Or take the game?

But I woke up from a dream in the third year of high school and was determined to study hard, but it was too late.I'm not very smart, I'm slow in learning everything, and my family doesn't have any money to give me any cram school, so I just study hard and memorize by rote for a year, but I can only get into a secondary school.

In the first 22 years of my life, it seemed that only the third year of high school was awake, and then I fell asleep again in college.

It's too late to regret anything, people, we can only look forward.I remember four years ago when I carried my backpack on my trip to college, my mother was fine at first, but when I got in the car, the tears couldn’t stop falling down, she said, son, I’m sorry , did not give you a good family, did not let you grow up well.Before I could say a few words, the train was about to start checking tickets. I was crowded in the crowd, and when I looked back, it seemed that my mother was the only one covering her face and crying in the whole hall.

But this time the tears didn't wake me up. When I got to college, I thought I was really relaxed, so I became even more ignorant.Unless it's a class that you have to miss if you don't show up, the rest are almost either on the bed or in the Internet cafe.

Others are always telling high school students that you will be relaxed when you are in college, and you can play however you want. I just want to say: Take it easy!Unless you are ignorant like me and just want to eat and die, it is really easy.

My roommates are either working in the student union so busy that they never leave the ground, or they are participating in some kind of innovation cup that no one can see, or they are busy doing research. Only I am like a moth, and the Internet cafe is my home.

But after graduating, I suffered from my lack of knowledge and skills, and I interviewed several companies, but none of them wanted me.Either dislike my low education, or dislike my lack of work experience.

I just sprayed it. Where do fresh graduates have any work experience?It is also required to have more than two years, which is outrageous, that is, your mother is outrageous.

In the end, a friend of mine introduced me to his relative’s Internet celebrity marketing company. I don’t know what it does, but I only know that it is packaging and cultivating Internet celebrities.At that time, there was really no way out, so the dead horse had to be treated as a living horse doctor.

It may be because of my only advantage, which is a little handsome, I easily passed the first re-examination and the final review.Then I had a few meetings with them, and decided to market me and Song Ziping as a loving gay couple. At that time, I also asked them why they wanted to be gay, and I just remembered one sentence: to be at the forefront of the industry, to be different , Keep an eye on the consumer market or something.

Alas, the matter has come to this point, and I have no choice but to accept it reluctantly.After all, this month's salary is seven or eight times that of the companies I interviewed. The company also said that there will be more commissions and bonuses in the future. Even if I go out and sell it, I may not earn so much...

Anyway, it's just acting, acting.

Working hard to make money, trying to earn some pension money for my mother, this is my recent goal.I seem to be lying in a quiet and peaceful lake, looking up at the sky, the sky is blue, the clouds are white, the trees are green, and the years are quiet.

Lying down, lying down, I suddenly felt that my body was sinking continuously. The blue sky, white clouds and green trees all turned into chaos. I wanted to break free, I wanted to climb out, and when my whole body was submerged, I Only then did I realize, what kind of lake is this? I'm stuck in a swamp here.

No one can save me, and I can't save myself. The oxygen is getting less and less, and I'm about to suffocate.

Suddenly, I woke up suddenly, gasping for breath, I raised my head and met Song Ziping who was holding a pack of tissue paper.

……

Eh?

Eh? ?

Eh? ? ?

I fell asleep just now, and had a dream?

Did I recall my first half of my life in a dream?

In my dream, I announced my goals and plans for the next few years, and I was drowned in the swamp in the end?

What kind of dream is this?

The more embarrassing thing is not only this, Song Ziping hesitated to speak, he pointed to his cheek, then pointed to me and said:

"you--"

I hurriedly touched my handsome face with my hands. This face has just bought commercial insurance. It must not be in trouble. When I touched it, I was stunned.

Song Ziping hesitated for a while, and said, "Do you want paper?" At this moment, he suddenly turned into a self-service paper vending machine, selling warmth without requiring coins.

And like a tramp in the wind, I quickly took the paper towels, took out one and wiped my face indiscriminately.

I turned my head and whispered, "It's so hot, my face is sweating non-stop."

He responded to me and said, "Yeah, it's a bit too hot today, so let's go home quickly."

"Go home and turn on the air conditioner."