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Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and my mother still didn’t contact me.

Hou Junjun couldn't wait any longer.

"Zhiyuan, do you think my mother is still angry with me?"

"Fool, how could Auntie be really angry with you? She's just waiting for you to give in first."

Wu Zhiyuan smiled gently and stroked the top of Hou Junjun's hair with his big palm, coaxing her as gently as a child.

"really?"

Hou Junjun was still a little uneasy. This was the first time since she was born that she had been separated from her mother for such a long time.

No matter what she did in the past, her mother would condone her unconditionally, but this time...

Hou Junjun felt very uncomfortable. She didn't understand why her mother was so angry.

Didn’t you just say you wanted to get married?

Why is mom so angry? Why can't you see the good in Zhiyuan?

I didn’t see much resistance from my mother when I brought Zhiyuan home before. Why did she start to object when I mentioned marriage?

He even kicked himself out of the house, something that had never happened in the past 20 years...

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became, and Hou Junjun tightened her grip on the phone in her hand.

Seeing her like this, Wu Zhiyuan knew that she couldn't wait any longer, so he had to ask aloud: "How about... let's go back and have a look tomorrow? If you admit your mistake to auntie and coax her out, everything will be fine."

In fact, he thinks so too. How can any parent in the world really get angry with their children?

Raising children for old age, why should we stop working so hard to raise children just because of this?

Impossible!

Hou Junjun was immediately moved, nodding like garlic.

"Zhiyuan, we will go back tomorrow."

With bright eyes, she threw herself into Wu Zhiyuan's arms and rubbed her head.

Wu Zhiyuan patted her on the back, and the two began to plan what to say when they saw Si Jin.

Here, Si Jin received the message from 857 almost at the same time.

"Boss, those two guys said they would come back to you tomorrow."

"Oh?"

Si Jin suddenly smiled. This was the moment she had been waiting for.

"It's good to come back. I'll take this opportunity to make it clear to Hou Junjun."

Those two people are determined not to die until they reach the Yellow River. Let them sober up tomorrow.

Some of their dreams are in vain, and the abscess will never heal unless it is pricked!

The next day, it was around 11 noon.

"Mom, I'm back!"

As soon as she got off the elevator, Hou Junjun couldn't wait to shout out and put her hand on the fingerprint lock.

Not opened.

Hou Junjun thought he didn't press it in the right place, so he quickly pressed it again.

Still not opened.

She tried again without giving up.

Still no reaction at all.

Wu Zhiyuan, who walked slowly over, saw that she had not moved for a long time, and asked: "What's wrong, Junjun? What are you doing standing there stupidly? Why don't you open the door?"

Hou Junjun turned his face in panic, his voice trembling.

"The door won't open."

Wu Zhiyuan walked over and took a look at the high-end fingerprint lock and frowned.

"Isn't the battery out of power? Do you have the spare key?"

Hou Junjun shook his head, it wasn't that there was no power.

She and her mother picked out this lock together, so there was no possibility of it running out of power!

She felt uneasy again, and for a moment she felt cold from head to sole.

Could my mother...

No, it's impossible. How could my mother be so cruel?

However, with this suspicion in my mind, I couldn't suppress it anymore. I hurriedly took out my mobile phone from my pocket, found my mother's profile picture and dialed it.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on a call..."

She continued to fight.

"Sorry……"

Still didn't get through, call again

"Sorry……"

Still unable to get through, Hou Junjun refused to give up and grabbed Wu Zhiyuan's cell phone and dialed.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on a call..."

Hou Junjun's heart was completely cold.

Her mother blocked her!

The new mobile phone I bought just over a month ago slipped on the carpet, bounced twice and fell outside.

Wu Zhiyuan felt so distressed that he hurriedly picked it up, frowning and muttering unhappily.

"Why did you drop your phone? I only bought it a few days ago. What a pity it got broken..."

The words stopped suddenly, and he saw Hou Junjun sliding weakly to the ground, tears flowing in two straight lines.

"Junjun, why are you crying?"

Wu Zhiyuan cursed in his heart for being pretentious, but kept comforting him with his mouth.

"Don't cry, didn't you just enter the house? Maybe Auntie will be back soon. Today is the weekend, so you don't have to go to work."

But at this moment Hou Junjun couldn't hear anything, and all he could think about was the scenes of himself and his mother growing up.

When she went to kindergarten for the first time, she didn't cry, but her mother cried sadly...

She went to elementary school for the first time. Her mother was very happy that day. She wore a red dress and looked very good...

When she entered junior high school, she was called "parent" by her teacher for the first time, and her mother looked at her with disappointed eyes for the first time...

She was dating an older man in his 30s, and her mother scolded her for the first time...

Countless pictures flashed through his mind like a marquee, and Hou Junjun burst into tears.

Wu Zhiyuan had no choice but to pull up. He felt that his face was burning, even if there was no one else in the corridor, his face was still burning.

Why is Hou Junjun so ignorant?

How old is a person to cry all the time? Isn’t it embarrassing?

You're damn right, big girls in the city are pretentious!

And that old woman, what's going on?

Her daughter ran away from home for half a month and was ignored. Does she still want this daughter?

Wu Zhiyuan was complaining crazily in his heart, but his face was still as gentle as water, and he kept comforting Hou Junjun not to cry.

At this moment, the elevator opened again, and Si Jin walked out with a bag of fruit.

Wu Zhiyuan quickly pulled Hou Junjun's sleeve, "Junjun, aunt is back."

Hou Junjun took a moment to react, and looked up at his mother who was not even looking haggard.

The mood is so sour.

"Mom~"

Si Jin completely pretended not to see these two people and squeezed sideways to the door, pressing his thumb on the fingerprint position.

The door clicked open.

Just as the door was about to close...

"mom!"

Hou Junjun shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Mom, are you still angry with me? Don't let me go. Isn't it okay if I don't get married? Wuwuwu..."

Wu Zhiyuan looked over in disbelief and saw Hou Junjun rushing to the door, holding on to the edge of the door with both hands to prevent Si Jin from closing it.

"Mom, I was wrong. I won't get married. I will stay with you my whole life. Please don't let me go, okay?"

"Mom, I beg you! Ooooh...Mom..."

Wu Zhiyuan was dumbfounded!

He never expected that Hou Junjun would do something like this when the time came, so what were his efforts these days?

What does the contribution of his parents and grandfather count?

Hou Junjun is a pretty girl in the city who doesn't know how to do anything. When he opens his eyes every day, he only plays with his mobile phone. His parents do all the work at home, and he is well fed and raised...

In the end, people forget all these things as soon as they see their biological mother!

He didn't say anything, just stared at the back of Hou Junjun's head, forgetting to put away his angry expression.

Si Jin saw all this and felt more at ease.