I Am the Mother of a Prodigy

In the evening, the coffin shop delivered the children's coffins, and the coffins carved with cartoons replaced the cribs in the children's room.

An Zimo has been depressed since returning home, and has not shown much interest in the new bed.

He went straight into the bathroom and locked the door firmly from the inside.

An Zimo rejected An's desire to bathe him, and he has been washing himself since he came back. Although this can alleviate An Xiang's work, it makes her feel uneasy all the time. She is afraid of accidents during the bathing process of her son. So as long as he takes a bath, An Xiang will wait outside until he comes out of the inside without incident.

"Momo." An Xiang squatted at the door of the bathroom, shouting through the door, "If you don't want to go to kindergarten, we don't have to go; if you want to go, I won't stop you, it's all up to your wishes."

An Zimo did not answer.

He held the water in his small hands and washed his cheeks over and over again.

Pei Yan acted ruthlessly, pinched a lot of holes on his face and scalp, and An Zimo simply didn't feel the pain, and he didn't hesitate to clean it.

After the bath, he dried his body, put on his clothes and opened the door and walked out.

Hearing the movement, An wanted to look back immediately.

An Zimo had a gloomy look, glanced at her in silence, walked back to the room with two short legs, and then stepped on the small steps to climb into the coffin.

An Xiang hurriedly followed up with the medicine box.

"Mo Mo, mom will give you medicine."

An Zimo turned his back to her.

She stood awkwardly for a while, took out the potion, and applied medical cotton swabs to the wound on his face little by little.

He did not resist and closed his eyes the whole time.

[How should I apologize to my son? ]

[Even if he apologizes, he won't forgive me. ]

[Actually, I didn't abandon him on purpose...]

[I am a bad mother. ]

An Zimo blinked his eyelashes and opened his eyes.

Ann couldn't help thinking about it, and the three words restless floated on her face.

She put the medicine box away, bit her lip, and asked cautiously, "Is Mo Mo afraid to sleep alone? Do you want my mother to accompany you?"

He staggered his eyes.

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your default." Ann wanted to kick off his shoes and crawled into the coffin cheeky.

An Zimo's eyelids twitched, as if he was approaching an enemy: "Hey! Go out!" He kicked An Xiang's belly, "I don't want you to accompany me! Get out!"

The child's foot is very hard and it hurts when kicking on his body.

She frowned and groaned, without giving up, relying on the adult's physical advantage, she forcibly squeezed to An Zimo's side and held him tightly in her arms.

"You let go!"

"Bad, go away!"

An Zimo swears to die, but no matter how hard he struggles, An thinks that he will not let go.

With no energy, he turned his back in resignation, sulking by himself.

[My stomach hurts, woo, my son’s jiiojio is so strong. ]

Ann wanted to rub her belly and cried silently in her heart.

"I...I just want to talk to you."

"I don't want to tell you." An Zimo is ruthless, "You are annoying."

"But there are only two of us at home, and I don't have any friends, and no one else talks to me except you." An Xiang was a little aggrieved. She didn't have many friends since she was young. When she was fifteen years old, a girl wanted to be friends with her. She was full of joy, but it turned out to be just one of their games.

Why are people in this world so bad?

My son must have been teased in this way, so he didn't want to play with other children.

The mother and the son were very close, and An Zimo suddenly gave up resisting after hearing all his heartfelt voices.

It seems that someone once wanted to play with him, and he tried to deliver his sincerity. As a result... the other party just used him as a tool for homework. In the end, he was beaten up by his mother, and his deeds were still circulated by the other party.

He became a laughing stock.

"What do you want to tell me." An Zimo couldn't help but asked her softly.

"I want to tell you..." An Xiang pursed his lips, plucked up the courage to say those three words, "I'm sorry."

An Zimo's pupils shook, and his nails were instantly pinched into the flesh.

He once had expectations of his mother, as long as she said an apology, he would choose to forgive, but no, he did not wait for an apology until the death of the soul.

An Zimo left the world with hatred, no more feelings for the so-called mother.

After a brief consternation, An Zimo's heart turned into a bottomless Dead Sea.

"What's the meaning."

"I threw you into the village when you were born. You must blame me very much."

All of An Zimo's resistance now is caused by her mother.

When a child needs love most, she makes him a left-behind child and lives alone in the mountains.

An Xiangming had experienced those days before, but for his own selfishness, he also became who he used to be.

"But Momo, your life has just begun. No matter how you go before, you will always get better in the future. The world is so big, one day you will find a friend who treats you sincerely, so Momo can try to be the first step."

An Xiang does not want his son to become an indifferent animal, or to live alone in this world.

How pitiful he should be when she leaves later.

When he heard the last sentence, An Zimo opened his eyes quickly.

He wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, and felt ridiculous in his heart.

This vicious woman really regards herself as the savior, she leaves as soon as possible, and she can still have her own leisure.

An Zimo didn't want to listen to the disgusting inner words anymore, turned his mind reading technique to silent, curled up into a ball and closed his eyes tightly.

***

Early the next morning.

An wanted to check the wound on his son's face. He had half of the blood gene in his body, and his healing ability was three times that of a normal person. Over the night, there were only less obvious red marks on the wound.

An wants to put medicine on him again, pack up his things and take a taxi to the milk tea shop.

An Zimo kept yawning in the car. He and An wanted to run around these days, and they must have been very tired.

Looking at his sleepy son, An wanted to think about whether to sell the house here, and buy a second-hand house near the milk tea shop.

But no one wants such a biased place.

And the apartment is in the golden area of ​​the city, even if she succeeds in selling the house, she probably can't afford a toilet over there.

It would be great if it could be demolished.

Ann wanted to daydream all the way.

When she arrived at the store, she started cleaning, fearing that An Zimo would be bored, so she found a cartoon on TV to show him.

"Mo Mo, mom wants to continue making juice. If you hear the doorbell, do you remember to call mom?" Ann wanted to know that his son wouldn't answer, so he didn't ask for it, taking it as a default every time.

After saying this, she put on her apron and opened the refrigerator.

Overnight, the ingredients have been replaced with fresh fruits and vegetables, and some new products have been added. This refrigerator will automatically fill up when the material is insufficient, so there is no need to worry about it happening without the material.

Yesterday’s guest number one has been successfully researched, and today I will do it—Grandpa with Oolong Tea Flavor!

No, it's Oolong tea tasted by Grandpa!

An wanted to take out the oolong tea, and carefully recalled the taste of Pei Yizhou's body.

Perhaps because of the changeable nature of human beings, everyone's blood is mixed with two or three kinds of breath, some smelly, some smell, some are sweet and some are sour. But... Pei Yizhou seemed to have only one breath.

This means that he is a very boring and uninteresting person.

It would be difficult to sell just a sugar-free oolong tea...

An Xiang first made a cup for herself, holding it in her palm and savoring it slowly. Very light tea fragrance, with a good aftertaste and good taste.

There are no guests today. Ann wants to think about whether to sign up for a food delivery platform, but it's not good to be busy, so that no one will take care of her son.

A quiet day, when I was about to close the store early and go home, the guests came.

"Good afternoon sister!"

Outside the door, Pei Chen, wearing a school uniform and carrying a school bag, smiled and waved hello to An Xiang.

An Xiang didn't feel the slightest surprise, after all, there would be no other people in this store except Pei Chen.

"Come in first."

Pei Chen nodded, and turned sideways to make way: "Nuo Nuo, Yan Yan, come in quickly."

Nono?

Words?

An Zimo, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly raised his head, his eyes collided with Pei Yan.

Both of them were taken aback for a moment, and in the next second, Pei Yan rushed over and pressed An Zimo to the sofa, fighting with him.

Pei Chen could be stunned, no one started to fight without speaking.

"What are you doing, little bastard?!" Pei Chen slapped his schoolbag on the ground, rushing to lift the person up like a little bastard.

Pei Yan's heart is still alive, and he continues to slap his teeth and claws at An Zimo.

He almost hated An Zimo. Yesterday he went back and received a scolding inexplicably. He stood against the wall for half an hour and didn't eat any delicious snacks at night!

It's all An Zimo's fault to think about it! !

"You come! I will fight you to the death!"

Panting, An Zimo climbed up from the sofa, bowed his head to tidy up his pleated clothes, glanced at the ferocious Pei Yan expressionlessly, hummed softly, and uttered two words: "Naive."

Pei Yan exploded: "What did you say?! Say it again!"

An Zimo: "Stupid."

He didn't bother to care about this little kid, leaning on the sofa lazily to continue watching cartoons.

Pei Yan was about to cry with irritation, her eyes flushed, her lips trembled and she didn't speak for a long time.

An Xiang's brain hurts.

Why is she so stupid? Mingming Pei Chen said that he has a pair of younger siblings who are in kindergarten, and both are surnamed Pei.

In other words... that President Pei is also Pei Chen's grandfather.

Thinking of the man's clear and dazzling face, An Xiang became even more incredible.

The old man above him is capable of giving birth to make him so old.

"Pei Chen will take his younger siblings to do it first, and I will make juice for you." He said and walked into the bar.

"I don't want to drink the juice here! Brother, let's change another house! I don't want to see that stinky kid!"

Pei Yan lay on Pei Chen's shoulder and couldn't help making noise, yelling to leave.

Pei Chen blushed with shame.

He was thinking of bringing his younger siblings over to drink juice and waiting for his grandfather to get off work by the way, but he didn't expect his brother to come in and beat up the boss's son.

Gan!

Isn't An Zimo the one who fought with Pei Yan yesterday?

Yesterday, Pei Yan complained to him all the way, Pei Chen hadn't paid attention to it, but now it seems very possible!

Ahhhhhhhhh! The sin is too big!

The more Pei Chen wanted to get angry, he pinched his younger brother's **** fiercely.

"Why are you pinching me?" He stopped calling, clutching his **** and complaining.

Pei Chen lowered his voice, bowed his head and warned viciously: "If you don't shut up, I will beat you to death."

"..."

Quiet instantly.

Pei Chen shook off his younger brother, ignored them, scratched his head and walked to the bar.

She concentrated on squeezing the juice inside, and was not affected by this little farce.

Looking at that peaceful face, Pei Chen was even more at a loss.

"Sister An Xiang, did my brother fight with Zimo yesterday?"

He was a little scared.

The development of the bones of a vampire is different from that of ordinary people, and he can't help it if his brother goes crazy, not to mention that An Zimo is just an ordinary human cub.

"It's okay, but Mo Mo, knock out one of your brother's teeth." An Xiang asked with concern, "Is he okay after he goes back? If you have other symptoms, please tell me."

Broken teeth?

Pei Chen was stunned and couldn't help looking back at Pei Yan: "Did your teeth knock out by yourself?"

"..." Pei Yan's lie was so ruthlessly exposed, and suddenly he was faceless, hiding himself under the table with his head, and did not come out for a long time.