I followed my mother into the old house.
It was so familiar, but it felt like a world away.
The old house is an independent residence.
It was a two-story villa-like house that I bought and built on land when my father's shoe factory was doing very well.
Later, my father disappeared after his business failed.
Creditors from all over the world came after him, and the house was about to be auctioned to pay off the debts.
My stepfather had connections in a certain work unit, so he forcefully protected the house from being taken away by the creditors.
Later, he became a benefactor.
I moved in with my identity and not only asked for the house, but also my mother.
In the courtyard and corridor, every corner is filled with childhood memories.
Although my father was very busy at that time, he would always come home no matter how late.
He doted on me very much.
My room was always filled with various gifts bought by my father.
He would bring me gifts every time he went on a business trip.
He always said that his daughter was my father’s lover in his previous life.
I still believe this.
Otherwise, why would my father pamper me so much that I have a younger brother?
It's a pity that my father suddenly disappeared and my life as a princess disappeared overnight.
Looking at the cherry tree my father planted in the yard, and thinking about the current situation, I couldn't help but shed tears again.
My mother turned around and put her finger on her nose to make a silent gesture, signaling me not to make any noise.
She was probably worried that my stepfather had fallen asleep and was afraid that I would wake him up if I made any noise.
She carefully took out the key and opened the door to the room carefully.
They didn't dare to turn on the light and signaled me to go to sleep.
I was very familiar with this house, and I quickly went up to the second floor and found my original room.
I pressed the switch, but the light didn't come on.
It must have been because the light bulb was broken.
Maybe it was because I was married and didn't come back often, so no one replaced it with a new one.
Fortunately, the bed was still there, and there was a quilt.
I got under the quilt, and it felt like it hadn't been washed for a long time.
It had a musty smell.
I didn't take off my clothes and got in, but I felt cold to the bones.
How can I sleep on this long winter night?
At this time, my mother tiptoed over with an electric blanket.
After laying it on the bed, I plugged it in.
Fortunately, the socket in the room was not broken.
The electric blanket warmed up quickly.
Although the musty smell of the quilt was still there, at least it was warm. .
I kept tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
One moment I thought about my children, and the next moment I thought about whether to continue maintaining my old marriage.
The more I thought about it, the less I could fall asleep.
It was almost dawn, and I fell asleep.
When I opened the bathroom door and saw my stepfather sitting on the toilet, I screamed and ran away.
Maybe it was because there really weren't many guests in the house, so he was used to going to the toilet without locking the door.
During breakfast, my mother told my stepfather that I might come back to stay for a while.
My stepfather didn't say anything, he just said yes.
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He did beat my brother and I pretty hard when we were kids, and I don’t know if that’s why we never wanted to call him daddy.
Now that he is old, his authority gradually disappears.
Although I have nothing to say to him, I am not so afraid of him anymore.
I mustered up my energy to go to work.
After get off work, I returned to my mother and stepfather's home.
My mother was right.
If you can't make a decision for the time being, let's have a cold war first to give everyone time and space to think about it.
My stepfather actually cooked dinner for me, which I didn’t expect.
Although it was just a simple home-cooked meal, and it tasted very bad, being able to eat hot rice as soon as I got home was already a very high treatment for me. .
As soon as I finished my meal, without even rinsing my bowl, my mother took me to the mahjong room again.
She moved a stool and stood guard next to it, letting me play cards for her.
Maybe it's true that the marriage failed and the casino gained.
My luck was still as good as ever.
I played until eleven o'clock in the evening.
I said I had to go to work the next day and couldn't play too late, so I took my mother away by force.
We actually won nearly two thousand yuan that night
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