Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

He shook his head subconsciously and rubbed his black head: "It's okay, not too tired. () Xiao Guoguo, why do you ask that?" Was she so obvious?

Yin Guo tried his best to free his head from her grasp, and simply held her hand to prevent her from petting him like a puppy. He raised his head and stared into Yin Yanyan's eyes. Suddenly Shi Potian said in shock: "Mom, are you going to do this again?"

Guoguo, please find a father!"

Yin Yanyan paused her fingers slightly and opened her eyes wide: "Baby, did someone say something to you? Are you being bullied?!"

People often say that children of single parents are easily discriminated against. Could it be that my son has also encountered it?[

"No way! If they want to be bullied, I bully them, so no one dares to bully me." Yin Guo looked disdainful.

Well, that's right. Her son has been learning Taekwondo from her since he was a child. The little guy is very sinister, so he shouldn't be bullied.

Yin Yanyan felt relieved and lazily turned over: "Then why do you want a father? Our little life is quite nourishing."

"But...but it's very tiring for you to make money alone. Their parents bear the burden of the family together." Yin Guo grabbed Yin Yanyan's hand.

Yin Yanyan's hands were a little rough, with thin calluses on her palms, and even traces of frostbite on the back of her hands.

They had not had a good life in the past few years. Although Yin Yanyan went to University A, she did not graduate and did not receive her diploma.

It is difficult to find a decent job without a degree and with a child.

She worked in a factory, as a delivery person, and even as a small worker at a construction site.

After I saved some capital, I started selling clothes.

Of course, with a small profit, she couldn't afford to rent a storefront, so she could only work as a roadside stall...

The originally pampered, snow-white and tender little hands had developed thick calluses at that time, and were as cold as little carrots in winter.

Until she met Jun Mu, a noble man and a bitch, and became his assistant, her life became better.

Yin Guo caressed the thin calluses on his mother's palms with his little hands. He could see all the hard work his mother had done over the years.

But he is still too young and can't help with anything. He can only make himself more independent and more independent to reduce the burden on his mother...

"Mom, I think Uncle Jun is very good. The last time the water pipe was broken, he fixed it..." Yin Guo began to change her career to be a matchmaker, trying her best to sell her mother out.

The corners of Yin Yanyan's lips twitched and she looked at her son with a plaintive look on her face: "You brat, you don't want to support me in the future!"

"How can there be?! From now on, I will definitely support my mother and let her live a comfortable life, with luxury cars and mansions, and everything she wants." Yin Guo clenched her fist.

What a great ambition!

Yin Yanyan laughed and hugged her son into her arms with great emotion: "That's enough, I know my son has a future! Okay, mom is waiting for Xiao Guoguo's famous car and mansion! Well, it's getting late, go to bed." [

"But, mom..." Yin Guo wanted to say more.

Yin Yanyan tightened her arms and yawned loudly: "Baby, there's nothing left. Go to sleep. It's getting late. Mom has to work early tomorrow..."

Turning off the bedside lamp, the street lights outside shone through the curtains, making the room dark and dim...

Yin Guo finally fell asleep, but Yin Yanyan was no longer sleepy. A train rumbled past not far away, causing the building to tremble slightly.

This building is close to the train track and is an old house. It is naturally different from the garden house she lived in back then.