Mobile reading "Anqing, why can't you understand mom?
Mom can't lose.
Mom doesn't want to admit defeat."
The original owner's mother lowered her head, with a hint of stubbornness in her fragile voice.
"But mom, I just want to live," An Qing said, lowering his head as if refusing to communicate.
The original owner's mother raised her head slightly and looked at An Qing's young face.
Now there was no trace of emotion at all.
She felt sad, but the luck in her heart made her not want to be just like that.
My parents’ words became a prophecy "An Qing, you'd better think about it.
Orphans without parents are very pitiful.
You are still young and you don't think comprehensively about many things, but mother can't help but think about it."
The original owner's mother stood up and before leaving, Then he looked back at An Qing and said something that made An Qing feel ridiculous no matter what he heard.
The tragedy of the original owner may be due to the mentality of the original owner's mother.
That's why she felt so guilty when she found out the truth after the original owner died, and even sacrificed her own rebirth for the opportunity for the original owner to condense his soul.
But such a mother, An Qing I really don't like it.
Because this kind of behavior of pretending to be confused and constantly lying to oneself, just to gain reputation in front of relatives and to compete, made An Qing feel childish and even pathetic.
The original owner's mother didn't get a response from An Qing, so she sighed and walked out of the original owner's room, because if she stayed any longer, she didn't know how to face An Qing's sharp words, or An Qing's ability to see through all her thoughts.
Eyes.
"Mengjun, you figured it out, you will be angry with me again."
The original owner's mother came out and saw Qi Hao wandering at the door of the original owner's room.
"Shouldn't I be angry?
Why are you squatting here?
Did your mother say something again and ask you to come and beat me?"
The original owner's mother was also filled with anger, and she didn't look good when she saw Qi Hao.
"I was playing games just now, and the volume was a little loud.
I didn't hear what was going on.
I asked just now, and my mother didn't say anything.
It's not like you don't know who my mother is.
She has loved Xiaojun since she was a child. , I like boys, Qi Ji has always been quite partial to them, but this time I really went too far."
Qi Hao looked at the face of the original owner's mother with squinting eyes, and said carefully considering his words.
"Your mother is partial.
What about you?
I didn't know what happened to you until today.
In the past, when your mother spanked her children, you not only didn't stop her, but also helped her do it.
Do you know how you are a father?
Today, An Qing How did I feel when she said she wanted to break away from us?"
The original owner's mother looked at Qi Hao talking with a smile, and the fire in her heart went up.
Then she remembered what An Qing said before, there is no negotiation with Qi Hao. .
"The child Anqing was also taught badly by the person surnamed Wen from the opposite door.
Who can be sure that he will not make mistakes when educating children?
But she has many things to do and is always nosy.
She has taught bad things to even good and obedient children.
Okay, look at this kind of thing nowadays You can say whatever you want without thinking about how much such words will hurt your mother’s heart.”
Qi Hao is a master who coaxes people to death without paying for their lives.
He looked at the face of the original mother’s face and spoke, and then evaded the important points and blurred the key points of the matter. passed.
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"You can't blame Wen Na.
She really feels sorry for An Qing.
Go tell your mother and don't let your brother's family come over in the future.
What's wrong with that child?
He knows how to bully An Qing.
He has too little education."
The original owner's mother felt Qi Hao understood him and didn't speak for his mother-in-law, so his attitude softened.
However, looking at the wound on his hand, he still said angrily.
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