mtl008 Chapter 200 Who is the Son
Chapter 200 Who is the Son
Andoxian held his books in his hands, endured the time, and finally the school was over.
He pulled out his schoolbag and threw it over his shoulder, said hurriedly to Luo, "I'll tell you tomorrow," and ran out of the classroom and headed straight for the elevator.
Squeezed in the crowd, his mind was in a mess. For a moment he was thinking about how to talk to his mother when he returned, and for a moment he wondered if the person in front of him had noticed something, otherwise why would he keep looking back at him?
With this mood, he became more and more nervous and took bigger steps.
He was so impatient to see his mother that he didn't even look up when he passed by a large supermarket stocked with new goods.
Until I took the elevator back upstairs and saw my door.
Pushing away, "Mom!"
The 20-square-meter house has a simple layout and only one bedroom separated by a wall.
There was no sign of mother Liu Qin in the living room, but the ground was littered with unidentified objects with a foul smell.
An Duoxian looked unhappy and tried to walk in clean places to avoid getting stains on the soles of his shoes and affecting his school tomorrow.
Open all the doors and windows in the house to ventilate and remove the smell, then go to the bedroom.
When the curtain was lifted, a stomach-churning fishy stench mixed with the smell of alcohol hit me in the face.
Caught off guard, he inhaled the gas into his lungs and his face turned green. He subconsciously stepped back, but his feet slipped and he staggered and almost fell backwards.
I held onto the wall to steady myself, feeling the disgusting sticky sensation coming from the soles of my shoes.
Andoxian's temples were throbbing.
In the bedroom, Father Anfeng was lying drunk on the ground, his face tilted to the side, with a large pool of vomit in front of him, and he was completely unconscious.
Where does his contribution get the money to buy wine?
Didn’t he promise last time that he would never drink again, and even transferred all his contribution points to Mom in front of me?
Andoxian suppressed his nausea and looked at the vomit.
Several complete fish eyes float on top...
Fish is the cheapest food nowadays.
Based on my understanding of him, it is impossible that he was drinking alone. Could it be that the other party was treating him?
I guess that's it.
He has treated others to drinks so many times, anyone with a bit of courtesy would have reciprocated.
Andoxian put the matter behind him and looked at the soles of his shoes with a frown.
It's really...disgusting!
He skipped to the door, took out a book that he had hardly read from his schoolbag, and tore it to clean up the dirt.
There are many people coming and going during this period.
Everyone who passed by would be attracted by his actions, and would look back every few steps in shock.
What a loser!
That was bought with contribution points!
Andoxian knew what their expressions were without even looking up. He felt disdainful but also a little proud.
This group of uneducated country bumpkins thought this book was very valuable.
Little did he know that he was making the best use of it, as other students just threw it into the trash can...
As I was thinking about it, my vision darkened.
"Son! What are you doing? Why are you tearing up such a good book?"
Liu Qin picked it up with a look of heartache and turned it over and over again.
"It's just that the soles of your shoes are dirty. Just take them off and leave them there until I come back to wash them. There's no need to tear up the book! You kid—"
"Mom! You've been tired all day, go in and have a rest first."
Being scolded in front of so many people, Andoxian felt somewhat embarrassed, but at least he knew to go home and tell everyone if he had anything to say, so as not to let the neighbors see the fun.
"...Okay, let's go inside first."
Liu Qin threw his homemade shoulder bag behind him, held his arm with one hand, carried his shoes and books with the other, and the first thing he did when he got home was to close the door.
An Duoxian moved a stool and sat far away. Apart from stopping her from closing the window, he said nothing else.
Liu Qin turned around and saw vomit everywhere in the house and frowned.
"Son, why don't you go to your classmate's house and play first while Mom packs up these things."
If it were usual, Andoxian would definitely go out happily because Liu Qin would give him 200 contribution points and let him and his classmates buy some food and drinks.
Such times rarely happened, after all, our family was not rich.
But now, he shook his head.
"No shoes."
Liu Qin looked at the shoes in her hand and said, "Mom will wash them for you right away. Just bear with me for a while."
She put down her bag, took out the foot basin, poured some water into it, dipped it in shoe-washing powder and began to scrub gently.
She is much quieter than before...
Andoxian glanced towards the bedroom, thoughtfully.
"Mom, how much subsidy is left for this month?"
Liu Qin used too much force with his hands, and the shoe brush rubbed across the shoe surface and hit the surface of the basin. "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"
"Is it not spent?"
"No, how could that be? I have kept them all well."
Having said that, Liu Qin never raised her head once. She seemed to be very busy and picked up the basin of dirty water and went out.
This evasive attitude aroused Andoxian's suspicion.
When Liu Qin came back after pouring the water, she put the shoe at An Duoxian's feet, half squatted, looked up at him and said, "Don't worry, no matter who is missing, I can't do without you. You are the most important in my heart."
"Oh." Andoxian grabbed her arm, "Then transfer the balance to me and let me see it."
"This……"
As soon as Liu Qin hesitated, An Duoxian understood what was going on.
He couldn't suppress his anger, "You gave him money again, didn't you? Didn't you agree to hide it from him?!"
"Shh..." Liu Qin waved his hands quickly, "Keep your voice down! Don't let your dad hear it, or there will be another fuss."
"Nao nao nao, is he the son or am I the son? What father would behave like him?"
"Duoxian! You can't say that about your dad!"
"Why not? Are you afraid that he will get up and beat you? Mom, I'm grown up now. You were afraid before because I was still young, but what about now? Am I still young? I don't understand what you are afraid of!"
Andoxian became more and more excited as he spoke. He raised the shoes he was about to put on high up, as if he was going to throw them to the ground to vent his anger.
But when he was about to let go, he caught sight of something on the ground and angrily stuffed his foot into his shoe.
The voices of the two people were getting louder and louder, and Anfeng in the inner room was woken up, making rustling noises.
Liu Qin became nervous and quickly signaled him to stop talking.
Andoxian shut his mouth in frustration.
An Feng yelled incoherently: "Brother, fill my glass! Drink!"
Then there was a thud, and the inner room became silent, and soon a deafening snoring sound was heard.
Liu Qin quietly went over, lifted the door curtain and peeked inside. Seeing that he was asleep, he returned to An Duoxian and advised him earnestly:
"Son, please don't say that again. It makes people laugh! After all, he is your father. There is no such thing as a son hitting his father in this beehive!
"You will have a great future, so don't worry about this. Just study hard. Nothing else has anything to do with you!"
After hearing this, Andoxian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and for a moment he didn't know whether he was more angry or more aggrieved.