Siheyuan: I Actually Crossed Into A Stick

"Mom, I have something to tell you!"

Jia Geng now knows very well that he has made money selling rabbits, so he can no longer let the whole family suck He Yuzhu's blood.

This matter must be discussed with Qin Huairu.

All the way home, I kept thinking about going to school, but I couldn't think of any way.

So this thing about going to school, think slowly.

There is still time, no rush.

However, the matter of blood-sucking He Yuzhu must be made clear.

"Bang, what's the matter? Is there something uncomfortable!"

Qin Huairu seemed a little taciturn when she saw her son on the way back.

Subconsciously thought that his son was not feeling well.

Stick stick had just recovered from his illness, so he took him to the back mountain by himself.

He blamed himself secretly, his son's condition had only just improved, so what if he got sick again.

I really don't care about my son's health at all!

"Mom, it's not uncomfortable, it's a family matter!"

Jia Geng organized his words and thought about how to speak to her better.

"A matter at home?"

Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment, but seeing her son's face turning pale from the cold weather.

Still uneasy, he stretched out his hand and touched the brow of the stick.

His forehead didn't feel hot, but was a little cold from the cold.

Jia Geng once again experienced the feeling of rubbing his forehead with sandpaper.

He stretched out his hands and grabbed his mother's hands with cracked skin and calloused palms.

"Mom, you have worked hard for your family!"

Qin Huairu heard her son's heart-warming words, and said with a happy smile, "You child, mother worked hard for you!"

Jia Geng understands this truth.

My mother is a widow, and her salary can barely support the family expenses.

She worked hard and hoped to be promoted early and her salary increased.

If you encounter difficulties in life, you can only turn to He Yuzhu or the uncle for help.

She was born in the countryside, and her family didn't have any serious connections.

The same is true for my father, who was born in poverty for three generations.

There is no backstage at the rolling mill either.

A woman works hard for the family.

In the final analysis, these sacrifices are still for oneself, and you are the one who gets the most benefit.

However, everything will change at this time.

I can no longer be a white-eyed wolf, and my mother doesn't need to suck blood He Yuzhu anymore.

then.

Jia Geng looked at his mother seriously, and pointed to the promotional banner on the wall with his finger.

"Mom, look at the writing on it."

"Independence, hard work!" Qin Huairu turned his head to look at the place pointed by his son, and read out softly.

Jia Geng nodded seriously and said, "Yes, independent!"

"What's the matter? Son, why are you telling your mother these things?"

Qin Huairu looked at his serious son with a serious face.

A little puzzled, I always feel that my son seems to have matured a lot now.

Whether it's the warm words you say to yourself, or your words and actions.

It made her feel a little strange.

But more, it made her feel a little relieved.

"Then, Mom, what do you mean by these eight characters?"

Jia Geng looked at his mother and asked, he continued to lay the groundwork.

"Uh, this means that although the country is in difficulty, even if the big brother cuts off the assistance, we must continue to strive for self-improvement."

"After all, if you receive benefits from others, you may be at the mercy of others."

After all, Qin Huairu also has a junior high school education, so she knows a little about what happened before.

Probably have some knowledge of current events.

"Yes, we must be independent and not be manipulated by others."

Jia Geng nodded heavily, mother still understands these principles.

"Bang, what's the matter with you? What exactly do you want to say? It's getting dark and the weather is cold. Why don't you go home and have dinner first, and then talk about it after eating?"

Looking at his son's appearance as a young adult, Qin Huairu was a little amused.

"Mom, wait a minute, I'll tell you clearly."

Jia Geng paused for a moment, then continued: "Our family can no longer rely on Uncle He."

"Uncle He?" Qin Huairu didn't understand at once, and after a while, he realized that his son was talking about He Yuzhu.

"Uncle He, He Yuzhu!" Jia Geng nodded and said.

Qin Huairu suddenly thought of something, and quickly asked, "Banggan, did you hear what someone said behind their back?"

"Huh?" Jia Geng nodded slowly, "Huh!"

Of course he didn't hear what others said behind his back, but since his mother misunderstood, let her continue to misunderstand.

After all, after laying the groundwork for so long, this is also a way to convince my mother.

"Don't, what did others say?" Qin Huairu's eyes were red, and his face, which was already pale from the cold, was even bloodless at this moment.

"Mom, it's other people's business to say what others like, but our family must be independent and stop sucking blood on others."

Jia Geng finally spoke his mind.

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