Meng Li continued:
"Although I really want to be a good friend with you, and even more want to learn how to be a good mother, I really don't want to indulge you without any bottom line."
She raised her head and looked at Yue Xiaowei. There was hurt in her eyes, and there were tears in her eyes if she looked closely. She choked and said:
"I thought that as long as I made good changes, I could improve our relationship. I can't rely on you today. You will definitely be angry with me. I... ugh!"
Yue Xiaowei was told by Meng Li that he felt ashamed.
Especially Meng Li's pitiful look, no matter what, she was still Yue Xiaowei's mother, Yue Xiaowei's heart couldn't help but twitch.
Meng Li was so scared that she burst into tears.
"I'm not that stingy. I won't give it if you don't give it. Why are you talking so much?"
Yue Xiaowei was embarrassed and at a loss. After saying this, he turned around and left.
I hate this feeling and would rather yell at him like before.
That way, he would feel more confident and wouldn't run away like this, feeling very stuck in his heart.
Meng Li looked at Yue Xiaowei's back as he walked out and raised his eyebrows.
This kid.
You can guess a lot by looking at the child's expression.
But Yue Xiaowei was very depressed, so depressed that even the shrimp cooked by Meng Li tasted tasteless.
He didn't want to go out with Meng Li after dinner. Meng Li asked him to do his homework, but he didn't move like before.
Do nothing.
All Yue Xiaowei could think about was what to do.
It’s particularly difficult, with my mother on one side and my brothers on the other.
If I say it again, will my mother cry
Yue Xiaowei was making choices and hesitating.
However, when he went out in school uniform the next morning, Yue Xiaowei did not ask Meng Li to return the clothes to him.
Yue Xiaowei wanted to find them to explain.
Because in Yue Xiaowei's heart, this is not a big deal, so he just needs to explain that he can survive this week.
If someone explains it to him in this way, he will definitely understand.
But he didn't expect that Yue Xiaowei's explanation was not accepted by others, and the so-called boss felt that Yue Xiaowei had challenged his authority.
Even though he came forward, Yue Xiaowei still refused to listen.
If you don't want to listen to such a small thing, then why would you hire a guy like this
Yue Xiaowei was criticized both inside and outside the words, and in the end he told Yue Xiaowei with a tolerant and generous expression, "You have offended your brothers and you should apologize."
He comforted everyone and continued to be good brothers.
Yue Xiaowei can say that his brain is not enough, but the eldest brother said it and thought it was right.
How to solve the problem
The elder brother said it's simple, everyone is smoking, so let's just have one pack of cigarettes per person.
Everyone will definitely forgive you if they accept your cigarettes.
The eldest brother took out his cigarette and said to Yue Xiaowei, just follow this and buy it.
Yue Xiaowei straightforwardly rushed to buy it, but when he asked the boss, he was confused.
Because the cigarettes this eldest brother smokes cost fifty yuan a pack.
Yue Xiaowei calculated in his mind, fifty yuan, seven people, one package per person, five seven, three hundred and five...
Yue Xiaowei's forehead throbbed with veins, wondering if this was too expensive.
But it seems that this matter can only be settled in this way.
The next day, Yue Xiaowei brought out five hundred yuan from home. This was pocket money that he had saved for a long time. Two hundred yuan was given by his father last time.
My heart ached very much, so I made an appointment with everyone after school, and we obediently shared a pack of cigarettes each.
I also invite everyone to drink tea and exchange feelings together.
Everyone puffed together and watched Yue Xiaowei stay aside, not smoking, and even choked and coughed. The eldest brother personally taught Yue Xiaowei how to smoke.
When Meng Li found Yue Xiaowei, he saw Yue Xiaowei and several people sitting in a teahouse in a square, surrounding a table. One person had a cup of tea in front of him, and the other person had a pack of cigarettes in front of him. Yue Xiaowei looked very unique in his school uniform. .
Meng Li clenched his fist, what a naughty kid.
She went to check Yue Xiaowei's room every day to understand Yue Xiaowei's movements. When she found that Yue Xiaowei had less money, Meng Li felt that things were not simple.
So Yue Xiaowei didn't come home a little late, so Meng Li hurried over.
Yue Xiaowei's classmate was facing Meng Li, and he also knew Meng Li. When he saw Meng Li coming, he said to Yue Xiaowei:
"You... your mother."
At first, Yue Xiaowei thought his classmates were scolding him. He was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses. Did his mother come to him again
Yue Xiaowei turned his head back with difficulty and looked at Meng Li standing behind him, looking at him with loving eyes.
A wisp of smoke drifted across her face, coming from the cigarette in his hand.
And why did her loving gaze make his spine tremble? What a coincidence, I met you again. "Meng Li thought it was normal for the client to get angry.
She also wanted to get angry now, but she had to endure it.
Yue Xiaowei's hand holding the cigarette trembled. Seeing the brothers focusing on him, his neck turned red instantly. He asked:
"Mom, why are you here?"
Meng Li smiled:
"I have something to do."
"What a coincidence, I met you again."
Meng Li glanced at Yue Xiaowei's cigarette, and Yue Xiaowei quickly put the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the table.
"Is there something wrong with you here?"
Meng Li looked at one of the older yellow-haired boys. He had tattoos on the back of his hands. Compared with these children, he should be about twenty years old and more like a 'social person'.
Meng Li's eyes were cold, giving Huang Mao an indescribable intimidation and majesty.
Huang Mao felt extremely uncomfortable when Meng Li saw him, and felt anxious for no reason.
He raised his chin unnaturally and snorted from his nostrils to challenge Meng Li.
Yue Xiaowei naturally discovered this silent contest, pulled Meng Li's clothes and said:
"Why don't you go back first?"
Meng Lipi smiled but said:
"What do you think, son?"
Yue Xiaowei felt bored and said to Huang Mao:
"Brother, I...I'm going back first."
Huang Mao did not look at the faces of Yue Xiaowei and Meng Li. He waved his hand and glanced at Meng Li:
"Let's go, let's go. It's very disappointing."
Yue Xiaowei stood up, picked up his schoolbag and looked at Meng Li. Meng Li gave Huang Mao a deep look with warning, and even used his mental power to exert pressure.
Unless necessary, Meng Li is not willing to use mental power to exert pressure, especially if it consumes mental power.
Using it for a while will also make people very tired. Meng Li knew that mental power was not only used in this way, but in the world of her lifetime, the cultivation and application of mental power had long been lost.
It is said that there is.
Feeling that Meng Li was looking at him, Huang Mao turned his head and snorted again, but this time, he was particularly unconfident and sounded like he was having a hard time making it.
Huang Mao felt that the blood all over his body seemed to freeze when this woman looked at him, and his body felt cold and hard.
Breathing also became a little difficult, and I felt like something was pressing on my shoulders for no reason.
tired.
Huang Mao shook his head, how could this happen
Illusion, this illusion is too realistic.