Chapter 247

Wen Huihui got a piece of dust from her father and was taught a lesson by her father. She left the dance hall indignantly and remembered that if her father didn't give it, she could find her mother.

She took the bus to a shabby alley entrance. The sky was dark and the lane was narrow, with intricate wires on top of it. There were also bamboo poles for drying clothes outside the windows. It was a slum.

Wen Huihui is very contemptuous of this. She has never been back since her parents divorced.

To a small door, she raised her feet, stairs narrow upstairs, someone down, she would be side staggered, she hated to cover her nose, endure all this, went up the third floor.

Knocking on the door, a soft voice quickly came from inside: "who is it?"

When the door opened, Lin Xiulan, wearing an apron, appeared at the door. Seeing Wen Huihui, she was so excited that she burst into tears. Her daughter didn't like to be close to her. After she divorced her father, her daughter never came back to see her. Only she went to school to send her food and pocket money.

Now that her daughter is finally willing to see her, how can she not be excited?

Lin Xiulan asked Wen Huihui to go in. The room was very small and was partitioned into rooms and halls by bamboo curtains. However, the room was clean and fresh. Lin Xiulan was so excited that she couldn't help herself. She said with a smile, "Huihui, mom can make you orange soda, OK?"

Wen Huihui said without expression: "it was in summer. Who drinks this now?"

Lin Xiulan was a little flustered. There was no favorite food and drink for the children in the family. She quickly took out a handkerchief from her pocket, opened it, took out a five yuan note from it and put it into Wen Huihui's hand: "there is no delicious food at home. When you go to your father's place later, you can buy some food on the way, eh?"

Wen Huihui raised her hand, took a look at the five yuan in her hand and snorted, "Mom, do you want to send me for five yuan?"

Lin Xiulan was stunned for a moment: "what What? "

Wen Huihui sat down on the bench next to her and looked up at her mother: "you divorced dad for six years. You haven't spent much money on me, have you?"

Lin Xiulan stammered. In fact, although she usually pays her daughter only a few yuan, she still gives more frequently. In fact, she gives a lot of money.

She works in an iron and steel factory, and her salary is very small. She also points out that she can give so much.

She kept rubbing her hands and looking at Wen Huihui with guilt: "my mother's leader told her that she might have to raise her salary at the end of the year. Now my mother doesn't have much spare money. In the future..."

Wen Huihui was impatient: "don't be later, you give me 150 yuan, I have urgent need."

She's too lazy to pretend.

Lin Xiulan was surprised: "Huihui, you are a student. Why do you want so much money?"

Wen Huihui frowned: "you say you give or not?"

Lin Xiulan's fingers trembled: "Mom can't take out so much money for a while. As you know, your grandmother is in poor health, your aunt is unfilial, and her mother is paying for the medical expenses."

Wen Huihui rolled her eyes and said, "OK, OK, I'll talk to me about your difficulties. I won't look for you in the future, will you? Don't visit me at school any more. "

Dressed so shabby, was seen by her classmates, she could not explain.

After that, she turned around and walked outside the door. Lin Xiulan was flustered and held her tightly: "Huihui, can mom give you tomorrow?"

Wen Huihui showed a proud look.