Song Yan comes home from work. It's still dark at home. Isn't her mother there?

She turned on the light and went to the room. Her mother was still sleeping.

Song Yan pursed her lips. She also said that she would wait for herself to make a good meal. As a result, she didn't do anything.

Of course, she knew that her mother had jet lag just after she came back. She should be tired. But what she said herself, now she hasn't done it. She's more or less disappointed. If she doesn't say it, she doesn't have expectations, she won't be disappointed.

Then you can buy some food when you come back. Now there's nothing.

Song Yan looked at her sleeping mother and didn't want to cook. She took her lunch box and went to the canteen to play.

When she came back from dinner, she found that the light in the room was on. Song Yan walked over and saw Chen Bingqian turning through the drawer. She couldn't help but say, "Mom, what are you looking for?"

"Oh." Chen Bingqian hurriedly pushed back to the drawer, "I didn't find anything. I just looked around. Your father's things are still so neat." Chen Bingqian gave a dry smile.

Although song Yan was puzzled, she didn't ask, "Mom, I'm coming to dinner. I'm coming back."

"Oh, good!" Chen Bingqian answered.

When they started eating, song Yan couldn't help saying, "Mom, you'd better not touch his things when you live in dad's house. He doesn't like others to touch his things."

Because it was a two bedroom suite and there was no spare room, song Yan had one, and Chen Bingqian naturally slept in Song tingshen's room.

"I see!" Chen Bingqian said, "I'm still as lonely as before. I can't move anything. I don't have any baby."

Song Yan looked at her and was a little unhappy. She said so about her father, but she didn't say anything. After all, it was her mother.

"By the way, Yanyan, you said you would get married next year? Who are you working for and in which company? " Chen Bingqian asked.

"He works in a government unit." When it comes to the object, song Yan's face shows a shy look, "his parents are university teachers, and he himself is a section member now."

"Just a section member..." Chen Bingqian snorted, but song Yan heard it. She was a little unhappy. "He's so young. Where can he be a section chief? It's not that you don't know the national conditions of our country. Can you rise to that level without being thirty or forty? "

"I didn't say anything." Chen Bingqian said.

"I've heard that. You just dislike his low position." Song Yan angrily puts down her chopsticks. She hasn't seen her partner. Why should she say he?

"Am I wrong? Parents are just teachers, and they are not a rich family. I don't think he is worthy of you. " Chen Bingqian said.

"Mom, what do I have? I'm not a great beauty. My father is just a doctor. Why don't you match me? They are at least scholarly. " Song Yan is very angry. Now she finds that she is very inconsistent with her mother's three outlooks. Her father won't be like this.

"I do it for you, too! Look at you. You are so young and beautiful. Why don't you find someone with a good family background, or you can find someone with money! " Chen Bingqian said plausibly.

"For my good? For my sake, you wouldn't go back then. I begged you not to divorce your father. Why did you insist on going? " Song Yan's tears fell down.

"Find a rich man? Uncle Wu was not rich back then. What have you got now? Do you still want me to repeat your mistakes? " Song Yan said.

"Pa", Chen Bingqian slapped, "I'm your mother. How can you say that about me?"

"You hit me? Why did you hit me? " Song Yan shouted angrily, "my father hasn't touched me for so many years. Why do you hit me?"

Although song tingshen is usually strict, he never beats his children.

That year, after Guo Xiang helped her block the knife, song Yan also became sensible. Later, her father and daughter never quarreled again, not to mention fighting?

Can't you imagine being beaten by your abandoned mother many years later?

Chen Bingqian was a little flustered when she saw her hysterical daughter. "Yan Yan, I'm sorry, Yan Yan, it's all mom's fault. Mom shouldn't hit you. Mom has a bad temper. Would you forgive mom?"

Song Yan looked at her with tears. When she hit someone, she said she was sorry. Do you have to forgive her?

But what if you don't forgive? Can you drive her out?

"Yan Yan, I'm sorry, you don't want mom. Mom has only you now. If you don't want mom, what will mom do in the future?" Chen Bingqian shed tears and pretended to be poor.

Song Yan held her breath. She used to quarrel with her mother when she was young. At that time, she was not sensible, but why she can quarrel now is not her own problem.

But what can I do with such a mother?

Song Yan felt very tired. "I'm tired and want to rest!"

"You go to rest first and I'll wash the dishes." Chen Bingqian is busy flattering her daughter.

Song Yan entered her room, closed the door and lay on the bed. She had never been so tired.

After eating, Chen Bingqian poured the rest of the food into the trash can, washed the dishes, took out the garbage and threw it away.

When he came to the door, he met Mr. Zhang next door. He looked at Chen Bingqian curiously. I haven't seen this woman. How did he come out of Mr. Song's house?

When Chen Bingqian met someone, she said hello warmly, "Hello!"

"You are..." teacher Zhang asked curiously.

"Oh, I'm Yanyan's mother, song tingshen's daughter-in-law. I just came back from abroad!" Chen Bingqian said with a smile and embarrassed to brush the hair in her ear.

Teacher Zhang's face shows a strange color. Is teacher song's daughter-in-law? I'm going to get married, but the new daughter-in-law I brought today is not you!

Mr. Zhang didn't say much either. He made a ha ha and left.

Chen Bingqian didn't realize it and shouted, "come and sit down when you're free!"

When she returned home after losing the garbage, her daughter's door was still closed. She didn't dare to disturb her. She went to the bathroom to wash herself. After washing, she went back to her room.

I closed the door and went to the office to find something. I didn't even have my divorce certificate passbook. Unexpectedly, song tingshen has learned a lot in recent years. Before, everything was put in the drawer.

Chen Bingqian skimmed her lips. What if she has made some achievements in medicine? Isn't she a poor man? I don't even have a decent house. I still live in this shabby dormitory building.

Song Yan fell asleep after lying on the bed. She woke up more than 12 o'clock and felt a little hungry.

Get up and go to the kitchen to find something to eat, but there's nothing. I played so many meals at night and ate so much, but my mother poured them out?

I quarreled with her at night and didn't eat a few bites. She didn't see it, did she?

Song Yan suddenly feels wronged. Why does her mother always ignore herself and never happen after living with her father for so many years.

She really cried bitterly.

I called my partner and cried before I said anything.

Wan Jingsheng, her object, was half anxious.

"Yan Yan, what's the matter? Where are you now?"

"I'm at home!" Song Yan cried.

"Wait for me, I'll come right away!" Wan Jingsheng said quickly.

When he arrived, song Yan had changed her clothes and waited for him downstairs. As soon as she saw him, she threw herself into his arms and cried wrongfully.