"Isn't it just a box of fragrant powder?
You are reluctant to let your mother spend it.
We have never left these things.
You were not like this before.
Is it because your mother has no ability to make money now?"
Lingshi, have you begun to dislike your mother?"
Zhou's voice was soft and soft, but at the same time it was mixed with heart-wrenching words for his son.
The more she spoke, the louder her voice became, trying to make herself feel less guilty in this way, as if this would give her the confidence.
This was the first time that Zhou Yifan realized another side of his mother.
He didn't understand why Zhou was still unwilling to come out of his original life even though their current situation was already different from the past.
"The ointment, powder, and the bird's nest you mentioned, mother, all these have long since left us the moment my father passed away.
Now we still have the ability to enjoy these things, mother, can't you be more sober?"
Zhou Fan With a cry.
He felt a little aggrieved when he mentioned his deceased father.
Yes, it was great when my father was still alive.
At that time, he was the legitimate young master of the Zhou family that everyone revered, and my mother was also a noble lady who knew no worries.
She would never worry about food for tomorrow.
Days like this, where there is no meal but no meal, were something Zhou Yifan never dreamed of in the past.
Although he was unwilling to face it, the fact was that Zhou Fan saw the reality clearly earlier than his mother.
The sudden change caused him to grow up overnight, but even so, he could not get rid of the fact that Zhou Yifan was still a child.
Faced with such a mother, Zhou Yifan also felt powerless.
Zhou looked at him blankly, her moist eyes filled with tears because of these words, and she looked very aggrieved.
Zhou Yifan suddenly realized that these words he said were a bit too heavy.
Maybe his mother just hadn't gotten used to it yet.
"How about you save these spiritual stones?
One spiritual stone can be exchanged for a thousand gold coins, which is enough for the three of us to live for a long time.
If you use some of them to buy a small courtyard, you and your brother will not have to continue to live here.
I feel safe living in a messy house with someone under my roof.”
Before the young man finished speaking, the door of the small courtyard was pushed open with a "squeak" sound.
A middle-aged man wearing gold and silver walked in with a smile.
He was not tall and his appearance was just the kind that would not be found in a crowd.
However, there was an arrogant confidence on his face.
Even the fan bones that Arty Fengya held in Qiu Ri were cast with a layer of mixed gold.
Zhou Fan only took one look and knew that this strange man was not here to see him.
Almost out of reflex, he protected Zhou behind him with his small body, and shouted at the man vigilantly: "Get out, we don't have the person you are looking for here."
A beautiful widow with two young sons aroused the covetousness of many people on her way to Dongshuang City.
This is not the only man who came to Zhou Fan's house because he admired her mother's beauty.
Every time, Zhou Yifan would step forward and drive the person away under his mother's cowering and frightened eyes.
But this time, the situation seems to be a little different than before.
Zhou passed over Zhou Fan's thin body and walked towards the man, her figure graceful, charming and charming. xx4911131: