Hold on, the system and I have never been angry

I thought he would recall the most sword-like scenes in the anime he had watched, or some immersive plots, but I didn't expect it to be a flashback.

Speechless.

Lu Jinzhao called out to Qiansui several times but got no response. He guessed that it was because of the dream and his consciousness was not clear.

I had no choice but to watch it patiently.

Chu Nian went home for the holiday from university. She climbed up to the sixth floor with a heavy suitcase and sweated all over. She opened the door with her key and walked into the room with the suitcase. When she opened the door, a damp and musty smell hit her in the face, so she quickly opened the skylight for ventilation.

It was still early before noon, so she put away her suitcase, ran to the vegetable market downstairs to buy some of her favorite dishes, cooked rice in the rice cooker, and called her mother on her cell phone, but her mother didn't answer.

By 11:30, the meal was ready. Mother came back from get off work with a lot of dishes in her hands. The moment she saw Chu Nian, she was not happy, but blamed: "What do you mean by doing your hair like this? You grew your hair long just to perm it like this? You look like a prostitute out there. Straighten it for me now. You're so embarrassing."

"...Mom?" Chu Nian's face froze as she was about to suggest the dishes she wanted to eat. She went from excited to unbelievable. "Why are you saying that to me... I just had a perm, I didn't do anything shameful."

"What's the matter? Did you say you're amazing? I was wondering why you suddenly wanted to grow your hair long after having kept it short for more than ten years? It turns out you've become wild after entering college. I told you, you're not allowed to have a romantic relationship. Just focus on your studies, okay?" Mother walked into the kitchen and saw the dishes neatly cut on the chopping board waiting to be cooked. She sneered, "You only know how to eat as soon as you get home. You bought so many delicious dishes that your dad and I can't bear to eat once a week at home. You're using your dad and I's hard-earned money to get your hair done and buy food, right? You really don't know how expensive firewood and rice are until you run the household."

Chu Nian: "...Mom, I earned money from writing articles, and I didn't waste the living expenses you gave me."

"What about accepting manuscripts? What manuscripts? If it were you, you shouldn't have gone to that art academy. If you hadn't begged us with tears, we wouldn't have agreed to anything. You didn't want to go to a good university, but you chose to study art and do all that messed up stuff. Even if you pass the teacher qualification exam and become a teacher, it would be more reliable than accepting manuscripts as you said. How could there be such a fool to buy your paintings? Those half-human and half-ghost paintings of yours are called animation or something, do people really buy them?"

After these words, Chu Nian had lost the desire to communicate. She returned silently to the private room she finally had after moving at the age of seventeen, and closed the door.

My mother came over and pushed open the unlocked door. The wooden door banged against the cement wall, leaving a dent. She took a clean apple and chewed it, saying, "Why do you want to close the door? What's so shameful about that?"

Chu Nian said helplessly: "Mom, I need some private space to finish my manuscript."

"I don't care about your personal space, but you are not allowed to close the door."

Late at night, Chu Nian turned the fan to level 3, but still couldn't stop the dryness all over her body. Sweat kept pouring out, easily soaking her clothes. She tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and finally dragged a mat to sleep on the floor in her parents' room next door, which had the air conditioner on.

The next day, Chu Nian told her mother about buying an air conditioner. She was not very popular, so the reward for taking orders was not much, a large order only cost a few dozen yuan. At that time, she only had more than a thousand yuan, but it was enough to buy a wall-mounted air conditioner.

But her mother put her hands on her hips and interrupted her: "You paid for the air conditioner? Do you think it's free electricity? You usually live in the school dormitory, who will use the air conditioner? You might as well use this thousand yuan to subsidize the family, you're a waste."

“Mom…” Chu Nian grabbed her mother’s sleeve and shook it: “Buy me an air conditioner. I really don’t want to sleep on the floor in your room. Dad snores… And my palms were sweating from all the manuscript work I was doing this afternoon. I couldn’t draw properly…”

"Okay, okay, give me the money and I'll get you one."

"Really? Thanks, Mom!" Chu Nian was overjoyed and immediately transferred all the money in his bank card to her.

The mother was very quick and had someone bring an air conditioner to Chu Nian that afternoon, but it looked very old.

It was not until he saw the landlady walk in that Chu Nian realized that the air conditioner was an old one that was removed from their family's home when they got their daughter married and replaced it with a new appliance. Her mother only spent 150 yuan to hire an installer and added some fluorine to this decade-old air conditioner.

Chu Nian was not very happy, but at least he had his own air conditioner and no longer had to sleep on the floor next door.

Unfortunately, she still didn't have the right to lock the door.

The scene in front of her eyes darkened again. Chu Nian had just graduated and was working on her manuscript at home when her mother came in and pointed out her painting: "I told you to stop painting and go out and find a proper job. Even working as a waiter in a restaurant is better than staying at home."

"Mom, I can make money by taking on scripts. I have a certain number of fans now, so it's definitely better than being a waiter." Chu Nian tried to explain.

The mother didn't listen at all: "How much money can you make from painting? Isn't it more stable and reliable to find a job working from 9 to 5 than painting? I don't care, go find me a job, who doesn't work?"

"mom……"

"Also, you are already in your twenties, it's time to find a partner. Date for two years and get married so your dad and I can have grandchildren sooner." The mother chattered, "If you want to find someone, find someone who has a house and a car locally. When you marry him, you can enjoy life right away. Be careful, you hear me?"

The landlord's wife came up to collect the rent for this quarter. The door was not closed during the day, so she walked in. She happened to hear the conversation between the mother and daughter, and came over happily: "Xiao Nian, are you looking for a partner? I have a nephew who has a house and a car with no mortgage, and earns over ten thousand yuan a month. Do you want to meet him and try it out?"

Chu Nian had a feeling that something was wrong: "Aunt, your nephew has a house and a car with no loans and a monthly income of over ten thousand. These conditions are very good in the blind date market, so it should be easy for him to find a partner."

The landlady was a little embarrassed: "He is a little old, eight or nine years older than you, and his legs and feet are a little inconvenient, so he has never gotten married... But don't worry, he is still a good match for you!"

Chu Nian: “……?” What do you mean he’s not bad enough to match her?

To be fair, although she doesn't have a car or a house for the time being, her monthly manuscript fee is over 20,000 yuan on average, so she will be able to afford it sooner or later. Although she is not a great beauty, she is healthy and has good features. Has she fallen to the point of going on a blind date at the age of 20?

His mother didn't notice Chu Nian's unhappy expression at all, and started chatting happily with the landlady. Chu Nian sat back in front of the computer silently, put on his Bluetooth headphones and continued to work on his manuscript.

Even though she paid several thousand yuan to the household every month, her mother still did not approve of her taking on commissions to paint at home, and instead asked her to find a full-time job.

Chu Nian was overwhelmed. She thought that large and giant game companies would not consider a small artist like her. Small companies could not get the version number, the game could not be launched, and the capital chain was easily broken, bankruptcy and closure, and the salary might not be paid on time. After thinking about it, she finally sent her resume to many medium-sized game companies for art positions, but the result was that her style was not suitable or she was taken by other big bosses first. She could not find a suitable job for a while.

Helplessly, under the urging of my mother, I went to the interview at Xbuck, the nearest company to my home.

Fortunately, the work at xbuck is not too tiring, and the salary is enough for her to live on. She can also have her own time every day to draw some fan fiction and OC illustrations. Compared to the days when she had to rush to finish manuscripts as soon as she opened her eyes and continued to rush to finish manuscripts in her dreams, it is indeed more stable and easier.

So I worked there for two years.

The conflict broke out completely when Chu Nian was 25 years old.

Her mother urged her to find a partner, saying that if she didn't hurry up, she would not be able to find a good man once she was over the age limit. At 25, she could still choose others, but once she was over the age limit, she would only be chosen by others.

Chu Nian clearly refused: "Mom, I don't want to get married and have children, at most I want to have a relationship."

I was slapped several times by my mother.

The mother's chest rose and fell violently, as if she was in a hurry: "How dare you?! Didn't I raise you to this age just to see you get married and have children so that I can have a grandchild?! How dare you not get married?!"

Chu Nian: “…”

"I think you've become stupid from studying so much! You've actually followed those crazy comments on the Internet, saying things like not getting married and not having children!? I really shouldn't have let you go to college in another city. You've become wild once you're away from home!"

The mother chattered on and on for half an hour. Chu Nian waited until she finished, then lowered his eyes and smiled helplessly: "Mom, I've known for a long time that you don't love me that much. All you want is a well-behaved and obedient puppet, a tool who will do whatever you say and never disobey, and can bring a son-in-law to make up for your regret of not having a son. This person can be anyone, not me, right?"

The mother was obviously stunned, and then she slapped Chu Nian's arm vigorously: "What nonsense are you talking about? I don't love you? If I didn't love you, would I give birth to you and provide you with food, clothing and college? Are you crazy?! You are too arrogant to say such things to me?!"

"Yes, I'm crazy! For 25 years, you've driven me crazy!" Chu Nian couldn't control herself and exploded. "You love me? In the name of doing good for me, you belittle me, suppress me, restrict my freedom, and interfere with my choices. Have you ever respected me? No! You think that I was born by you and I should obey you completely. Once I have my own normal ideas that are slightly contrary to yours, I am disobedient and disobedient! At the very least, you will be scolded for hours, and at the worst, you will be slapped and forced to kneel. How dare you say you love me!?"

"How dare you talk to me like that!? Did I give birth to you just to disobey me like this?!"

Chu Nian smiled, tears falling from the corners of her eyes: "Mom, you have to ask yourself why you gave birth to me. When you gave birth to me, you didn't get my consent."

The mother was so angry that she slapped Chu Nian on the face several times in a row: "How dare you talk to me?! I gave birth to you without your consent? This is also my first time being a mother. Have you ever thought about me? I get up early and go to work and do housework during the day, and take care of you at night. Did I raise you to this age just for you to question me like this now?!"

"You're a first-time mother, but you've already been a child once, right?"

Chu Nian took off her crooked glasses and wiped away the tears with the back of her hand: "Mom, they say that children from poor families grow up early, but that's not the case for me. It wasn't until college that I gradually realized that you loved me, but not enough."

"The love you gave me was just right. Not too much for me to grow up happily, but not too little for me to easily abandon you. Not too much, not too little, just enough to trap me for the first half of my life."

"What nonsense are you talking about? We provided you with food and clothing and brought you up. How have we ever let you down? You are an only child, and we have given you everything, yet you are still not satisfied?" The mother threw the phone in her hand at Chu Nian.

"Mom, times have changed. Raising a child is no longer just about feeding him or her and not starving him or her. Otherwise, you will only raise his or her body but not his or her soul." Chu Nian picked up the phone that had hit her chest and then dropped to the ground, with the cracked tempered film on it. She covered her chest with her hands and forced an extremely ugly smile. "I bought you this phone with my first commercial manuscript fee after graduation. I took it out with great joy and taught you how to initialize it and how to set the password and fingerprint. What happened?"

"You and Dad would rather use my cousin's birthday than mine. I'm not happy. Why can't I even leave a trace of what I paid for?"

"Do you remember, I grabbed it and changed it to my birthday, but my dad slapped me. He fiddled with it and got me to unlock it, and it turned out that he didn't even know my birthday."

"Just because of such a small matter, you still hold a grudge against me?!"

"Perhaps this seems like a small matter to you. But such small matters, one after another, tens of thousands of them, have been happening every day of my life for the past 25 years."

Chu Nian entered her cousin's birthday and successfully unlocked her mother's phone. She laughed and couldn't help crying: "You never bought me a doll, but bought him Ultraman when my cousin came; you never took me to KFC, but when my cousin came, we had KFC for lunch and McDonald's for dinner; you never took me to the amusement park or the aquarium, but took my cousin there several times..."

"You even bought him a five-hundred-dollar coat, but my clothes never cost more than fifty dollars."

"The air conditioner in my room is only allowed to be turned on at night during the dog days, because you think the five-level energy-efficient air conditioner left by the landlord's wife consumes too much electricity. You will immediately take away the remote control after the dog days... My cousin came to visit for three days and turned on the air conditioner for 72 hours... Ha, does he not have his own parents or what, and needs you to spoil him?"

"It turns out that our family is not too poor to afford it, but you think I am unworthy."

"Why do you think you deserve it? Don't you know how expensive electricity is?! Have I been shortchanging you for food or clothes for all these years?! You're still holding a grudge over such a trivial matter. Why didn't I notice you're so petty before?! In my opinion, you just don't deserve it! You don't deserve to eat well, wear well, and use good things. You were born with this lowly fate!"

"No, I'm fine, I deserve it. I deserve all the good things, and I have the ability to get them." Chu Nian put his mother's phone on his workbench, put on his glasses again, took out his wallet from the drawer, took out a bank card, and put it next to the phone. "Now that things have come to this, I don't want to argue with you anymore. I will call a moving company to move the things away. It won't be a bother to you anymore. You have never shortchanged me for food and clothing, and I will not shortchange you either. I will regularly transfer money to you on this card, but I can't give you other emotional values. Let's not be disgusted with each other and torture each other."

"What do you want to do?! Are you going to rebel?!"

Chu Nian picked up her notebook and iPad, walked to the door, stopped but didn't look back: "Mom, I'm going to live my own life."

She whispered softly from the stairwell: "A life without you pointing fingers at me."

Lu Jinzhao reached out and gently stroked his former workbench, looked at the wall full of award certificates and anime posters, and finally his gaze fell on the figure of his mother squatting down and covering her face and crying, and he let out a self-deprecating smile.

The dream ended, Lu Jinzhao woke up, raised his hand to rub his face, and saw that he was still in the cockpit of the fighter jet. He rubbed his temples and asked, "Where are we?"

Although Qiansui didn't know what he dreamed about, judging from the background test results, his host's emotions did not fluctuate much, so it shouldn't be a big problem. He came up to him and massaged his shoulders: "When we first came out, that artificial storm was a bit difficult to deal with. It took some effort to get rid of it."

"Well, where do you want to go next?"

"How about we go to the neighboring galaxy to participate in their super large gathering held every three years? It is said that we can buy a lot of good things." Qiansui called up the information of nearby star fields that it had searched. There is a galaxy numbered Luna-906 nearby, which is a lawless place. Every three years, a large black market gathering is held there for people to trade various treasures of unknown origin.

No matter where the items come from or where they go, as long as the money and goods are exchanged, it is a good place to sell stolen goods.

Lu Jinzhao took a quick look and showed some interest: "Okay, let's go take a look here."