In front of Aunt Thirteen’s house.
Yang Fan held a small bag of ice cream in one hand and opened the door with the key in the other.
After turning it one turn to the right, the door opened.
Ladies first. Liu Qianqian took the small bag from Yang Fan and entered the house before him.
"Guoguo, why are you crying?" After Liu Qianqian entered the room, she saw Guoguo sitting on the sofa wiping her tears. She was not in the mood to watch the cartoons on TV and quickly hid the ice cream bag behind her.
"I didn't cry, there was sand in my eyes." Guoguo said stubbornly, sitting on the sofa with her feet in the air, stepping on the body of the Monkey King who never left her side and was lying on the ground to accompany her.
Aunt Thirteen walked out of the bedroom in a purple suspender nightgown with bare arms, swaying gracefully.
She held a small bottle in one hand and rubbed her face with the other hand: "You didn't go to school for three days, and today you beat up other kids when you went to school again. Why wasn't I as fierce as you when I was a child?"
The distant city of Chengdu.
Mother Wen is having supper with Father Wen.
While eating, Wen's mother suddenly sighed, "When Wenwen was little, she was much less of a worry than Shisan. Shisan would beat up other kids in kindergarten every now and then. Wenwen was much more well-behaved, but she was bullied more often by other kids. When she grew up, she got more trouble than Shisan, from junior high school to college graduation. Shisan didn't get into trouble much after he started elementary school. He was so well-behaved that I thought he wasn't our biological child. His temper is nothing like ours."
"Well, it's better to bully others than to be bullied by others. Fortunately, Guoguo is not like Wenwen, who is like Shisan, who often beats people in kindergarten." Wen's father said with a sigh: "I haven't seen Guoguo for only two weeks, but it feels like I haven't seen her for years. Tomorrow is Children's Day, I really want Shisan to bring her back."
"Why don't you go over there?" Wen's mother was very dissatisfied: "You are the only one who is busy. Thirteen's work is not work, right?"
"Can Thirteen's job be the same as mine?" Wen's father said unconvincedly, "Besides, she has no intention of moving up, no ambition, and now she is only concerned with dating and taking care of Guoguo..."
"boom!"
Mother Wen slammed the table, her expression suddenly changing, and she said angrily, "If you hadn't placed too high hopes on her and asked too much of her, would Thirteen have become like this? In the final analysis, it was you hypocritical people who persecuted Thirteen into this state. What qualifications do you have to say that Thirteen is not enterprising?"
Dad Wen ate in silence.
Wen's mother became even angrier: "Why don't you say anything? Aren't you very capable?"
Wen's father continued to remain silent.
"The old lady is not a good person either. She wants Thirteen to take over. Ever since Thirteen went to Yanjing to study, she has arranged everything about Thirteen's life. She even wants to arrange his marriage, creating all kinds of coincidences..." Mother Wen became more and more angry as she spoke.
Father Wen whispered, "Don't tell the old lady. If she finds out, she will blame all of us brothers and sisters. None of us will have an easy life."
Mother Wen sneered, "You are lucky. After Thirteen's physical and mental problems, the old lady was partial to you as her father in order to compensate her. I want to ask you, are you secretly happy about this and plan to go to Yanjing for development in the future?"
Father Wen looked grim, and said in a deep voice, "Don't attack anyone without distinguishing between friend and foe when you get angry. I've never been secretly happy. Do you think I want to follow the path arranged by the old lady? I don't want to. The responsibility is too heavy, so heavy that even Thirteen is unwilling to bear it. After resisting to no avail, an accident led to what is happening now."
"Haha." Wen's mother sneered: "Who knows if the accident was man-made? The fifth generation twelfth is also my daughter."
As she spoke, Wen's mother's eyes turned red, and she cried as she yelled, "We were separated when we were young. Do you think that without the love of raising you, there is no family affection? You people don't understand what family affection is, and what blood is thicker than water. If the fifth generation, twelfth and thirteenth have a bad life, I will never be at peace in my life and will die with my eyes open."
Father Wen put down the bowl and said, "I can't eat anymore."
"Even if you can't eat anymore, eat it. Finish it!" Wen's mother shouted, her eyes full of murderous intent.
Dad Wen had no choice but to continue eating.
Liu Ma is known as a female devil, but she is nothing in front of Wen Ma.
Wen's mother is the big devil.
In the entire Wen family, no one dared to disobey the old lady, except Wen's mother, who dared to talk back to her.
Even though it was just a few words, Wen's brothers and sisters didn't dare to say a word.
This is also one of the things that Wen's mother cannot stand the most about the Wen family. The seemingly warm and harmonious family is all because of the old lady.
As long as the old lady is alive, the Wen family can continue to be so powerful and glorious.
Once the old lady is gone, the Wen family will sooner or later fall apart.
Mountain city, Thirteenth Aunt’s home.
Guoguo was sitting on the sofa wiping her tears. When she saw Yang Fan come into the room, she quickly climbed down by stepping on the golden retriever's body.
Running to Yang Fan, the little girl sobbed and whispered, "Dad, why did you come home just now? Don't you love me anymore?"
"How is that possible? It was agreed to be ten thousand years, and less than a year has passed." Yang Fan didn't hug the little girl, but touched her head.
After her fourth birthday, the little girl hasn't grown too tall, but she is no longer the height of a two or three-year-old child.
As long as she doesn't ask for a hug, Yang Fan rarely takes the initiative to hug her.
"Then why did you come back so late? Mom has beaten me several times." The little girl said with tears in her eyes.
"It wasn't just a few times, it was just two times." Aunt Thirteen retorted while applying skin cream, "Once at school, and once when I got home."
"You are right to hit someone?" Guoguo questioned her mother loudly, then raised her head and burst into tears: "Why is it right for you to hit someone, but it's wrong for me to hit someone? I didn't provoke you, they provoke me, so I hit them."
That made so much sense that Aunt Thirteen didn’t know how to refute it for a moment.
Given some time, she would be able to refute it.
But in reality, every moment of every day is a live broadcast, and when people quarrel, they don’t have much time to react.
"Mom is the one who is right at home. We can't reason with her." Yang Fan used a tissue to wipe the little girl's tears and nose.
Aunt Thirteen had long ignored Guoguo. She even put down her skin cream and hid the ice cream in the refrigerator with Liu Qianqian without telling her daughter.
"Why are there only five buckets?" Aunt Thirteen asked Liu Qianqian quietly.
"Yang Fan doesn't allow us to buy more." Liu Qianqian explained.
Aunt Thirteen privately suggested that she buy more because Yang Fan usually strictly controlled the diet of her and her daughter at home.
Thirteenth Aunt didn't dare to buy anything when she went shopping. Firstly, she was afraid that Yang Fan would find out, and secondly, she couldn't bring herself to buy snacks that only little girls could afford.
Just like she wouldn't be embarrassed to buy a box of condoms from the shelf next to the cash register when she's shopping in the supermarket.
So when it came to buying snacks like ice cream, Thirteenth Aunt always asked Yang Fan to buy them, even though Yang Fan rarely bought them for her.
"You have two buckets, I have two buckets, and Xiaofan has one bucket, right?" Aunt Thirteen, like Liu Qianqian, never took Guoguo into consideration from beginning to end.