Ye Zi came out of the gate and walked directly to the small street next to the poor street. Because Ye Zi lived in dilapidated rented rooms in the slums, almost the people living here could almost be judged as poor, while the streets near Ye Zi's house were relatively financially capable of buying cars.

At this time, there were pedestrians hurrying home for dinner in the street. Several cars were parked on both sides of the street. These cars were Ye Zi’s targets for this trip. Ye Zi wanted to try how powerful his power was, and there were no weight in his room.

Ye Zi walked to a woman's red car with a pace. Ye Zi looked at whether there were any pedestrians nearby. Then he walked to the rear of the car, and his palm was on the rear of the car, and his strength went from small to large. The rear wheel of the red car slowly rose from the road close to the oil road. If you look at it from the ground, the black rubber wheels rose from sea level bit by bit. If the school Young Pioneers raised the national flag, they would generally be slow first and then fast.

The power of Ye Zi lifting the rear tail flower of the car seemed not the limit of her ability, as if Ye Zi had endless power on her arms. This huge force made the poor car pick up by Ye Zi like a dumbbell for training. If the car was a woman, after Ye Zi was so troubled, she would have sprayed a long time ago!

Ye Zi was still not satisfied, and he moved around like a brick, making a big deal: the heroic spirit of waving it out immediately, but it was pitiful to this beautiful lady car. Several layers of paint were slid in Ye Zi's ignorant play, called "disguised"! Of course, in addition to disguised, there were even some traces of depth left, called "disguised" in the abbreviation: plastic surgery!

The owner of the red car came back and found the painful appearance of his beloved car. He immediately turned into a shrew and scolded in the street, bursting out loud and fluctuating each other, covering each other! The street that had been screaming and scolding for more than ten minutes was so fierce. Of course, this is a story later!

As the person involved, Ye Zi didn't know that there was such a shrew curse. At this time, he was learning to control his powerful power. Like a child, a good child, he learned how to use a pair of chopsticks to eat and pick up food when he was a child. There was a pair of broken chopsticks on the table. If he was a slight accident, he would probably have to change another pair of chopsticks. Ye Zi didn't want to destroy all the few chopsticks in the house.

On the dining table, there were two vegetables, a bowl of rice and a large portion of vegetables to soak in soup. This was Ye Zi’s first meal after she was discharged from the hospital. The simple dishes on the table were from Ye Zi for more than ten years - two dishes and one soup.

In more than ten years, there is only a portion of greasy, sweet and delicious pork on Saturdays or Sundays a week. The braised pork taste every time allows the leaf taste buds to fully enjoy the refreshing taste and greasy fragrance of the shredded pork.

Ye Zi had reason to fully doubt whether there was any pork to eat this Saturday. After all, the huge expenses for 15 days of hospitalization were spent. For a poor family, how could this be said to be poor?

A powerful force will drive powerful people to find jobs that their power can correspond to, and Ye Zi is like this at this time. He is now thinking about how to share the work of his mother raising him, and at least he can say goodbye to the fixed pattern of two dishes and one soup in front of him for more than ten years.

Ye Zi looked at the two bowls placed on the table and fell into thinking!

You can tell from two bowls and chopsticks that Ye Zi has only two people eating at home. As for Ye Zi's personal father, he heard from his mother that he died in a car accident, all Ye Zi was raised by his beautiful mother and worked hard to grow up from childhood. Now Ye Zi has graduated from high school, and now Ye Zi is old because he should support this family.

"Mom, I want to go to work!" Ye Zi picked up the bowl, lay down on the rice, and ate the meal in his mouth, looking up at his mother who was eating.

"No! You can't bear it!" The mother held a vegetable in her mouth and swallowed it and replied to Ye Zi. This was because her mother had already expressed her attitude.

"Mom, I'm not young anymore. The classmates and children I played with when I was a child have already climbed on the ground." Ye Zi put the bowl on the table, put the chopsticks on it, and shook his head at his mother to show that he was no longer the child in her eyes.

The poor children are early on becoming a family.

"You have just recovered from a serious illness!"

The mother looked like her son who was a child's father, who was just a 70% mold. She stopped eating gracefully and thought about the problem of Ye Zi seriously.

"I can find some easy jobs!"

Ye Zi's unyielding spirit was extremely effective, and he was ready to roll up his wrist and double his sleeves - on the long-lasting theoretical warfare.

But the mother's answer next made Ye Zi's energy punch into the cotton.

"Can!"

The mother's simple answer shocked Ye Zi's chin, who was about to argue for a long time. Unexpectedly, the mother who had protected herself under her mother's wings since childhood actually agreed without hesitation. This made Ye Zi confused. When she was a child, her mother held herself in her mouth and was afraid of melting her, and she held her in her hands for fear of pain, so she could let Ye Zi leave his sight and go out to work.

"Mom, why?"

Ye Zi's question marks were filled with Ye Zi's ordinary-looking face.

"Because you have grown up!" The mother stared at Ye Zi, the face that looked like a little man, said gently.

The mother's answer is still short like Ye Zi's question, but the mother's words reveal the mother's reluctance and worries about Ye Zi, but the child must eventually learn to grow up and face this complex society independently.

This hierarchy is strictly a society where the smell of rotten money is everywhere.

"Mom, I think it's really not in line with your identity and temperament when you were born in the countryside. I think you should live in a big city and live in a rich and rich life. Mom, you are so beautiful, why don't you choose those rich chambers of commerce that can be hundreds of millions of dollars at any time, but choose my dad as a poor person?"

Ye Zi looked at the beautiful mother in front of her with pure eyes. Her temperament and beauty were probably a row of men who would bow their backs and relieve their weight for such a beautiful woman.

Ye Zi is proud of having a beautiful mother. Although the object he has been ridiculed by his classmates since he was a child, he is ridiculed as the child his mother met in the trash can.

"Because your dad is handsome! He deeply attracts me."

When my mother talked about my father, there was a flash of light in her black eyes, which was moving. This light was the look of every girl who fell in love. Ye Zi had seen it in the eyes of her female classmates before, and this was Ye Zi's incomprehensible eyes.

"Mom, are you sure my dad is very handsome?" Ye Zi said it in a slight way, but the word handsome aggravated his tone, as if he was questioning his mother who showed sweet love for the matter.

For this reason, Ye Zi also pointed at her ordinary face, with an expression that you want to prove it well. Let me ask which mother has beautiful and powerful genes, and even an ordinary father, the son she gave birth to should be somewhat handsome!

But Ye Zi’s reputation as a woman since she was a child can prove that Ye Zi is really not handsome!

"Your mom is picky!"

The mother looked a little dissatisfied with Ye Zi's questioning expression, questioning that her father was not a good child's attitude. This was contrary to the mother's wish to cultivate Ye Zi's mission into a good child since she was a child.

"Mom, how great it would be if I had a look like you!"

Ye Zi looked at his mother's beautiful face seriously. Although his youthful face had grown old at this time, his facial features and fair skin still made his mother full of charm. Ye Zi often looked at his face that was not as good as his mother at all with a palm-sized mirror, which made Ye Zi very upset!

After all, there is a law that cannot be violated in a world - this world is a world that looks at the appearance, let alone the age of ignorant students.

There are a large group of beauties around handsome boys. There is no such thing as a beauty around boys like Ye Zi, but only the beauty can avoid being separated!

"No, you are wrong! It makes people love and hate deeply when they look like your father!" The mother shook her head and denied Ye Zi's statement. Ye Zi looked at her seriously. Ye Zi knew that her mother was talking very seriously at this time!

"I agree with it unforgettable, but I don't agree with it, love and hate it!" Ye Zi held her lips and lips together. Her 20-year-old girl insulator proved that she didn't look good, so it was unforgettable.

"Have a meal!"

The mother found that she could not change her baby son's thoughts, so she didn't want to continue discussing this topic. In the mother's heart, Ye Zi looked the same handsome as his father, deeply attracted her and made her love two men, one was her lover; the other was her baby son.

“It’s really delicious.”

The leaves were clamped with oily green vegetables and put them in their mouths. They ate happily, feeling the faint fragrance of lard, their eyes were black and satisfied, and they showed a row of white teeth.

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Chapter completed!