Rebirth of a genius: A female highschool student from waste material

Chapter 23

    Nie Qiu calmly turned off the gas stove, and slowly walked to Nie Aifang's side, "Mom..." She knew that she would definitely reveal her stuff now.

    Nie Aifang asked Nie Qiu to lower his head, and strip away the hair on the top of Nie Qiu's head near the back of his head. There, the place that was previously covered by some hair in the front was exposed, and a bald nail that was so big was exposed, and the blood had already condensed. , Coated with transparent ointment. And on the front of Nie Qiu's forehead, there was also a bald spot with the big fingernails, but Nie Qiu split his hair diagonally and covered it, and this place was where Nie Qiu's forehead bleeds when he was fighting.

    As soon as

    Nie Qiu wanted to look up, he heard Nie Aifang's sobbing, "Qiuqiu, does it hurt?" Nie Qiu shook his head reluctantly, and looked at Nie Aifang with a smile and said: "It doesn't hurt, Mom, I don't hurt."

    Nie Qiu said. After speaking, Nie Aifang covered her face and started crying, "All bullying me, all bullying us! Why are all bullying us!" She died of a man, and when she was in her hometown, everyone bullied her family without a man, everyone talked and ran. She, she endured, and took her daughter away from home. The only time she went back was when others said she was doing a dry cleaning in a big city. She had no words to excuse and never went back.

    This time her daughter was beaten and admitted to the hospital. She also knew that it was not her daughter's fault. She couldn't help but blame herself, blame herself for uselessness, and couldn't let her daughter lead a better life.

    Nie Qiu was stunned, looked at the distressed Nie Aifang, and gently hugged Nie Aifang's shoulder, "Mom, I don't hurt, it really doesn't hurt, Mom, don't cry, don't cry." This sad woman , How many wrongs have you suffered? In such a big city, how many setbacks and exclusions have you suffered? She can't know, only knows that this woman can't restrain such grievances now. Although, as she said, a lot of money was made today, more than the previous two days and three days.

    In fact, no matter how much money he made today, Nie Qiu's injury was a blow to Nie Aifang.

    Nie Aifang leaned her head on Nie Qiu's shoulder, and could no longer suppress the grievance and indignation in her heart, crying loudly.

    Her heart was very painful and heavy. Nie Qiu had to hold this fragile person tightly. She once thought that she was unfortunate, without parents by her side, and had never received the love of her parents, but she only realized it now. It turns out that there is still more unfortunate than her in this world.

    In fact, everyone's life will have more or less unsatisfactory. The poor and the rich, but they are all human beings. If they are human, they will have her emotions and his dissatisfaction. But in any case, we should face it firmly.

    Nie Aifang was very tired from crying. After letting go of Nie Qiu, she went back to her room and went to bed. Nie Qiu fetched water, took it into the house, twisted the kerchief, washed Nie Aifang's face, and wiped it off her face. He then took off Nie Aifang's shoes, soaked Nie Aifang's feet in hot water, and gently rubbed them.

    Nie Qiu knew that Nie Aifang was not asleep, otherwise she would not cooperate with her actions. She didn't know how to comfort this fragile woman, but what Nie Qiu knew was that there was no emotion that could replace her daughter's filial piety and love to her mother, believing in herself This move can cheer up this woman.

    After washing her feet for Nie Aifang, Nie Qiu drew the quilt for Nie Aifang, turned off the light, and exited the room. After she cleaned up and washed herself, it was already two o'clock in the morning. She adjusted the alarm clock at six o'clock and fell asleep with a yawn. .

    Shaking, Nie Aifang sat up, crying, and took out her cell phone from under the pillow, "Hey, Aiwen, it's me, I'm my sister."

    Nie Aiwen turned on the bedside lamp, took the phone and glanced at his sleeping wife, and stood up. Come, open the curtain by the bed.

  "Sister, you haven’t slept so late? It’s two o’clock in the morning, I said, you have to take a good rest, why don’t you listen? How’s it going? The work I introduced you is doing well. Isn’t the boss embarrassing you?"

    Nie Aifang suppressed the choking in his throat and said with a smile: "I’m doing a good job, the boss is very good, and the salary has not been deducted, Aiwen, I’ll call you this time... ...I want to...I want to..."

    "Is it lack of money again?" Nie Aiwen couldn't help but smile, "Sister, why are you hesitating when you talk to me? I'm the one who leads you, let's talk! How much is it? Is Qiuqiu sick again?"

    "Nie Aiwen, if you dare to lend money to their family again, I will divorce you immediately!" As soon as Nie Aiwen finished speaking, he heard his wife sitting up in bed. Here, Chen Yanxiang, who is wearing sexy pajamas with suspenders, has half-shouldered, quite sexy.

    Obviously, this sentence was also heard by Nie Aifang, Nie Aifang smiled bitterly: "Aiwen, I'm sorry, I disturbed you to sleep, you rest early, I also want to go to bed, you take care of your body, goodbye." After speaking, Nie Aifang held it down. The red button hung up the phone, covered his face, and couldn't help crying again.

    "Hey, elder sister, elder sister!" Nie Aiwen heard a beep from the microphone and yelled twice. Seeing no one responded, he knew that Nie Aifang had hung up the phone. He pressed call back and kept calling several times. Second, no one answered at first, and finally turned off.

    Nie Aiwen threw the phone onto the bed, "I tell you Chen Yan, although I join your Chen family, I am still a man. I was brought up by my sister. The eldest sister is like a mother. You don’t agree with me. I’m not allowed to help my elder sister after receiving the house. I’ve never seen a woman like you, femme-hearted! Okay! Are you going to divorce? Just leave! Who is afraid of whom? Lao Tzu has long been I want to divorce you and be enslaved by your father and mother all day long. Do you think I'm rare in your family property?"

    Chen Yan heard what Nie Aiwen said and got up from the bed, "Nie Aiwen, you guys Bastard, don't think I didn't know that you found a mistress outside. You want to get a divorce, no way! What you wear and what you hold in your hand are all belonging to my Chen family. If you didn't have my Chen family, what would you have? You have nothing!"

    "It's funny." Nie Aiwen snorted coldly. "Just now you said that you want to get a divorce, and now you say it's me. I'm just now. If you think about it, let your lawyer handle the divorce. I Let’s go now!”

    Nie Aiwen took off his clothes, even his underwear, and threw it on the bed naked, “I don’t want to wear your stuff! I don’t want any underwear.” He said. I walked to the closet, took out a worker's outfit from the bottom of the closet, put it on my body, and turned to leave.

    "Nie Aiwen, dare you!" Chen Yan yelled out of voice.

    Nie Aiwen didn't turn his head back, turned and left. Door-to-door son-in-law is not easy to do. He has to please his wife, father-in-law, mother-in-law, and even his own children anytime and anywhere.

    Once, he thought about how to educate his children, but he didn't expect that as long as he loses his temper a little bit, his father-in-law will scold him. He... after so many years, he doesn't look like a man! He has had enough!

    Chen Yan grabbed the quilt, wrapped it around her body, and chased it out, "Nie Aiwen, don't forget, we still have a child! Don't you even want a child?"

    "Such a bully, let you leave it to you!" It's not that he is ruthless, but... he can't afford such a bully.

    His son, the cost of a month's toys, is a year's living expenses for an ordinary migrant worker. Although he has the confidence to start from scratch, he does not have the confidence to raise his children well.