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Meng Li looked sideways at Yue Xiaowei.

He was wearing a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt, he was already more than 1.7 meters tall, and he was only in his second year of junior high school.

There are still the most 'trendy' oblique bangs on his head.

The facial features are actually quite thoughtful, a bit like the appearance of the client's ex-husband.

However, he squinted at Meng Li, who was half a head shorter than him, at the moment.

There are a few pimples on his face, and the whole person is not as vigorous as the average little boy, and he deliberately makes a ruffian feeling.

It seems that he is still pretending to be mature.

There are some disobedience, and the temperament on the body is unbearable.

Meng Li looked at Yue Xiaowei's clothes again, and remembered that Yue Xiaowei had a school uniform.

And the school also has a school uniform to wear.

Yue Xiaowei probably became more and more arrogant at school, and did not pay attention to the rules and regulations of the school at all, so as to flaunt his maverick and be different.

In my memory, the teacher couldn't bear it anymore and called the client to the school, but Yue Xiaowei at that time was no longer manageable by the client.

Yue Xiaowei was not satisfied with Meng Li's gaze, thinking that Meng Li was going to talk about his dress, so he decided to strike first:

"Look, didn't you ask me to serve you soup?"

Meng Li nodded, didn't say anything else, and looked at the soup:

"Let's bring it over, and bring the food over by the way."

Yue Xiaowei glanced at Meng Li, suspicious, and always felt that today's mother was quiet.

The brother said that to deal with his parents, as long as he was more horizontal than them.

Their current parents have been convinced by their governance, and they don't dare to ask them what they are doing.

Could it be that working against my mother during this time has had an effect and successfully made her shut up?

He silently brought the soup to the table, came in and served the food, and Meng Li went out with two bowls of rice.

Sit across the table from Yue Xiaowei.

She ate silently, without saying a word, and Yue Xiaowei was also happy.

However, after eating, Meng Li asked Yue Xiaowei to wash the dishes.

Yue Xiaowei was unwilling, and Meng Li said:

"Didn't the teacher teach you to go home and help your parents with the housework?"

"Nope."

Yue Xiaowei put down the chopsticks, picked up the chopsticks again, and took a bite of the dish.

Meng Li sighed:

"Can you learn like your dad? In the past, your father understood my hard work in cooking, so he would take the initiative to wash the dishes. ”

Yue Xiaowei sneered:

"What's the use of that, you don't look down on him and dump him."

Meng Li glanced at Yue Xiaowei and said lightly:

"I didn't look down on him."

Yue Xiaowei seemed to hear a big joke, and exaggerated his ears with his little thumb:

"What?"

"I said I didn't look down on him."

"Heh, you don't admit it now, you disliked it before, now you know how good he is."

Meng Li sighed, looked at Yue Xiaowei, and said earnestly:

"Son, the feelings of parents are very complicated, and marriage is also an extremely complicated matter."

"Your father and I can't get to the end, it's caused by various factors, it's no longer suitable, it's already painful to be together, and it's normal for us to make such a choice."

"Your father naturally has advantages, of course, he also has shortcomings, and I am the same, it's just that we just can't stand each other's shortcomings, it's not suitable."

"But even if we get divorced, Dad is still Dad, Mom is still Mom, and your relationship with us will not change because of our divorce."

"You will always be our child, and I was angry before, I hope you don't mind."

Meng told Yue Xiaowei calmly.

A strange look appeared on Yue Xiaowei's face, in his memory, his mother had never spoken to him like this.

He was very unnatural, and he stiffened his neck and said:

"You're fooling me by saying this to trick me into washing the dishes."

Meng Li: ......

"I wish you could share my chores, but you really don't want to?" Meng Li asked lightly.

Yue Xiaowei sulked for a moment:

"I don't want to."

Meng Li pursed his lips:

"Okay."

She stood up and began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Yue Xiaowei sat on the dining chair, looking at the tiredness on Meng Li's face that could not be concealed, and a trace of guilt crossed her heart.

Does she look tired?

However, this trace of guilt quickly dissipated, Yue Xiaowei rolled his eyes, where did the illusion just now come from.

Shi Shiran stood up and sat on the sofa.

Meng Li washed the dishes and walked to the living room, I don't know if Yue Xiaowei lay on the sofa and watched TV leisurely in order to test her bottom line today.

I don't want to sit at my desk and get some books to look like I used to be.

There was also a book on the ground.

She stepped forward to help pick up the book, during which Yue Xiaowei looked at Meng Li's face with some nervousness.

Seeing that Meng Li didn't get angry, he just picked up the book and patted the non-existent dust on it, and put it on the coffee table.

Then she sat cross-legged on the side watching TV.

Yue Xiaowei felt that this posture was very strange, and his legs would be numb after sitting for a long time.

Can you watch TV in the bright light?

Meng Li is cultivating, and the aura of this world is also thin, and the modern world seems to be like this.

But cultivation has become a habit, and it is more or less useful, Meng Li doesn't want to steal this laziness.

Meng Li is not in a hurry these days, Yue Xiaowei doesn't want to read books, so he won't read them.

A few days can't make people improve their grades quickly, and besides, the current Yue Xiaowei is very rebellious.

Looks like I like to her.

It is undoubtedly useless for her to force Yue Xiaowei to study now, and it will erupt into the same contradictions as the client at that time.

The two of them didn't say anything, Meng Li practiced for two hours, and then went to take a bath.

After taking a shower, he washed his clothes and hung them up.

Before going to bed, he took out a bottle of milk from the refrigerator and handed it to Yue Xiaowei, who was watching TV with relish.

Yue Xiaowei didn't give Meng Li a straight face, Meng Li looked at Yue Xiaowei and said lightly:

"After taking a shower, learn to wash and dry your clothes."

Yue Xiaowei's brows furrowed:

"Why do you want me to do my own laundry?"

"I'm still doing laundry, so I may not be able to get up from school tomorrow."

Meng Li glanced at the TV:

"I thought you were quite energetic, after all, there is time to watch TV."

Yue Xiaowei let out a snort in his nostrils.

Let's just say it.

People don't talk all day long, but now they think of other ways to toss him.

It's for washing dishes again, and it's for washing clothes.

Meng Li saw that Yue Xiaowei didn't speak, and finally said:

"I've been very busy and tired lately, I can't wash your clothes, and if you don't wash them yourself, you won't have to wear this clothes."

Yue Xiaowei saw that a wonderful clip was flashing on the TV, because Meng Li spoke again, he didn't hear it clearly, and suddenly said irritably:

"What are you doing?"

Meng Lixiao:

"I'm going to sleep, good night, son."

Yue Xiaowei stared at the TV intently, completely ignoring Meng Li.

Meng Li raised his eyebrows, said no more, and went back to his room.