Chapter 136 Brilliant Chapter: There are only zero and countless times of domestic violence
He stood downstairs in the unit with a shocked look on his face, not realizing what happened for a long time.
After all, outside of the script, Su Ziwei's father is a cultural man and would never do such a gaffe.
After Qu Haoyan spent several minutes digesting that the other person was his father in this world, he opened his mobile wallet.
One thousand yuan. He is a poor student now. Where did he get one thousand yuan?
The figure fifty-six yuan and eighty cents in the balance stood there clearly.
What would happen if he didn't make money? Anyway, he only got the money to drink and gamble! Qu Haoyan decided to let him go tonight and go home first.
After climbing the stairs back home, Qu Haoyan felt a little dazed as soon as he opened the door. Although he had seen this 30-square-meter house outside the drama, but it took him a while to accept that this was his home now.
I haven't reacted yet.
The room was only thirty square meters, and everything was piled together. There was a quilt on the sofa, and he slept on the sofa at night. But at a glance, the room was not much better. A camp bed was much harder than the sofa.
At this moment, my mother is in the kitchen preparing materials for setting up the stall tomorrow morning.
Qu Haoyan suddenly felt a trace of inexplicable anger in his heart.
How much money can his mother earn from serving pancakes every day? One thousand yuan, why not give it to her mother but to her alcoholic father? What kind of fallacy is this?
Even if you go to an Internet cafe to make money by doing live broadcasts, the money you earn should be given to your mother!
"My son is back?"
Mom didn't know when she discovered Qu Haoyan's movements, "Are you making up for class tonight?"
"Well." Qu Haoyan threw his schoolbag on the sofa in a sulky tone, "I'm going to take a shower first."
He threw his cell phone on the table and went to take a shower, completely unaware that the phone kept ringing after that...
After washing for a full thirty minutes, Qu Haoyan came out of the bathroom. The bathroom was cramped and humid, and he almost couldn't breathe. It wasn't until he opened the bathroom door and breathed in a breath of cold air that he felt alive.
Already.
At this time, his mother had already prepared a midnight snack and brought it to him - a bowl of rice, a bowl of real chicken soup with old hens, and a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
"High school students should take more supplements to keep their bodies healthy," his mother said, picking up a spoon and filling his bowl with soup. "You like to eat chicken soup with rice the most, so eat more."
Chicken soup with rice...
Qu Haoyan looked gloomy and didn't say a word, but his heart had long been flooded and turned into a vast ocean.
When he was young, his mother also liked to eat fried rice for him. It is normal for children to like to eat fried rice, but when Su Ziwei was a child, he liked to eat fried rice in chicken soup, which must contain chicken skin and diced chicken legs.
He likes to be fed by his mother. Sometimes when he gets crazy, his mother will chase him and feed him. If he likes to eat, he will stop to take a few bites, and then go play again...
Qu Haoyan picked up the spoon, took a big bite with the soup and rice.
It seemed that there was some kind of providence in the dark, as if he was eating the food cooked by his mother again. Qu Haoyan's throat seemed to be blocked by a huge sourness, but he didn't want to cry in front of his mother at such an old age, so he just
I can eat and put rice into my mouth one bite at a time.
"Oh, please eat slowly, no one will compete with you." My mother said and stood up. At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the house.
To be more precise, not knocking, but——
smash.
Several bang-dong-dong bangs on the door startled both Qu Haoyan and his mother, but then his mother's face darkened.
A man's voice came from outside the door: "Open the door, I know you two are at home! Qu Haoyan, how dare you not answer my call! Your wings are hard, right?"
Qu Haoyan stood up from the sofa in an instant and looked at his mother.
My mother seemed to be pretending to be calm, but her hands began to shake in disobedience.
"Mom, don't be afraid." Qu Haoyan pushed her into the room, "I'll open the door, you stay in the room."
"No!" The mother who had just been pushed into the room came out again, "Son, I know very well who your father is, you-"
Before he finished speaking, the sound of banging on the door suddenly disappeared.
Just when Qu Haoyan thought his father was leaving, there was a sudden sound from the door lock.
"!" Qu Haoyan was stunned, "Why does he have the key?"
My mother panicked: "That's not the key, he's picking the lock!"
Qu Haoyan instantly remembered what Ou Mingjun had said to him, and scenes of beatings, scolding, and domestic violence suddenly played in his mind like a movie.
"Mom, call the police." Qu Haoyan whispered to his mother, "Go into the house and call the police."
"But, he is your father..."
Before my mother could finish her words, the door had already been pried open.
Standing at the door was indeed Qu Haoyan's father. The man's clothes were a little dirty, and it looked like no one had taken care of them. He held a handful of wire in his hand and smiled at the mother and son.
"Okay, ah, Qu Haoyan, do you dare not answer my call?" He took a step forward with his face flushed. Qu Haoyan subconsciously took a step back and protected his mother behind him.
"What are you going to do?" Qu Haoyan looked at the man warily. At this moment, he really couldn't call the man in front of him "father".
Qu Haoyan's father laughed and said, "I asked you to give me money. Where is the money?"
"My son is in school, where does the money come from!" My mother suddenly shouted from behind, "He is about to take the college entrance examination! He has no time to work to make money for you to pay off your debts!"
As soon as my mother finished speaking, Qu Haoyan's father's eyes changed.
I don't know whether it was because he drank too much or was angry, but the corners of his eyes and eyeballs gradually became bloodshot.
"No money? I'm the one who gets beaten when I don't have money... Haoyan, can you bear to see dad get beaten?" He said and took another step closer to Qu Haoyan, "Dad is so old and has debts, you
Don't you pity Dad? Just one thousand yuan...can't you even get out one thousand yuan?"
Qu Haoyan took a deep breath, and tentatively tried to talk to the man in front of him calmly: "It's not that I can't get it out. I can't go to work tonight, and our school will make up for it tonight -"
Before the words of the make-up lesson were spoken, the father in front of him suddenly grabbed a cup on the table and threw it to the ground. His face suddenly changed color, and he suddenly shouted in a loud voice: "Money! You have no money."
Your mother has it!" As he said that, he pushed Qu Haoyan away, faced the woman behind him, grabbed her neck, pushed her to the corner, and shouted, "You sell pancakes?
!You have money! Bring it!”
Qu Haoyan felt that as long as he had grown up, there had never been a moment when he was so angry that he really wanted to kill the person in front of him. The next second, he used all his strength to throw his legs towards the man in the corner.