This photo has been around for some years.
Although it has been glued, yellowing is still inevitable. The woman in the photo has long curly hair that was popular in that era, and is wearing a white dress, with clear eyebrows and soft features, just like the stars in earlier movies.
The little boy in her arms is also very cute, but it seems that he has just cried before taking the photo, his eyes are watery and red, his arms are tightly around the woman's neck, and he looks at the camera pitifully.
Wu Yinghua looked for a long time and didn't recognize who these two people were. Then, she looked inside the envelope, and there was nothing but the picture. Being curious, Yu Zhuo washed his hands and came out. When he saw what was on her hand, he suddenly shouted, "What are you doing, mom! Don't mess around with my stuff!"
Wu Yinghua has long been accustomed to his son's irritability, and asked, "Whose photo is this?"
Yu Zhuo rushed over in two or three steps to snatch the photo and the envelope, and said in a bad mood: "Other people's!" He tucked the photo back into the envelope, getting angry: "Don't look through my schoolbag in the future!"
Wu Yinghua was also irritated by his attitude: "Who turned your schoolbag? You didn't install it and it fell out! And what happened even if I turned it over? I'm your mother! You all fell out of my stomach. Come out, which thing on your body didn't I give you?"
Yu Zhuo yelled, "Then you stuff me back! Did you pass my permission? You gave birth to me?"
Yu Cheng came back from get off work and opened the door to enter the house to interrupt the quarrel: "I heard your voice outside, what are you doing? Whose voice is louder than that?"
He walked over and slapped the back of Yu Zhuo's head, "It's not big or small, you're old-fashioned." He said Wu Yinghua, "What an adult, and quarreling with his son."
Wu Yinghua sneered: "He has grown up now, and his wings are stiff. It doesn't matter whether he is my mother or not."
Yu Zhuo became more and more angry, and felt that the middle-aged woman approaching menopause was simply unreasonable. It was obvious that she was wrong first, and the sentence "I am your mother" could occupy the high ground. Does the child have no human rights? !
Yu Zhuo rushed into the bedroom, slammed the door, and locked it.
This time Wu completely angered Wu Yinghua: "Do you dare to lose your temper? Yu Zhuo! You come out! I won't take care of you today, where's the key? Where's the door key, open the door for me!"
Yu Cheng pulled and persuaded. All of a sudden, Qi Ying, who cleaned the dishes and came out of the kitchen, realized that her aunt seemed to be angry.
Yu Zhuo was at the age of rebellion, and it was not once or twice that he irritated his parents.
Yu Cheng murmured and persuaded for a long time, Wu Yinghua finally stopped scolding, and began to sit on the sofa and wipe her tears. What kind of son has grown up, he doesn’t listen to his mother. He almost died when he was born. He pulled up his shit and pissed. Before he started to enjoy his blessing, he was already disgusted by him. He just turned through his schoolbag. To her, wouldn't it mean to get her out of the house after getting married
Besides, she didn't even turn over that schoolbag!
I feel wronged.
Although Yu Zhuo locked the door, he could still hear Wu Yinghua's crying and crying, and he thumped the bed with anger. He glanced at the envelope he had thrown on the bed, and couldn't wait to tore it twice.
He thought hard, damn Ji Rang!
But in the matter of being entrusted to the end, after all, the envelope was left untouched, and it was tucked back into the school bag again.
When it was past eight o'clock, the door was knocked lightly, and I knew it was Qi Ying by the strength. Yu Zhuo opened a crack in the door, Qi Ying stood outside with the hot food, and handed it to him.
Yu Zhuo asked, "Where is my mother?"
Qi Ying said silently: "Sleep."
Actually, I didn't sleep, the food was warmed by Wu Yinghua, but she just asked her to bring it over.
Yu Zhuo's stomach had already sung about the empty city plan. He no longer had trouble with himself, and took the bowl and ate. Yu Cheng slipped out to inquire, and went back to the house and said to Wu Yinghua, "Look, what makes your son hungry? He is growing physically and has a lot of homework."
Wu Yinghua lay on the bed and played vibrato. After a few hours, her anger had disappeared a lot, and she just snorted without saying anything.
The next morning, Wu Yinghua went to call Yu Zhuo, who always likes to sleep in bed, to get up as usual.
Breakfast is ready.
Yu Zhuo was a little awkward. He ate the tomato and egg noodles that his mother had cooked in the morning, and said hello before leaving: "Mom, I'm leaving."
"Have you got the bus card? Have the keys been installed? Wait a minute, the collar of the school uniform turned in."
She babbled as usual, nothing changed.
How can mother and son have an overnight feud.
After getting on the bus, Yu Zhuo had already put the farce of last night away, and he began to think about how to pass the envelope to Ji Rang.
The easiest way is of course to ask Qi Ying to give it, but how can he let his sister take the initiative to contact Ji Rang!
Dangerous things have to be done by themselves.
Alas, I knew it was so troublesome, I shouldn't have received this letter yesterday.
It's really fascinating.
After thinking about it all the way, Yu Zhuo felt that the safest way was to sneak in and avoid direct contact with Ji Rang. After all, he had a conflict with the group of Qu Dazhuang yesterday.
Yu Zhuo immediately sent a message to Yang Xinyuan, asking him to inquire about whether there is a physical education class in the ninth grade of high school today. He also threatened that if the message went wrong again, he would hack his QQ while he was sleeping and disband all his QQ groups.
Yang Xinyuan was so frightened that he directly sent the class schedule of Zhang Jiu.