Ding Jianjun was unhappy: "Xiaoli is not back, let her pinch it."

Wang Haixia: "She is drying clothes, and it doesn't work if she has little strength."

Ding Jianjun failed to make a plan, blocked the cover and swayed the book, lied and said, "I'm really not available. The factory has to organize an assessment recently. If I don't hurry up and read the book, I will be fired if I don't get the exam."

Wang Haixia noticed her son's small move to block the cover. Wang Haixia saw it when she passed by the book stall. There were costume figures on the covers of martial arts, either holding a knife, a sword, or making fists, which was different from serious books.

"Just pinch it for five minutes, my mother's shoulders are sore." Wang Haixia said with tears in her eyes.

When Ding Jianjun saw this, he sat up with a tense face.

Wang Haixia had a glimmer of hope again, and she sat in front of her son happily.

Ding Jianjun helped him with great perfunctory help. Wang Haixia counted clearly. After his son pinched him ten times, he asked her to find Xiaoli.

Wang Haixia's hope was shattered again.

Tears flowed silently along his face. Wang Haixia did not dare to look back and left as if nothing had happened.

"Bring it to the door!"

Ding Jianjun looked at her back and shouted unhappily.

Wang Haixia lowered her head and helped her son bring her to the door. Her daughter was in the front yard. Wang Haixia went to the back yard to cover her mouth and cried.

Su Li saw it, and she waited for a few minutes before going to the backyard to find Wang Haixia.

Wang Haixia stood next to the chicken circle.

Su Li carried a small stool and put it on for Wang Haixia to sit on it.

"What are you doing?" Wang Haixia asked in a crying voice.

"Mom is tired for a day, I'll squeeze it for you." Su Li pressed the person down.

Wang Haixia cried again.

Su Li calmly said: "There is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time. Mom, think about how my brother is doing to my dad. He doesn't feel sorry for you if you can make money now. When you get old in the future, it will be useless for him. Will he care about you? When you meet such a ungrateful wolf, you hope that no one will be as good as keeping money yourself. If you hold the money tightly, he will pretend to be a filial son in order to pick money from you."

Wang Haixia slowly stopped crying. Thinking about the grievances she suffered just now at her son, she made a decision.

The author has something to say: Ding Jianjun: Mom, don’t listen to her. Give me money and I will be filial to you.

Wang Haixia: It means that if I don’t give it to you, I will be unfilial?
Chapter completed!