Mobile reading Faced with her son's attitude, the old woman pursed her lips and muttered softly: "I know, when do you have time, I have something to tell you."
The other person did not dare to be nagging.
One sentence.
"I'll call you when I get back from get off work in the evening.
I have to go to a meeting.
Remember, don't call me, otherwise it will affect my future."
Gao Dong was afraid that his mother would do it again, so he finally asked One sentence.
"Well, remember to give me a call tonight, Dongzi."
The old woman frowned after hearing her son's words.
She didn't dare to say anything more.
She could only hold back what she was saying and emphasized again.
"I know."
Following Gao Dong's words, the old woman heard a beeping sound coming from the phone.
She said in her heart that she was not disappointed at all, but that was a lie.
After all, her son had not been home for a long time, so she She even made very few phone calls, saying she was complaining to her son.
In fact, she just wanted to find some excuses to talk to her son a few more times, but she ended up being complained about again by her son.
It's just that the old woman didn't hate her son, but she hated her daughter-in-law for not being able to hold her son's heart.
She put down the phone and rushed to An Qing's side.
She pointed her finger at An Qing and cursed: "What do you think you are good for?
What are you doing?"
You are lazy at work.
If I say a few words to you, you will Acting stupid over there, you are like this.
My boss works outside every day.
He will be able to like you in the future.
Now my boss doesn’t even call me week after week.
You say you, you don’t even have the heart of a man.
If you can’t tie me down, what use are you?”
An Qing already knew that this was a mission world, but he didn't have time to absorb the plot, so he had another narrow encounter with the old woman who pinched him just now.
Then, before she could say anything, the old woman started nagging.
Talk non-stop Because in the last mission world, An Qing's soul body received the soul power of Ming You and the original owner, breaking through a large part of the seal in the memory.
At this time, not only is the soul energy good, but also the temper, especially the one in front of him.
From the beginning, she never felt any kindness from the old woman "Are you talking about this?
Your son hasn't even called me for a week.
It's my fault.
Why didn't you say you were annoyed?
Didn't you just say that you wanted to call your son?
Did you call him?
Why did your son Come on, come on, trouble me.
I'm not your son."
An Qing was upset and went back without thinking much.
"You, you, you still dare to talk back?"
Many old women didn't understand what An Qing said, but she could understand An Qing's tone.
The original owner was bullied like a plague chicken by this old woman before.
Not to mention retorting and talking back, he was the owner who didn't even dare to raise his head when others scolded him.
So An Qing's reaction now, That immediately made the old woman angry.
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The old woman never thought about her attitude.
She only felt that An Qing was in trouble because her son did not support her.
She felt that she was easy to bully.
As a shrew with little education, her first reaction was to He suppressed An Qing's arrogance and felt that if he continued like this, he would not be able to meet people in the village.
"You're so awesome, you dare to talk back to me, I'll let you talk back, I'll let you talk back," the old woman said, taking out a stick from the firewood pile nearby, holding it up to greet Anqing.
If this was the original owner, he wouldn't dare to move and would just shrink back and wait for the old woman to finish venting.
But An Qing was not the original owner.
She watched the old woman's stick fall and grabbed it in her hand without saying a word.
He grabbed it and said, "Don't be so shameless.
I'm not done with you yet."
Looking at this old woman, An Qing felt suffocated.
Of course, there were the emotions of the original owner here, but there were also those memories of An Qing that had not been vented.
Out of anger.
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