Spoiled stand-in escapes

Lying is not as difficult as I imagined until after I did it.

Wen Jian has a bad memory, remembering the bad days too clearly is easy to live too hard.

He returned to the dormitory like a walking dead, sat quietly in front of the window, looking at the waning moon in the sky, and the remaining memories in his mind flooded out like a flood.

Wen Jian remembered that when he was in kindergarten, he was in the same school as his elder brother.

He spent a few days going to and from school with his brothers and sisters.

Every day after kindergarten, he would take Chacha and sit on a small stool in the playground, waiting for Wen Fan to come and lead them back to his grandma's house.

One day he waited with Chacha for a long time, but Wen Fan did not come over. The two little Douding went to the senior classroom to find his brother hand in hand, but they were told that Wen Fan was picked up by his mother at noon.

Wen Jian only found out later that her parents had a quarrel that day, so her mother took her eldest brother away in a rage and went to her uncle's house in Q City.

He lived in his great-grandmother's house since he was a child, and he was used to that feeling, and he didn't think it would be strange not to live with his parents.

But on that day, I deeply felt the feeling of being abandoned.

Obviously they are both in the same school, why didn't mom take him away?

Chacha was not yet four years old at the time, and she was crying for her mother. Wen Jian held back her tears, and she firmly said that her mother would definitely come back, and she would never give up their lies.

The people grew bigger and bigger, and when they turned their faces, they realized that they had been abandoned earlier.

If it wasn't for Chacha's poor health when she was a child, she had a fever every three days and almost died, they wouldn't have taken her by their side to raise her.

Wen Jian is actually no more stupid than Wen Chacha, and most of the time she is unwilling to think about the nature of those things.

If he thinks too much, he longs for too much, but he has nothing. Just thinking about being abandoned and used since he was a child, and being sold by his beloved parents when he grows up, he already wants to die and will live. Can't go down.

But where do you want to or don't want to be in your control?

He leaned against the wall quietly, retreating from his impatience and worry, and found that he was more cold than he imagined.

Wen Jian didn't know what was the reason this time, he desperately tried to control his tears, and at the same time suppressed his desire to call Gu Ciyuan. Three hang yourself, use other people's love and pity for you to get something!

It was destined to be a bad night's sleep. Wen Jian wanted to stop thinking about family affairs for the time being, but his brain was obviously out of his control. Even if he closed his eyes and lay on the bed for several hours, he still didn't really get a rest. My mind was going back and forth like a revolving lantern, and it was all about some bad things at home that kept spinning.

The next day was only busy in the morning, so he tried his best to tell him to hold his breath, so he just sat in the cafeteria and stuffed some lunch into his mouth, even though he had no appetite, he still forcibly swallowed it.

If I don't eat this meal, I don't know when I can eat it when I get home!

Afterwards, I went to the bus stop and got on the bus to go home. Wen Xiangliang opened the door as soon as Tuk Tuk knocked on the door. Seeing that it was Wen Jian, he immediately touched a bowl of food on the table, "Quick, coax your mother, Let her eat something, she hasn't eaten anything since last night."

Wen Jian saw the weeping mother leaning on the bed from the half-closed door, the tip of her nose suddenly felt sour, and she took the food in while holding her breath.

"Mom, let's eat something!"

"Take it away, I won't eat it."

Wen Jian couldn't deliver the food in front of her either, "Don't care what happened, don't torment yourself, eat something quickly."

With a crisp cracking sound, a bowl of rice brushed against Wen Jian's eyelids, and hit the wall next to him straight. The tiles were shattered all over the floor, and vegetable water splashed all over his clean clothes.

"I said it! I won't eat it! You didn't listen!"

Wen Jian thought that she had done all the ideological work well, but when she faced it, she realized that she was really useless.

Being scolded and frightened like this, I couldn't help feeling wronged and wanted to cry.

Wen Chacha, who heard the noise next door, came out, saw the mess on the ground, firmly controlled his temper, and dragged out Wen Jian who had been treated as a venting bag expressionlessly.

After all, she didn't have the courage. When she entered the door, she softened her voice and said to take Wen Jian to change clothes.

Wen Jian was pulled into the next room by her, and she heard Song Yun start to cry.

"When people have children, I also have children. Why am I so shameless? I don't care about my family and don't love my mother. Why should I give birth to you!"

Wen Chacha rolled her eyes impatiently, and gave Wen Jian a piece of clothing that Wen Fan didn't want before.

Lowering her voice, she said, "Don't talk to her, the more you coax her, the more you try her best. Why is she sick of being such an old princess!"

Wen Jian took off her shirt, put on the one that Wen Chacha gave him, and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

"Isn't it just that when I went to eat noodles, I felt wronged when I found that I was dressed like no one, and then my father flirted with other women. I was stingy at first, but then I found out about Chen Zhima's rotten millet, and then I made a fuss about it." It's out of control, yelling that I have a miserable life, saying that I don't have a gold necklace and jade bracelet, my husband is not good, and my children are not considerate, it is useless."

"Is changing clothes dead inside?" Song Yun yelled loudly, "If you get married, you won't be able to stay at home! When you come back, hide yourself, and see who has a child like you!"

Wen Jian and Wen Chacha had no choice but to come out of the room.

Seventeen or eighteen years old still has a very immature face. At first glance, it looks like two children. They are placed in someone else's house, and they have long been held as treasures. How can they be like this now.

"Why are you coming back? Didn't you just fly to become a phoenix and not have parents?" She reprimanded Wen Jian loudly.

Of course, the children can only listen. Wen Jian didn't come back often before, and he didn't think he was any different after getting married.

He has always been well-behaved, but he also has his own stubbornness in his bones. Wen Jian's rebellion is hidden in his deepest heart.

Although his parents didn't often pick him up before, if he went home often with a faceless face, they wouldn't say anything, but he wouldn't, he used a stupid way to retaliate, as long as his parents didn't open their mouths, he would I will never come back, even if I feel homesick in my heart, even if I am said to have no conscience, it doesn't matter.

"People's children are getting married one by one, adding this and that to the family. What about you, do you think your parents died after leaving home? Even if you buy peanut milk and bring it back, it's your heart!"

As Song Yun yelled, Wen Jian knew in her heart that if he really took some invaluable gifts, he might be beaten to death.

"I haven't worked yet. I eat and drink from Gu's family. If I still steal money from Gu's family to my mother's house, I will feel shameless!"