Chapter 969: Three Dogs (62)

Pink Rose Love: Three Dogs (Varu Alan)

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I went to wash my face after cooking the vegetables, and found that my son was washing his blood-stained short-sleeved school uniform, which turned out to have a nosebleed, and his mouth was full of blood.

I brought it over and washed off the blood stains with whitening soap, and my son looked at it seriously and asked to wash it himself, so I went out to clean up the outhouse. I ate it, and then I decided not to eat with it, originally because I was afraid that they would see that I didn't eat and feel uncomfortable, so I couldn't eat it again, but I couldn't do it with a smiling face.

I packed it up and went back to see that the two fathers and sons were talking and laughing. The husband taught his son earnestly while drinking, and the son smiled and nodded. My nose was a little sore, and no matter how hard I tried, I could only guarantee that I wouldn't hit my son, and I couldn't fight my husband's fist. My son is less than 15 years old, and he has already inherited the same way I dealt with my mother and husband.

If you can't be sure that you can fight with sticks and fists, you can only treat them as the same flattery as the queen and the emperor, otherwise it will be yourself who will suffer if you anger those who have lost their minds. This wasn't my intention, I learned it from Yanmei.

When I saw Hu Roushu, I wouldn't wipe away my tears, and I kept crying, which made my angry parents even more angry. I also asked her mother, Teacher Kang, "Is she really your own child?"

Mr. Kang was already very strict with strabismus at that time, and it was difficult to choose beans, so I squatted down to help choose.

"You don't see she's going to help with things," she said. We also saw it when your mother and I were both big-bellied, you are all biological, who would dare to discipline you if you are not biological......"

At that time, I believed in Mr. Kang. But after I gave birth, I didn't believe it, and I didn't want to slap my child until I turned 13. Like me and Roushu, who are beaten every day, even if they are biological, they don't want it at all after a long time.

The last time my husband hit a child was 8 years ago, and I said that I would not forgive if I beat him again. After 21 o'clock, my husband went to sleep after watching "Dream of Red Mansions", and my son also lay down to sleep.

I saw that my son also fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, stood by the bed for a long time, and went back to sleep.

When I got up early in the morning to feed the chickens, my husband was smiling again, and I said, "Take out the marriage certificate and get a divorce quickly, so that you don't have the right to beat your son." ”

He also pretended not to know that his son was bleeding, and I said, "Don't deny that you beat someone, when did you beat someone without seeing blood?"

I remembered what Xiaomei said: Beware of injuring the child by mistake, you and your son should go out to live, and the house should be given to him! But you can't get a divorce, for the child, after the divorce procedures are completed, there is no father, and the psychological gap is very large, which will affect learning.

This should be Xiaomei's experience, but if children learn from their parents' bad deeds, won't they also affect their future lives?

One of the questionnaires that my son's school fills out every semester is: Is it a single-parent family? The original intention of the school is to assign tutors to each student from a single-parent family to care about the growth of students instead of the parents who have left, but the students are very taboo. My son is also worried that one day he will really have to tick the "yes" and always accompany me until my father comes home. When he couldn't hold on, he told me, "Open the door and go back to the room quickly, don't talk to him." ”

I don't bother to say a word to him again, anyway, if he is not afraid of the curse, he will go with him, and I am not afraid of becoming a widow now.

Sister Xia's 38-year-old new director of their unit who died of drunkenness, not long after the memorial service, the widow had a large number of suitors, and she had recently been in and out with a handsome guy. Everyone is still congratulating her, if she cries so much that she wants someone else to take care of her, then it will be troublesome. Now there is no such thing as a chastity archway.