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His wife said calmly, "You should use the hundreds of dollars worth of stuff to amuse the girl. I won't use it. You want money, right? How much? Go home after you're done with it and don't embarrass yourself in public."

The man on the other end of the phone nodded and said yes.

The woman seemed shocked and walked away silently. Ling Han touched the edge of the bag, wondering if she could develop an industrial chain if she continued to stay here.

Not the very glorious kind.

Ling Han’s biggest problem now is how to get home.

I took out my phone and checked the nearby buses.

The nodding and bowing man was sweating profusely at this moment. Perhaps his wife already knew where he was and took this opportunity to file for divorce with him.

Ling Han already had a prejudice against such men, and now he felt even more disgusted.

She said goodbye to the police, took her things and went out, believing that she would have a new car in the near future.

The No. 13 bus was shaking, and the light was broken into countless pieces under the cover of the trees. Only at this moment did Ling Han slowly feel scared, and this feeling was getting deeper and deeper.

Her hands and feet were cold and she was shaking uncontrollably. She was so pitiful that no one came to comfort her at such a moment.

After returning home, Ling Han slowly made something to eat, then slowly went upstairs to wash up and rest.

The next day was the weekend and Ms. An didn't have to go to work. Ling Han was woken up before eight o'clock to have breakfast. Ling Han was a little upset, partly because of his bad mood after waking up and partly because of the pain.

She looked at her ankles which were darker than yesterday, and washed up reluctantly before going downstairs.

Now even the friction of her slippers caused her pain.

I feel a little regretful. I should have applied some more medicine before coming down.

Ms. An was picking up the dishes and chopsticks: "Why are you dawdling? I've been calling you for a long time and you're just now coming down. People say that raising a daughter is better than raising ten sons, but I just don't see why."

Ling Han sat down in silence. She didn't care anyway.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Ms. An exploded again: "I'm talking to you, can't you hear me? Are you dumb? Can't you say anything back?"

Ling Han then asked: "Then why didn't you give birth to another son?"

Ms. An: "Giving birth to you was enough of a hardship for me. You don't know that when you were born, your grandmother..."

Oh, it starts again.

Ling Han had automatically blocked out Ms. An's words for a long time. He only knew that she was talking, but he didn't know what she was saying.

Very tiring.

Today's breakfast is vermicelli with minced meat, coriander, and pepper oil. It should be appetizing, but why is it a little hard to swallow?

That's strange.

Ms. An said a few words and ate a few mouthfuls of noodles. Breakfast was over. Ling Han silently took the dishes and went to wash them. After washing them, he wanted to go upstairs.

Ms. An was probably about to go out, so she casually asked, "Where's your car?"

Ling Han: “It’s scrapped.”

Ms. An: "It was scrapped just a few months after I bought it."

Ling Han: "It was in a car accident, so it was scrapped."

Ms. An: "A car accident? I'm telling you to keep your eyes open all day and not pretend to be blind. What will happen if you look at the road carefully? Did you fall?"

Ling Han: “I fell and my feet fell.”

Ms. An: "You deserve it. You just hang out all day. If you're staying at home, clean up the house. It's dirty all day. It's annoying to see it."

Ling Han: "Isn't it dirty when I'm not home? Why do you have to wait until I get home to clean it?"

Ms. An: "When do I have so much time in the day?"

Ling Han: "Is it not possible to just not sweep?"

Ms. An: "You kid, it's not like your legs are broken, so you can't even sweep the floor, right?"

Ling Han: "But I just don't want to move now!"

Ms. An: "Who wants to move? Do you think I want to move?"

Ling Han sighed deeply, said nothing more, and went upstairs on his own.

Ms. An was packing her things while talking about Ling Han. Her tone was not very good, and neither was the content.

Ling Han was really, really tired.

It's really strange, why didn't I explain it clearly? Oh, Ms. An didn't ask. As soon as she opened her mouth, she felt that it was Ling Han's fault.

Today is the 15th, and I have three days left to prepare for the exam.

Ling Han estimated that his feet should be able to walk normally by then.

Ms. An was probably done with her work. Ling Han didn't hear any more sound.

But he didn't go out and I didn't hear the door closing.

After applying the medicine, she thought about sleeping for a while.

I didn't wake up naturally, but was woken up by Ms. An. I looked at the time on my phone and it was already 1:00 p.m.

This is bad timing.

Ling Han's mind automatically dubbed and animated, and the two words "Oh wow" in bold capital letters echoed.

Slowly moving downstairs, Ms. An had already put all the things in the car into the house. She asked Ling Han if he had cooked. Ling Han said he hadn't.

Ms. An: "I really don't know what you do every day. I can't even ask you to cook a hot meal for me. I don't know why I gave birth to you."

Ling Han retorted: "Yes, then why did you give birth to me? It would be better if you didn't give birth to me. Wouldn't you be able to live a better life if you didn't give birth to me? Wouldn't you be able to get a divorce faster if you didn't give birth to me?"

Ms. An hadn’t taken off her helmet yet. She walked up to Ling Han and slapped her in the face: “Does that mean I was wrong to give birth to you? If I had known this would happen, I should have beaten you then.”

Ling Han: "It's not like you haven't done it before. Didn't you say that you tried to abort me time and again, but failed in the end? What did you say at that time? You said that this was our fate and that I should follow you. Do you know that every time you jokingly mentioned to others that you didn't expect me to be born, it really made me sad!"

Ms. An was so angry that her chest hurt. She sat there holding her chest and looked at Ling Han: "I don't know why you became like this!"

Ling Han: "What have I become, Mom? Why don't you ever say you love me? I can't feel your love for me. If you don't love me, there's really no need to give birth to me."

"Do you know why I left the house yesterday? Because you kept accusing me, saying this and that. No matter whether I did or didn't do what you asked me to do, you would always say something."

"I'm so tired, so I want to go out for a walk."

"Mom, the other party was fully responsible for yesterday's car accident. Your daughter's ankle is swollen, and you didn't even say a word of concern."

"You didn't ask how your daughter was doing yesterday, or whether she was seriously injured. As soon as you opened your mouth, it was all my fault."

"Mom, is it really me who has changed? Maybe it is really me."

"When you were still together with my father, every time you said I looked like him, I would be very happy, because you loved him at that time."

"But after your divorce, every time you said I looked like him, I felt sad. Do you know why?"