As soon as Mother Yu said it, he remembered it.
When I was young, my family was not very rich, my father was a white-collar worker, and my mother ran a small flower shop.
Life is relatively well-off. When my grandfather was still alive, he had a serious illness and spent all the savings in the family.
In order to treat his grandfather, even the family house was sold, and he owed a lot of debts.
It's just that grandpa still hasn't been cured and passed away.
Life at home was very difficult.
However, he is not very clear about these things. At that time, he was too young to remember things.
These things were also mentioned by my mother later.
The father is good-looking and 'human-looking', the company owner's daughter fell in love with her father, and the two hooked up together.
I don't know whether my father lived a hard life or what, my father resolutely divorced my mother.
At the beginning, when Yu's father and Yu's mother divorced, he and Yu's mother did not leave Jiucheng immediately.
At that time, he seemed to have just remembered, and he still didn't quite understand the meaning of his parents' divorce.
But he doesn't like his friends saying that he is a poor guy who doesn't want his father.
At the beginning, he didn't care too much, he just went home and asked his mother.
What he got was that his mother suppressed tears to comfort him, and then she hid herself in a corner and wept.
One time, he overheard the adults chatting, and the neighbors would often say: "I heard that Yu's family is married to a rich woman and is pregnant with a child. He really has no conscience. He abandoned Axiu, who had been with him through hardships. Don't think about it, when his family owed so many debts, Axiu didn't even leave him."
"Oh, who doesn't love money, what are you doing with so much money?!"
"All right, all right, stop talking!"
Seeing him listening, everyone stopped talking.
But he heard what he needed to hear.
Although he still doesn't understand, he knows that his father doesn't want him and his mother anymore.
His fists were clenched tightly, his eyes were red and filled with tears.
He came home and cried for his father, but his mother didn't say a word, just hugged him and cried with him.
The next day, another friend yelled that he was a poor guy who didn't want his father.
He got into a fight with that little friend, who had been ruthless since he was a child, and the other guy was taller and stronger than him.
He couldn't beat it, so he picked up half of the broken brick on the ground and broke the opponent's head.
In my memory, the only time my mother beat him with her hands was crying while beating.
My father never showed up from beginning to end, and just like that, two years passed.
Once, the school organized a visit to the museum.
Just got off the school bus and walked to the gate of the museum. He saw a luxury car parked by the side of the road, and a very familiar figure got out of the car.
He looked at the man, his eyes widening.
When he found out that the other party was really his father, he wanted to go forward and stop his father.
But looking at the picture in front of him, he stopped in his tracks.
At this time, the father was wearing a suit and leather face, with a smile on his face.
It's not the same as his father in his impression.
The father opened the door of the back seat of the car, bent down and took out a little boy of one or two years old from the car.
Then, a proud-looking woman got out of the car.
The woman smiled at her father, then put her hand on his father's arm.
They raised their feet and walked towards him, and he stood there blankly watching, watching them walk past him talking and laughing.
His father didn't even look at her, and didn't know if it was him, he didn't recognize him at all.
Later, he learned that the museum was organized by the company of his father's current wife.
At that time, he finally understood.
For money and to live a "good life", his father abandoned him and his mother who accompanied him to eat chaff and swallow vegetables and live a hard life together, but had no complaints.
He looked at the family of three surrounded by the crowd, his eyes were gloomy, and he swore secretly in his heart.
One day, one day, he will stand on a high place and look down on that family.
From then on, he no longer said that he wanted a father, and he began to study with all his heart and soul.
Later, his mother took him to the capital, and he never saw that family again.
But the oath he made, he has always kept in mind, and he has been working hard in that direction, never giving up.
Yu Lang shook his head lightly, interrupting his memory.
I happened to hear Mother Yu talking about him breaking someone's head with a brick.
Tian Mi turned her head to look at Yu's mother, her eyes widened, and she couldn't believe it: "Is it really when Mr. Yu was five years old?"
"Yeah, that time, I also hit him for the first time. If I hit him, I felt very sad."
Tian Mi looked at the tears hidden in Yu's mother's eyes, was stunned, and then smiled as if she hadn't seen it: "Mr. Yu is really amazing, he knows at the age of five that he can't fight and he has to use a weapon!"
Mother Yu was taken aback by Tian Mi's words at first, but after she realized it, she laughed out loud.
"Ding—male protagonist favorability +10, favorability 30, host, come on!"
Tian Mi turned her head and saw Yu Lang who was holding Chenchen and smiling at the door of the kitchen.
"Mr. Yu is back!"
Yu's mother looked back at Yu Lang: "Come back, Mimi is in charge tonight. I just tasted Mimi's cooking, tsk tsk, it's much better than your mother! It's really a blessing!" After speaking, Yu's mother even gave Yu Lang a meaningful look.
Yu Lang was stunned, at first he didn't understand what his mother was trying to express, but after he understood, Yu Lang felt a little funny again.
"No more." Tian Mi smiled shyly. She is good at cooking because she has passed through several worlds and lived for so many years.
The dishes in the evening were very rich, Yu's mother was in a particularly good mood, it was rare that the house was so lively.
Thinking that the house will be so lively every day in the future, the corners of Yu's mother's lips are getting higher and higher.
Yu's mother first gave Chenchen a piece of beef, and Chenchen gave him a smirk and thanked him.
Mother Yu took another piece for Tian Mi, and then another piece for Yu Lang: "Xiao Lang, try Mimi's craftsmanship."
Yu Lang put the beef in the bowl into his mouth, not to mention, it was indeed better than his mother's. Nodded: "Not bad, very delicious."
"It's good that Mr. Yu doesn't dislike it!" Since it's delicious, the hero is big, so increase your favorability~~
Yu's mother clicked her tongue: "Oh! Mimi, we all live together, and Mr. Yu is called Mr. Yu, it's so strange! You can call him Yu Lang directly, or you can call him Brother Lang, anyway, Xiao Lang is better than you. Big. Don’t call me uncle, it makes me look old, haha—”
Tian Mi glanced at Yu Lang who was nodding to her, and smiled: "Then I should call him Brother Lang." Although, she really wanted to complain about this title.
Chenchen doesn't need Tian Mi to help him pick up vegetables now, Yu's mother does it directly, Tian Mi is naturally very happy.