The Great God of Net Wen was reborn in 1927

He cleared his throat and expressed his thoughts: "Why go back to my mother's house? I'm still here. There's no reason for a son not to support his mother."

The woman shook her head with a dejected expression: "He won't keep you by my side."

Xu Shaoting was about to say, I'm already such a grown-up person, even the Heavenly King and I can't control me.

Mrs. Zhang smiled wryly: "Baby, you can't even support yourself."

Xu Shaoting couldn't say anything.

At this moment, he understood that Mrs. Zhang was not as unintelligent as she appeared on the surface, this woman who seemed to have no wisdom and always kept quiet, probably knew everything in her heart.

Zhenzhen, who was sitting next to her, held her mother's arm, and said loudly with tears on her face, "Mom, don't worry, I won't let Dad divorce you. No one in our family will be separated."

Xu Shaoting asked abruptly: "Has he mentioned divorce before?"

Zhenzhen's face froze, Xu Shaoting knew that cheap father had long thought of divorce.

If a thought comes out of the blue, the possibility of dispelling it is very high.If a thought hangs in my heart day by day, day by day, month by month, until it becomes an obsession in my heart, and I still want to get rid of it——

Is there any chance of this being successful?

Zhenzhen whispered the content of the letter she had seen by chance: "This time when I came back from Hong Kong, my aunt and father communicated first."

"In the letter to my aunt, my father wrote that after many years of separation, he always missed my brother and me. I was by my aunt's side. He was most at ease, and believed that my aunt would definitely be able to educate a woman of the new era."

Having said that, Zhenzhen paused, looked carefully at her elder brother, Xu Shaoting said calmly: "Don't worry about me, just keep talking."

Zhenzhen went on to say: "Dad said in the letter... I am always worried about my brother, what kind of children can be raised by the mother, I am afraid that it will not be like the uncle and the second uncle, or become the same person as the second mother. That is even more terrible. .”

"I used to always think, how would a woman like her survive without me, but now I find that I probably made the first mistake, and every step after that made mistakes. My marriage is already like this , let alone let the children be infected by her, the tragedy of this generation should end in this generation."

Zhenzhen lowered her head, neither daring to look at her brother nor her mother, she memorized the original passage almost verbatim.

After Xu Shaoting heard it, the word divorce did not appear in the text, but every word meant divorce.

After Zhenzhen finished speaking, she struggled and looked at her brother tentatively, subconsciously taking Xu Shaoting as the backbone.

"Brother, can you really stop your father's decision to divorce?"

Xu Shaoting thought to himself, it's too difficult.

This cheap father is definitely not an impulsive player, he has met such a person before, he will think carefully about everything he does, and he looks like a gentle gentleman, especially easy to talk to.

But when he made an important decision, if there were no accidents, it was absolutely impossible to change the mind of this kind of person.

Xu Shaoting said: "Ignore the divorce for now."

He didn't dare to say that he was quite in favor of divorce.

"The fundamental issue is not the issue of divorce." Xu Shaoting's mind turned quickly, and he summed up the main points, "The essential issue is what should mother do after divorce."

Xu Shaoting thought very well, he thought Zhang always had some money in his hands for so many years, moved out of Xu's family after divorce, and bought a small house by himself, and he and Zhenzhen went to see it when they had time. She, accompany her, this kind of life is no different from now.

One is also more at ease.

Xu Shaoting thought so, so he told Mrs. Zhang.

Zhenzhen also smiled when she heard this, the little girl was as naive as this fake brother, she pulled Mrs Zhang and said, "Mom, brother is right, you bought the house closer to Dad's new house, so my brother and I can go to the house every day." I count on you."

Mrs. Zhang was silent for a long time listening to the plans of the two sons and daughters for her.

Xu Shaoting was a little impatient, and only then did he hear the woman say softly: "You guys are all thinking too well."

Not only Xu Shaoting, but also Zhenzhen couldn't stand her mother's character, the little girl yelled: "Tell me, what's wrong with us?"

Xu Shaoting's thoughts are similar to Zhenzhen's, he is also fed up with this woman's indecision, the only thing he can persuade himself is to understand.

Xu Shaoting was patient, took out his patience in writing a novel, racked his brains to draw up an outline, and set the pace, and asked Zhang what he was worried about.

The silver moon is round, and the bright galaxy hangs in the distance of the long night. The candlelight explodes into a lantern, and the figures in the room are swaying.

Maybe it was the silence of the night, maybe it was the gentle voice of the young man beside her that made the woman speak out what was in her heart.

After hearing this, Xu Shaoting understood why Mrs. Zhang wanted to seek death.

First of all, Mrs. Zhang doesn't have any money in her hands. Secondly, as long as the divorce here, the old lady of the Xu family will definitely notify the Zhang family to take her daughter back—maybe everyone who reported the news today has set off.

As a lesson from the past, Zhang's sister was the daughter-in-law who was divorced and returned home. The body was found in the pond the next day, and she said she jumped into the pond to preserve her chastity.

The Zhang family approached the husband's family for this reason and asked for a sum of money.

"A living person has legs, so they can't run?" Xu Shaoting said.

Looking at her son's young face with nostalgia, Zhang shook her head resignedly: "Where can I go? I am a woman, how can I resist the entire Zhang family?"

Xu Shaoting wanted to say more, but Zhenzhen suddenly said in a trembling voice: "Follow your father at home, obey your husband when you get married, and obey your son after your husband dies. If the divorce is successful, brother and you will be taken away from your mother. The Zhang family can report to the government to ask for your mother." back."

"After all." Zhenzhen gritted her teeth and said, "Grandpa isn't dead yet."

During the night talk, the conversation between the three of them reached a dead end, and after a long detour, they still returned to the original point. Xu Shaoting found that he still had to prevent the cheap father from getting a divorce.

Both the younger sister and the mother were silent, and the younger sister was crying silently.But the mother stopped crying, and she held her daughter in her arms, as if she was still the little child who was born not long ago.

She patted her back lightly with her skinny hands, as if saying her final farewell.

Xu Shaoting sat on the bed blankly, looked around, wondering why a living person could walk into such a dead end.

He scanned the room aimlessly, and said in his heart, cheap dad, you said it yourself, her life is tied to you, are you getting a divorce, isn't it killing her?

I don't know how many times he scanned the desk, Xu Shaoting's eyes fell on it, Mrs. Zhang is literate, or when she married into Xu's family in her early years, Xu Huaiqing taught her to read.

So there were paper and pens on the table, Xu Shaoting jumped off the bed, walked to the table, and saw the pen in the pen holder, a neat matt book, and a bottle of blue ink.

Bringing the candlestick closer, Xu Shaoting sat at the table, opened the matt book, found a clean page and spread it out, took out the pen, he took a closer look, it was a Montblanc pen.

Muttering that this is still a famous brand, Xu Shaoting opened the cap of the pen and wrote two words on the paper. After making sure that the writing was all right, he stared at the blank notebook and meditated for a while.

By the time Zhenzhen wiped away her tears and came over curiously with Mrs. Zhang, he had already finished writing a page.

The little girl looked over and asked with a strong nasal voice: "Brother, what are you writing? Are you going to write a letter to Dad?"

Xu Shaoting blew on the ink-smelling writing, and replied, "It's not a letter, I'm writing a short story."

Zhenzhen and Zhang were even more puzzled, and looked at Xu Shaoting in complete incomprehension.

The boy turned to the next page and continued writing at his desk.He didn't explain very confidently: "I don't have any other talents, so let me try."