Chapter 481: Hypocrisy

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The son loves vanity and showmanship as much as his father, and he actually tells people that his father earns 10,000 yuan a month, and his mother earns 10,000 yuan a week.

It is conceivable that he was in a bull market when he showed off. In the bear market, I don't speculate in stocks and rewrite novels, although he is very dissatisfied (because he has to take him to rub every time he sells a price limit), and he also thinks that what I write is boring, but he still follows his father's tone and tells his classmates: The book written by my mother is going to go down in history!

In fact, the son is very envious of other people's mothers who receive a salary of several thousand yuan every month, and he can also fill in the form to impress the teacher with the unit and position. I told him: If they work 22 days a month and work 8 hours a day, they are worth only a few tens of yuan per hour, while I am 300 yuan an hour, and what I leave you will be worth more and more.

I bequeath to him the virtues of love, loyalty, courtesy, wisdom, and integrity.

Since the Spring Festival this year, my son has not let me send him to and from school, "Just keep your home, don't lose your home to me." It sounds like there's something in the words. It seems that everyone thinks that I am really dating online, but everyone thinks that what I write is fictional.

――From the first time I saw what you wrote, I wanted to read it, and I wanted your things to be more valuable. If you write one and publish one like this, your stuff will not be unusual. You are worthy of yourself, but you are sorry for your works. I advise you to contact the publisher and not publish it online in the future.

――No, I wanted it to be relevant, so I posted it in a timely manner.

-- Aren't all these things you write fiction?

- Of course it's not fiction, I'm not interested in fiction.

- Oh my God, what have you experienced or encountered in your life?

- Yes, every word is worthy of one's conscience.

――No wonder you want people to give you an opinion

I actually write a chapter and send a chapter, and if I don't send it, it will disappear from the document. My husband regularly formats the computer, or changes the card, and sometimes chatting with people is just talking to himself, and he doesn't understand what others mean correctly at all, and when he looks back and is ready to take a look, it has disappeared. The most despicable thing is that everyone I talk to says that he is a fly, trying to bite an egg with a slit.

When my relatives saw my novel, they also told my mom to remind me that there are many scammers on the Internet, and my mom said: If someone can really fool her, it will help me a lot.

My mother always wanted me to make a big fall, and she had the confidence to educate me, otherwise I would have been "always reasonable", completely ignoring her feelings, and would have made her cry for a while, and laugh again for a while. She wants to educate me about the past, and I will definitely sort out the cause and effect with her in detail, so that she thinks how hateful she was in the past and how sorry she was for me, and I have always been good to her like a lifesaver, and every time she said helplessly: I can't talk about you, and I won't be able to find the north again.