My Wife Has Been Blackened

On Chinese Valentine's Day, Xie Daiqi lay on the bed in despair.

I booked several tickets, but either I fell down the stairs or there were rumors that there was a bomb on the plane.

Two days ago, when he was bored, he decided to order one again.

And then, damn, someone hijacked the plane.

Fortunately, he was discovered before taking off. At that time, the entire airport was shocked, and Xie Daiqi came back in despair carrying his things.

Before going home, the driver asked him to let him go to the airport...

Xie Daiqi...

"Tomorrow is the time for the event. Can't we go now? Is this a ghost attack? It's not like this if you're usually unlucky, right?" Xie Daiqi muttered and picked up the clothes he had packed a week ago.

"Thank you, brother." The assistant called for the helper, thinking that he had already gone to Paris, but he didn't expect that he hadn't taken off yet.

"Brother Xie, I've booked the tickets, let's go. But you...why don't you look so excited?" The assistant was a little dumbfounded. Didn't I say that Brother Xie was looking forward to this trip to Paris?

How did she know that Xie Daiqi had already set off for the fourth time, and he was still waiting to see what excuse he would use to get her back this time.

Xie Daiqi yawned all the way, already thinking about how much liquidated damages Paris would have to pay for this time.

There was not even a traffic jam all the way to the airport.

"Today is Chinese Valentine's Day, and there are many girls outside holding tweed." The assistant looked envious.

Xie Daiqi was wondering whether to buy a bouquet of chrysanthemums to commemorate his poor single life.

After passing the security check and boarding the plane, Xie Daiqi was still a little confused.

Looking at my furry slippers under my feet, I was thinking, isn't there some kind of hijacking to send me home this time? I haven’t even changed my slippers yet, I’m just waiting to go back to sleep.

"This flight is about to take off. Passengers, please fasten your seat belts..." The stewardess has already begun to demonstrate how to fasten your seat belts.

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The tinnitus made Xie Daiqi come back to his senses. He looked at his assistant and said, "We, are... taking off? Successfully took off?" Xie Daiqi stared, feeling a little shocked.

After taking off four times, I can finally fly?

Why can Mao fly this time? what does it mean!

The little assistant felt a little embarrassed by the surrounding eyes, and whispered: "Really, brother Xie, why are you so excited? Is your face really sweating? Are you really okay?" The little assistant was already Somewhat worried.

Xie Daiqi had a creepy feeling in his heart, as if he had walked into some huge trap step by step.

"There was no hijacking or bomb this time, so it just took off?" Xie Daiqi's eyes widened in disbelief. Everything went smoothly.

As soon as he said this, the plane shook.

Everyone looked at him angrily, only thinking that the fool wearing sunglasses opposite him was mean-mouthed.

"Isn't this guy a fool?" The first sister, with a hat covering her face, pursed her lips at Xie Daiqi who was diagonally opposite.

Next to him, Yanyan was looking out of the plane window.

"The wing just hit a bird. Don't be afraid. It has stabilized now." The plane bumped a few times, and then a flight attendant came out to explain.

Everyone felt relieved when they saw that the plane gradually stabilized.

With recent news of plane crashes happening frequently, many people are extremely resistant to flying, but there is no way to avoid it.

There are always many helplessness in life. In order to make a living and support the family, we are all shouldering huge responsibilities.

The flight attendant was bringing a drink to ask questions. Yanyan liked sweets and drank several glasses of orange juice in a row.

The first sister dotes on her and feeds her the candies she carries in her pocket one by one.

"Mom, I also want to drink orange juice. That sister drank three glasses, why can't I drink it?" The little boy, who was dressed in an obviously noble dress, looked longingly at the young lady sitting opposite.

That young lady is also good-looking.

Next to him seemed to be his mother, dressed as a lady.

"How can you drink those things? If the plane hadn't been hijacked two days ago, you wouldn't have come to squeeze into this cabin. Those things are for poor people. No matter what your life or taste, how can you drink those things? If you weren't in a hurry , Mom won't let you suffer this injustice. It's so crowded..." The noble lady pulled the bag in her hand. This bag of hundreds of thousands of things was allowed to go away by these people.

Everyone's expressions turned a little ugly after hearing this.

But it was obvious that the mother and son were not of the same class as him, and no one dared to speak.

When the little boy saw his mother saying this, his face became a little timid, and he immediately did not dare to say anything more.

The first sister crossed her legs and smacked her mouth with orange juice: "It tastes really good. Freshly squeezed orange juice is fragrant and fresh. It's much better than eating oranges..."

Yanyan pursed her lips and smiled happily.

The first sister actually hates orange juice the most, but she likes it, so she always drinks the same one.

In her words, she got used to it as she drank.

The little boy was about to burst into tears.

"Why are you jealous? I haven't given you any good things to eat or use, just to make you knowledgeable and tasteful. Are you worthy of me? If you don't work hard, how will your father like you? How can you Go home?" The woman paused and said nothing more.

The little boy immediately sat up straight again, as if he was afraid of his mother.

"Just like your ruthless father. If you don't live up to expectations this time, we and I won't be able to get in. That old woman is occupying the toilet and won't shit. She doesn't love her and refuses to divorce..." the woman muttered. One sentence.

If you look closely, you can see that she is only in her mid-twenties. The child next to me is about six or seven years old, and she may have become a mother at the age of eighteen or nineteen.

"I...I, mom, can we live together? I..." The little boy suddenly raised his head.

"I, I just want to live with my mother. I don't want to be with my father, aunt... that aunt, she wants to curse, she, she is so pitiful, she knelt down to beg me... I don't want to be raped by my classmates at school either Scold..." The little boy stirred the corners of his clothes with both hands.

"What are you talking about? I brought you here just to see him. What do you mean you don't want to go? I have put in so much effort, but my parents don't recognize me. Now you say you don't want to go?" The woman suddenly raised her eyelids, The little boy next to him was so scared that he was trembling all over.

"I really don't want to go to school, I don't want to go to my dad's house, and I don't want to see my aunt. My aunt asked you to come and make up classes, but you ended up stealing her husband. She scolded me, and she knelt down and begged me, I don't want to go. Mom, let's go home. ...I don’t want to be an illegitimate child, and my classmates laugh at me. I don’t want a father, I don’t want anything..." The child cried and begged his mother. Just as everyone was stunned, their mother slapped him on the head.

Outside the filming, he was twisting the flesh of his body hard, and the child shed tears but gritted his teeth and did not dare to cry.

"Madam, please...please stop educating your children, please?" The flight attendant couldn't bear to see it, and some passengers couldn't bear it and asked her to persuade her, and then she walked up.

Unexpectedly, the woman sneered: "What does it have to do with you that I care about my own son? Why should you care about his father? What? You don't like me giving tutoring lessons in college, and you make up for her father in bed? Come on the plane Isn’t this the same idea of ​​being fooled by a waiter? Ha! Ridiculous!”

After the woman finished speaking, she slapped her son again.