I can't get enough to feed you

Meng Xiaoqiao and Meng Xiaozhuo were in the same class and at the same table, and there was a head teacher. Seeing this, the two fat guys hugged their younger brother, Meng Xiaojiang, who was caught in the middle. Meng Xiaozhuo shouted: "Mom! If you beat the head teacher, we won't be able to go to school!"

Meng Xiaoqiao also said tremblingly: "Dad, you should hold a parent-teacher meeting for us next time. What if Mom really beats up the teacher!"

Meng Yingjun's sadness is very real at this moment, the sadness is really hurting his heart, he is unable to pay attention to his wife's mood and his son's studies, and he is dejected and dragging the extra heavy steps to his room at this time, without saying a word, afraid to open his mouth Just howl.

After his brother finished speaking, Meng Xiaozhuo took the lottery ticket and watched TV and typed out all seven numbers. He checked it carefully, and his father had already left the main room. Meng Xiaozhuo's fat hand stretched out to take the lottery ticket: " Let me make a paper airplane for you to play with."

Meng Xiaoqiao also stretched out her hand: "No paper airplanes, let's make frogs!"

Meng Xiaojiang shrank his hand and refused to give it. He held the lottery ticket and wanted to call his father, but found that his father was gone, so he went to call Ma Yingrong: "Mom, all seven numbers have been won!"

"What's in it?" Ma Yingrong said, Meng Xiaojiang's small voice was loud and clear, and everyone in the room heard what he said. Ma Yingrong glanced at his youngest son. Under the warm yellow light, his white face, big eyes and red lips are so beautiful. !

"Come here, baby." When Ma Yingrong saw her youngest son, she was filled with maternal love, and the iron tower-like appearance was filled with tenderness. She waved her hand and said softly like a cute kitten, "I'm full tonight." Well, what do you want to eat tomorrow, mom will buy you some meat! Show me how skinny my son is!"

Meng Xiaojiang jumped off the stool between the two elder brothers and ran to Ma Yingrong with the lottery ticket in hand. When Meng Xiaozhuo and Meng Xiaoqiao heard the meat, their eyes glowed green, and their round heads moved up and down. Trembling began to shake, the two brothers said in unison: "Eat meat!"

Ma Yingrong rolled her eyes at these two sons. If there is no Meng Xiaojiang, these two sons are treasures. Naturally, such a fat and stocky appearance can be beautified into a cute and strong one, but with the youngest son Meng Xiaojiang, the two sons are comparable. It's quite unsightly.

Ma Yingrong rolled her eyes, deeply hurt her eyes, put down her needle and thread, grabbed Meng Xiaojiang who was running over, and kissed her youngest son's plump and lovely face twice, and Mrs. Meng also hooked her neck and said eagerly, "Baby, Come, let grandma give you a hug!"

Ma Yingrong didn't let go, and snorted, thinking that the son was born to me, she opened her mouth and scolded: "Meng Xiaozhuo, Meng Xiaoqiao! Get the hell out of the house and do your homework! Learn from your big sister, brush up!" Wan went back to the room to do homework, you two want to be beaten again, don't you?"

The twin brothers felt the injustice suffered by their sister at this time, and saw the deep disgust from their mother's eyes. There were always a few days a month when their mother didn't want to see them, and the two little fat people jumped off the stool slowly as usual , looking back at the TV step by step and leaving the main room.

Meng Xiaojiang sat on Ma Yingrong's lap, the lottery tickets gathered in front of his mother, and repeated crisply: "Mom, really, all seven numbers are the same! I won! It's the first prize!"

Ma Yingrong thought to herself, I don't know what number your father bought, so she stretched out two fingers and clamped the lottery ticket in her son's hand, looked at it with both eyes, and said, "Isn't this the serial number your father always bought, 03, 05..."

"Huh?" Ma Yingrong's eyes widened. The twin brothers walked to the door and stopped when they heard such doubtful voices. Everything in this world is very interesting. Apart from learning, the two of them are curious about everything.

The needlework in Mrs. Meng's hands stopped, the old lady's face was aging day by day, and the drooping eyelids suddenly looked up. The old lady thought it would be impossible, but her body reacted faster than her spirit, and her eyes were blinded. With warm palms and a beating heart, the old lady looked at Ma Yingrong and asked in a trembling voice: "Jun'er, what's the matter? Isn't this number Jun'er always bought?"

Ma Yingrong swallowed her saliva, and the back of her forehead was covered with sweat, and her whole face became hot and red all of a sudden, she was excited, and the blood rushed to her brain in an instant, Ma Yingrong said tremblingly: "The first four The numbers are the same, the next three numbers, Mom, listen, are they the numbers reported on TV just now—26,28,09, [-], [-]."

"Isn't it?" Ma Yingrong exhaled a long breath, the breath was hot and hot, and the heat of the whole body was concentrated in the brain.

Mrs. Meng said: "It seems—it seems to be! It's this serial number!"

"Jun'er!" Granny Meng stood up, spilling a basket of needles and threads all over the floor, and Granny Meng shouted, "Jun'er! You bought a different number this time—you won!"

Mrs. Meng yelled several times, but no one responded. Meng Yingjun was lying silently on the kang, facing the roof beam of the brick house, dreaming of going to the city for 500 million yuan to live in an apartment building, and wanting to have a wallet and a mistress to experience the tenderness of women.Everything has become foam in the water, 500 million is not, 20 is also possible!His heart really hurts right now!

Meng Yingjun tilted his body, pulled the quilt away and bit the corner of the quilt, crying in pain, feeling that his life was miserable, maybe he would never know what a woman's tenderness is in his whole life, and seeing that he was still raped for the rest of his life. Ma Yingrong had been beaten before, from young to old, it was gone in this lifetime.

While crying, the hall yelled loudly: "Meng Yingjun! Get over here, old lady!"

Meng Yingjun has been bullied by his wife for many years. She slaps him when she is in a good mood, and punches him when she is not.

When Meng Yingjun heard the explosion, the carp stood upright, with tears still on his face, he ran to the main room decisively, and with tears in his eyes, Meng Yingjun said to Ma Yingrong, "Daughter-in-law, why are you looking for me? What's wrong?" , What happened? Don’t be angry about what happened, I am very sad tonight, I don’t want to be beaten again! Then I will be even more sad!”

"Handsome..." Ma Yingrong trembled, holding the lottery ticket between two fingers and facing her husband, "I won!"

Meng Yingjun wiped his eyes: "Don't make fun of me! My heart is about to break!"

Mrs. Meng stepped forward quickly and twisted Meng Yingjun's face hard. Meng Yingjun let out a howl, and Mrs. Meng stomped her foot: "It's not a dream! Jun'er, I really won! The seven numbers are exactly the same! You bought this time and The last three numbers are different from before!"

Meng Yingjun covered his face, screaming in pain, and said to his mother with tears in his mouth, "How is it possible, I don't know what size I bought myself! Don't make fun of me!"