[Rebirth] King of Theater

The next day, Al came home and tried to persuade Mrs. Sylvie to treat her sister Mary better.

But what he never expected was that he directly stabbed a hornet's nest.

"Ah! You only know how to accuse me and despise me for speaking badly, but do you know? That little girl is not doing good things!"

While talking, Mrs. Sylvie began to cry: "She kissed someone on the main road yesterday, in broad daylight... Tell me, this is something that a decent woman can do? This is It's something only a bitch can do! You still blame me for scolding her, shouldn't I scold her? You are a man, you don't understand. In this world, the most precious things for a girl are herself, and the other is With a clean reputation, if I lose these two, my God... I can't even imagine it."

Al was very speechless, so he said casually: "Mom, it's a new era, and it's not so serious anymore."

Mrs. Sylvie immediately took a deep breath, as if she was about to faint from fright: "What kind of bastard are you talking! You don't stay at home all day long, you run around with wild men and don't do serious things, so you think you Can my sister do the same?"

"What wild man?"

Al said a little unhappy: "If you talk like that again, I'm angry!"

"Damn it, is that how you talk to your mother?"

Mrs. Sylvie burst into tears: "Suddenly, do I even have to say a few words to be annoying? You are the big boss now, amazing! What am I? A poor husbandless woman , a good-for-nothing old mother who is despised by her son, you all despise me, what am I doing alive, why not kill me..."

"Oh, I didn't say that."

"God, am I willing to be a mother who is resented by my children? Am I willing to insult my daughter? I have worked so hard to raise you up, is it just to attract people to complain? I After doing so much and talking so much, what am I trying to do? It's not for you, for my children!"

Madame Sylvie wept into tears.

Al wanted so badly to tell her 'Come on!I was actually the one who worked so hard to raise my younger brothers and sisters, but considering his mother's fragile nerves, he still gave up this impulsive idea and comforted him patiently: "Don't cry, Mom. Don't worry, Mary is protected by me, whether it's reputation or anything else, I guarantee everything will be safe."

After hearing this, Mrs. Sylvie finally shed her tears: "I know you are the most reliable, Al."

"I'm just worried about Mary, she's a little girl after all..." She opened her arms towards Al as she spoke, "Come here, son, come and kiss Mommy."

Al sighed, walked over, and kissed her softly on the cheek.

Mrs. Sylvie patted her side again and said, "Come on, sit here and have a good talk with mom for a while."

Although Al felt that there was nothing to say.

But he didn't want to upset his mother, so he sat down anyway.

The two mothers and sons sat side by side for a rare occasion, and the atmosphere became a little warmer.

Both of them were silent for a while...

"Oh, these years, I'm really getting older." Mrs. Sylvie spoke first.

"Mom, what are you thinking about?"

"I'm just thinking about it, I'm almost forty..."

"Forty is not old. Besides, you don't look like forty. You are so beautiful. If you go out and say that you are Mary's sister, people will believe you!"

"Oh, you will make mother happy, but time is like this, no matter how nice it is, it will never stop moving forward, day by day, year by year, watching, John He's almost grown into a man, and even the little girl Mary is 13 years old, and she's starting to learn how to cherish spring..."

"It's always about growing up."

"But in the past few years, I have been very disturbed in my heart, and sometimes I would wake up from my dreams."

"For what, mother?"

"Remember when we were in the ghetto, Al? We were broke, ragged, hungry, cold, at the bottom of society, and anyone could bully us."

"How could it be possible to forget? But now we have come to the end of our hardships, so we don't need to keep them in our daily records."

"It's all your fault, Al."

Al couldn't help being very stunned, but also a little flattered.

For although there was nothing wrong with saying this, and he thought so in the depths of his heart, it was a rare compliment that came from Mrs. Sylvie's mouth: "Mother, what are you doing?" What do you want to say?"

Mrs. Sylvie didn't answer directly, but changed another question: "Al, are you really going to spend your whole life with a man?"

"Uh, a lifetime is so long, who can say for sure? But I want to live with Randy now, as long as he doesn't change his mind, I'm willing to live with him..." Al answered honestly, but the doubts in his heart More: "Why do you think of asking this again, haven't you always avoided this matter, just pretending it doesn't exist?"

Mrs. Sylvie's eyes were red again: "I can't help it, who told me that I am your mother. I don't want to hear this, I don't want to see this, but you insist on doing this, so what can I do ? I have to think more about my children."

Al was a little moved, but still looked at her suspiciously, not understanding what she was talking about.

But Mrs. Sylvie changed the subject again: "Al, in a few more years, both John and Mary will grow up."

Al Yun couldn't figure it out, so he could only say, "That's right."

"They're your siblings, do you understand?"

"I understand, I will take care of my younger siblings."

"No, you don't understand at all."

"Mom, what do I not understand?"

"Listen to me, Al." Mrs. Sylvie's face became serious.

Then, she said earnestly in the tone of a mother reasoning with children: "I didn't tell you this reason when they were young, but now that they are getting older, I have to say it." !Listen to me, Al, you can't always be nicer to outsiders than to your own siblings!"

"What you said made me even more confused." Al was puzzled: "Why am I treating outsiders better than my younger brothers and sisters?"

"You silly boy!" Mrs. Sylvie began to complain resentfully: "Think about what you have done in the past few years!"

"What have I done?"

"Damn it, don't act stupid! You think your mother is a fool! Let me tell you, I know all the things you have done! That Ben Foreman guy, are you young? To give gifts to his house in the past year, what kind of bank did he open a while ago, did you still lend him money?"

"Mr. Foreman has helped us. Isn't it right to give gifts? Besides, the loan is just to help him turn around, and he will pay it back soon."

"Let's not talk about that for the time being, and that poor clerk in the bakery. Why do you pay for him to open a shop for no reason? It's a busy area in the city, such a good location, such a good shop, you can give it away as soon as you say it ?”

"No reason, he helped me."

"Yeah, I gave you an expired bread and got such a good shop. It's the best deal in the world."

"Mom, can you stop talking in this tone, I don't like to hear it!"

"What's my tone? I just never saw you being taken advantage of! If you want to repay, you can repay, but as for repaying it a hundred times and a thousand times? And that damn Smith, who was just a ticket booth back then The ticket seller, but now you actually let him manage the ticketing of the whole theater. Don’t think I don’t understand, I also worked in the theater for a few days before, this ticketing is the best difference, here, the price difference in the middle... …Hehe, it’s a lot of oil and water; and Luke, the street gangster back then, you gave him the management of the entire theater. Are you stupid? People who don’t know think he is the boss! Those people You made arrangements for the children who were poor enough to beg for food in the slums back then, gave them jobs, and gave them money... But have you ever thought about it? You took care of everyone, but your younger brothers and sisters Woolen cloth?"

"What do you mean? I don't need them to eat and drink."

"You don't need them to eat and drink, but don't you think about their future?"

"Others have careers, jobs, money, and status, but what about your younger brothers and sisters?"

"..."

"Al, it's not that mom doesn't think about you. I've been thinking about it for many days at home. If you really live with a man, you will definitely have no one to rely on in the future. Only your younger brothers and sisters are your closest people and most reliable. Anthony’s helper. Anthony is still young, so let’s not talk about him, but John and Mary have to think about cultivating him. Especially John, he is getting older, shouldn’t you also consider... that theater or something , Luke is an outsider after all, and John is your blood brother, your own person who is connected by blood, your real own person, understand?"

"You're home all day thinking about all this crap?"

"This is a mess of rubbish! This is my painstaking effort..."

"No need! I don't need your painstaking efforts."

Al couldn't help interrupting her: "I just want to ask you now, does John know what you said?"

"what?"

Mrs. Sylvie replied subconsciously: "He doesn't know, but I'm all for you children..."

"Ha, you saved his life!"

"what?"

Al sneered: "If John knows...if he dares to collude with you to do such a thing, I'll beat him to death in a while!"

Mrs. Sylvie immediately shouted angrily: "Al, he is your own brother!"

"Mom, let me tell you! I don't care about money at all, I don't care about the theater, and I don't care about what shit to rely on!"

Al stood up, green eyes shining, serious expression, slightly angry: "If I can spend money, I can make money! I can find a way to feed my family when I am 13 years old, and I will not starve to death on the street when I am 80 years old." I have this confidence, because I have always relied on my own ability, not on my younger brothers and sisters. Now, it is my responsibility as the elder brother to support them, but it does not mean that I will be responsible for supporting them for the rest of my life. Since I have given them the opportunity to be educated and to develop their abilities, they should be like me in the future, relying on their ability to eat and not relying on others!"