[Crossing the Book] The days when I was a neighbor with the abusive hero

"What are you looking for?"

Wei Xiaoping stood in front of the bedroom door, his figure was silent and slender, like a silent shadow, staring at Yang Qingruo quietly.

The room did not turn on the light, because it was backed by the sun, it looked a little dark even in the daytime, and Wei Xiaoping was so haggard and thin, like a skeleton with human skin standing at the door, the scene became eerie stand up.

Yang Qingruo was so frightened that his mind went blank, but this time was only two seconds. After two seconds, he put on a calm smile again, stood up and walked towards Wei Xiaoping: "Mom, you are back."

As if nothing had happened, Yang Qingruo walked to the table, picked up the teapot and poured two glasses of water, and handed one to Wei Xiaoping: "Mom?"

Wei Xiaoping took the water glass, but didn't drink the water, but put the water glass and his empty vegetable basket on the table.

Yang Qingruo's heart was tense, and he quickly thought about the countermeasures, maintaining his usual indifferent look on his face, and his eyes were fixed on Wei Xiaoping's movements.

If Wei Xiaoping pretended that nothing happened, according to his temperament, the incident would have passed, and he would not tell Yang Qiang again, which would only lead to beatings and scolding; on the other hand, if Wei Xiaoping wanted to stop him, Then if Yang Qing doesn't mind attacking Wei Xiaoping, he is confident and skilled, and has a high probability of being able to successfully knock Wei Xiaoping out and get the citizen card before Yang Qiang comes back, but doing so also has the risk of failure. Play your usual timidity and don't mind his business.

Wei Xiaoping is indeed timid and fearful, but as a mother, sometimes he is bold and brave.

"Did something happen to you in the past few days?" Wei Xiaoping was not in a hurry to talk about what Yang Qingruo came back home secretly for, this timid omega man who has never been afraid to meet people's eyes, this is the first time he bravely stared at him Yang Qingruo, his voice trembled slightly, "Xiao Ruo, tell mom the truth, did something happen to you?"

If Yang Qing didn't know how to answer, Wei Xiaoping's reaction was different from all his assumptions.In order to be able to carry out the plan to leave smoothly, Yang Qingruo decided to stay the same and respond to all changes, he continued to pretend to be stupid: "Nothing happened, I'm fine, if you don't believe me, I'll call my boss and ask him to tell you? "

Wei Xiaoping in the past, when he heard this, he must have put it down lightly, and dared not explore any more.

But at this moment, Wei Xiaoping, he was pinching his fingers vigorously, he was so scared that he seemed to turn his head and run away at any moment, but he still whispered: "Then make a phone call and ask."

Yang Qingruo dug a hole for himself, so he had no choice but to call Boss Wu's number.

It was Boss Wu's time to catch up on sleep. Yang Qingruo waited for a while before the phone was picked up. He turned on the speakerphone, and Boss Wu's sleepy and hoarse voice came from inside: "Hey, Xiao Yang, what's the matter?" ?”

"I'm sorry to interrupt your rest." Yang Qingruo hurriedly replied, with a respectful and apologetic attitude, "I have been working overtime in the store these days and did not come home. My mother is worried that something happened to me, so I want to chat with you. Make sure, please."

In the last sentence, Yang Qingruo's apologetic voice was filled with pleading.

Boss Wu understood.

After Yang Qingruo and Boss Wu exchanged pleasantries, Wei Xiaoping dared to say: "Hi, boss, I'm Yang Qingruo's mother."

"Hello, hello." Boss Wu greeted him cordially, and began to endorse Yang Qingruo, "Xiao Yang, he has been helping in the store these days. Our business has been good these days, and there are many customers, so we left two more. Waiter, I'm too busy, Xiao Yang really helped me a lot!"

Wei Xiaoping seldom interacted with outsiders, and he only kept saying "that's good", "I'll trouble the boss", "Thank you boss for taking care of me"...

Yang Qingruo quietly waited for Wei Xiaoping to finish chatting with Boss Wu, thanked Boss Wu, said goodbye, hung up the phone, and said coquettishly to Wei Xiaoping: "Mom, are you relieved now?"

Wei Xiaoping didn't let go of his heart completely, he took Yang Qingruo's hand, his gaze was still burning: "Xiao Ruo, what were you looking for just now?"

Yang Qingruo thought: After all, I still asked!

After all, Wei Xiaoping raised this son for more than ten years. Yang Qingruo followed him when he was a child and learned to wash clothes and cook.Yang Qingruo has some little habits that he himself is not very clear about, but Wei Xiaoping knows about them.

For example, when something happened, Yang Qingruo would smile calmly, as if everything was peaceful.But when nothing happened, Yang Qingruo's smile would be much weaker, and she wouldn't purse her lips.Outsiders can't tell the difference between these two kinds of laughter, but Wei Xiaoping can distinguish whether Yang Qing is really smiling or forced himself to laugh every time, he just didn't say it before.

Seeing that Yang Qingruo was still saying nothing was wrong, Wei Xiaoping became anxious, and he grabbed Yang Qingruo's hand with a little force: "Do you need money?"

Yang Qingruo still pursed her lips and smiled: "I'm not short of money. How could I come to my house to find money? Mom, you think too much."

Wei Xiaoping didn't speak, he let go, went straight to the kitchen, opened the cupboard and rummaged through it, and after about a minute, he came over with a tightly wrapped cloth bag in his hands, and looked at Yang Qingruo. He opened the bag layer by layer with great care, revealing an old handmade wallet inside, dark blue canvas, embroidered with a delicate plum blossom.

"Your father doesn't have any money in his room. His money is stored in the bank, and he spends it on drinking." Wei Xiaoping said calmly, carefully opened the canvas wallet wrapped in layers, and took out ten bags from it. Here comes a hundred-dollar bill, "Are these enough?"

Yang Qingruo looked at him in shock and remained silent for a long time.

But Wei Xiaoping thought that the money was not enough, he frowned, his voice was still soft, but inexplicably reassuringly certain: "Don't worry, I won't tell your father about this matter, how much is the difference between you and me?" Tell me, don’t carry things alone, if one more person thinks of a way, it can always be solved.”

Yang Qingruo finally figured out what Wei Xiaoping had called Yang Qiang for so many years.

- your father.

He has always called Yang Qiang that way, including the bedroom where he sleeps, which is also called: your father's room.

He lived under the oppression of this alpha, and never sincerely regarded Yang Qiang as his lover and husband. Yang Qiang was just the father of his child, a tyranny he dared not resist, a mountain shackle on his head, but Except for his lover, relatives and family members, he tried hard to hold up a piece of sky for his child with his sparse wings, but his strength was limited, and he didn't even dare to show his care for his son in front of others.

He tried his best and there was only so much he could do.