parasitic son

Liu Xingquan saw the car on the side of the road at a glance.

In front of a row of dilapidated old public houses, this luxury car seemed too out of place.Passers-by who pass by will stop their eyes on the car for a few seconds without exception, showing curiosity or admiration.Liu Xingquan knew who the owner of this car was, which made him a little surprised.

"Aunt Ann..."

Before Liu Xingquan approached the car, the car started.

He vaguely saw Aunt Anyuan's figure behind the car window, and then the car gradually moved away, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

In Liu Xingquan's heart, the best mother in the world is his mother Luo Qingxi, and Aunt Anyuan is the second.It can only be her.

Liu Xingquan has always liked Aunt Anyuan very much.An Yuan is already a mother of two children, but she still retains the innocence of her teenage years.When he was young, Liu's father would often take him to Yan's house to be with Yan Zhen.An Yuan would often join their games, and her cheerful laughter at that time remained in Liu Xingquan's memory.She was very nice to him, so much so that her attitude affected those around the Yan family couple, causing Liu Xingquan to have the illusion that he was a young master like Yan Zhen for a while.

In the most ignorant childhood, he thought that the world in Yan Zhen's eyes was the same as what he saw.He had a happy sense of pride then.His academic performance has always been better than Yan Zhen's. He is very well-behaved, and he has received more compliments than Yan Zhen no matter in school or outside.

In elementary school, their children would get together to play football after school. At that time, there was a team of senior students who always competed for their field.After several times, the senior students clashed with them.That's what kids fight, yell at each other, then hug each other and push each other.A stone grazed Liu Xingquan's forehead, and his head was bleeding.Yan Zhen stared at his forehead, then rushed towards those senior students angrily.He wanted to grab him, but it was too late.

The children's fight intensified.Several children fell to the ground crying.In the end, they were taken away together by teachers and school security.In the chaos, one child's arm was broken.Things started to get out of hand.The parents of the fractured child had a certain influence in the local area, and even made a fuss with the Education Bureau.

He handed over the review to his class teacher.His elementary school head teacher took his self-criticism and did not speak for a long time.Liu Xingquan looked at the head teacher anxiously, and asked softly, "Will Yan Zhen and I be punished?"

"Think about yourself first." The head teacher sighed.

"..."

"Liu Xingquan, do you know the meaning of the word class?"

"I know the word in English is class."

"Liu Xingquan, you are a very good boy. I know you don't want to be just a driver like your father." The head teacher said, "The class is that sons who drive can only drive, and the boss's son is still the boss. There is a saying, Feng A phoenix is ​​born, a dragon is born a dragon, and the son of a mouse can make holes."

"..."

The head teacher said: "Yan Zhen, he has many choices. But Liu Xingquan, your chances are much less than his. I know you don't understand now. But if you want to have a better future, there are some things you can't follow blindly. Nonsense."

He listened to the teacher's words in a daze.That was the only time the head teacher who had been praising him had a heart-to-heart talk with him.Later, the fight and gang fight were resolved with the help of some parents.The two leading children were recorded as major demerits, the three children were warned, and neither he nor Yan Zhen was punished.

Later, the child who had recorded a major demerit caused trouble and was expelled from school.I heard that later on, he completely became a bastard who wandered around.

Since then, certain pressures from reality have gripped the teenager tightly.He gradually realized that he was different from Yan Zhen.This world is not as bright and splendid as he imagined, allowing him to fly forward indomitably.Yan Zhen is not something he can compare with learning.From the very beginning, their starting lines were different.

With a father like Yan An and a mother like Aunt An, Liu Xingquan has always suspected that Yan Zhen might have saved the world in his previous life.In his imaginary world, Yan Zhen is always surrounded by the shining bright light, which makes people feel dazzling and envious.Sometimes he even couldn't help fantasizing that if the Yan family couple were his parents and he lived in that beautiful big house, but often he would scold himself angrily after only thinking about it for a few seconds.

Aunt Ann's car has completely driven out of the street.

This is not passing by, she just came to my house.That small, dilapidated home huddled in the old public house.

He stepped into the laneway and saw the neighbors crowded downstairs and making noise.A neighbor saw him and shouted loudly: "Liu Xingquan! Your grandma is going to be taken away by the police!"

Liu Xingquan ran up the corridor.The two policemen were looking helplessly at the grandma rolling on the ground.His grandma clutched her heart and yelled "kill it, kill it!"His second uncle stood aside, persuading grandma, and speaking kindly to the police.

what about mom?

Liu Xingquan rushed into the house, the house was in a mess, Luo Qingxi sat pale, and several neighbors chatted around her. "Oh! Quanquan is back!" "Your son is back!" Amidst the din of the neighbors, Liu Xingquan silently grabbed his mother's hand, full of annoyance that he didn't come back sooner.

"Your grandma is still making trouble outside." A neighbor said.

"She's not my grandma."

"Liu Xingquan." Luo Qingxi looked at the ground and said, "After all, she is your father's mother and your elder."

"..." Liu Xingquan gritted his teeth.

With the efforts of the two policemen, his second uncle finally took old lady Liu away.Everyone shook their heads and sighed at this kind of top-notch mother-in-law who wanted money and shameless. Several women said that Luo Qingxi's life was a bit too hard. People discussed it and finally summed it up into one sentence: "When your Xiaoquan grows up and starts a family, your suffering The day is coming to an end."

Liu Xingquan remained silent.

He hates his grandma.

As long as he can remember, his grandma is the aggregate of all unreasonable and absurd.His grandfather died young, and his father took care of everything in the family early.Father is a dutiful son, no matter what grandma asks, he will fully promise to satisfy as much as possible.My father is the eldest son of Liu, so all contributions are due.

Ever since my father became a full-time driver for Uncle Yan An, my grandma has become more and more convinced that my father is affiliated with a golden mountain, and he can have inexhaustible benefits from then on.

Whenever someone comes from his hometown to pick him up, his father must be driving Uncle Yan An's car to pick him up.As soon as the car drove out, grandma's face lit up, as if the car belonged to their family.Whenever there is anything in my hometown, from building a new house in my hometown to my aunt going to college, my father must pay for it.Grandma has long been used to this.If her father is a little bit beyond his power, in her eyes, it is unfilial like the sky is falling.

Once, when he and Yan Zhen were bouncing home from kicking a ball, they happened to see grandma losing her temper because her father didn't have time to send her aunt.Her loud and shrill words were vulgar, and my father just bowed his head and promised.

Liu Xingquan immediately looked at Yan Zhen behind him in panic.Seen, he thought.This was the worst and most unsightly scene of his home, seen by his friends.

Yan Zhen still had that nonchalant smile on his face, staring at Liu Xingquan with a pair of dark eyes, and said softly: "Your father is so pitiful."

He will never forget the look on Yan Zhen's face at that time.At that moment Liu Xingquan felt a sense of suffocation, even if Yan Zhen mocked his father with his usual big laugh, it was better than this sympathetic words.

Yan is really gentle.But for Liu Xingquan, this tenderness is equivalent to a sharp knife piercing his heart.

Several neighbors in the neighborhood finally left his house.Luo Qingxi told him that because the money grandma invested for third uncle was cheated and wasted, besides grandma's old capital, many of them were borrowed by grandma.Now my hometown has creditors coming to collect debts every day.

"Third Uncle was cheated out of money, so it's none of our business!" Liu Xingquan said.

"Second Uncle said he would try to persuade your grandma."

"She has been like this for so many years."

"Liu Xingquan, that's your grandma."

"I wish she wasn't!!" Liu Xingquan recalled last year's Chinese New Year, when his cousin stole grandma's red envelope, but grandma insisted that he did it, causing the whole family to be restless.Grandma lightly said that as long as he admits his mistake, it will be as if it never happened.He refused to admit his mistake, and his father even threatened to beat him with a feather duster, but he refused to bow his head.At the end of the quarrel, some people said that they saw the children of the third uncle's family buying snacks outside with big bills, so they didn't continue to force him to apologize.But afterwards, my grandma blamed my father for not teaching the children well, for not respecting the elders, for not knowing the importance of advancing or retreating, which made the whole family and relatives feel embarrassed.

"Star Spring..."

Now I just hope that grandma can all explode and go to the sky collectively, Liu Xingquan thought.

That night, Liu Xingquan opened his schoolbag and took out a bottle from it.This is a bottle he found when he was cleaning the school on duty. Inside it was written Liu Xingquan's only spiritual comfort in recent days.

He uncorked the bottle, pulled out a piece of paper, and unfolded it.

The content of the letter is as follows:

Hello unknown friends.

I never thought that the drift bottle could be received by anyone.Because I've heard that most of the bottles are thrown to a barren uninhabited planet or caught in a Netherstorm.

I'm amazed that my hopeless vent could drop into a civilized world.I have a request, at least for now, please don't tell me your race and world, and leave me more room for fantasy (maybe in the future I will ask you to tell me).

Unknown believers from a foreign land, let me talk about my daily life today.

Today I gathered blessing air roots with my friend Tita.Last night I found a colony of Blessed Roots in the tertiary drain, but they weren't fully developed at the time, so I marked them.When we went down today, all the lucky roots ran away.You probably don't know what Fuqigen is.It's a fungus in our sewers, and eating it in a special way will keep me from eating for three days and nights.They love to run away from pickers like us.

Fortunately, the mark I gave it was still sending me a signal, so we turned left and right in the sewer along the signal, we stopped at a narrow passage, and I saw my lucky roots.They can't escape now.But they fell into the hands of a horde of zombie slave laborers.This group of stupid zombie slave workers took my lucky roots as stains and corrosion on the passage, and drove the electric shovel and disinfectant spray to destroy them all.

These idiots!These lucky roots are enough to feed us for a month.But now it's ruined by these zombie slave laborers.My friend Tita and I yelled at them angrily.

Then the supervisor of the zombie slave workers came out, he was standing on the electric forklift.He glared at us.When I saw his uniform, my friend Tita and I retreated sensibly.That's a supervisor, not something we can challenge.

If he would and rubbed his fingers, Teta and I would be caught and microchipped as zombie slave laborers, part of the sewer cleaning brigade.

We left the sewers, and Tita was devastated, and so was I.After all, such a large group of lucky roots is very rare.Tita said that he was fed up with the sewers and everything in the bottom cave, and he longed to leave here and climb to the upper world.

I looked up, and above us was a thick photochemical smog and endless buildings.Ashes and electric arcs floated in the air.Countless ships pass behind the deep and dark clouds.Will the scenery of the next level of the world be different?

……

Liu Xingquan read the letter.He was sure that someone was using the bottle for an occasional sci-fi update, and he was presumably the only reader.The content of this letter is completely different from the last one, but the content is a bit interesting.

He thought for a while and wrote a simple reply: 1. This strange zombie setting really doesn't match your background, it's not classical at all. 2. I would like to know what the taste of Fufugen is.

He stuffed the reply into the bottle.Tomorrow he will put the bottle under a hedge somewhere in the school garden.As long as a few days, a new letter will appear in the bottle.

He looks forward to the future development of this seemingly unsci-fi novel.