Quick Transmigration: Cub, don’t be afraid, Dad is here

Chapter 37

Chen Moyan was relieved by Cheng Xin's change. He was always afraid that her state would affect the children.

I dare not say that she is not good, for fear that she will have postpartum depression or something.

When she gave birth, it was not convenient for Cheng's mother to accompany her because of her poor health.

So Chen Moyan and Yunfei accompanied her the whole time, two big men, there is always some inconvenience.

The confinement center's service is very considerate, but they are only responsible for taking care of her body, so if there is something uncomfortable in her heart, they don't understand very well.

Many years later, Chen Moyan, who was over fifty years old, was sitting on the hospital bed, looking at his father who was so old that he couldn't look young.

My heart was full of grief, as if time had returned to the night when I sent my mother away.

Cheng Xin thoughtfully took the three sons out of the ward, leaving the last time to the father and son.

Yunfei's consciousness is a little fuzzy, his memory seems to be confused, the son in front of him is also old enough to be a grandfather, but he seems to see Xiao Moyan.

"Xiaoyan, smile more, talk more, Dad doesn't like your gloomy and downcast appearance, children should be sunny and cheerful."

"Dad." Chen Moyan's voice was much older.

"Hey, Dad is here. When Dad gets better, take Xiaoyan to buy building blocks to play with. I heard that there is a new one coming out." Yun Fei's eyes were a little distracted.

"Dad, thank you!" Chen Moyan whispered sadly in his ear, "Thank you for coming and saving my life and my mother's life."

Hearing these words, Yunfei closed his eyes peacefully, with a smile still on his face.

"Dad!" The man couldn't restrain the painful and subdued cry, which sounded in the ward.

"dad!"

"grandfather…"

Zhang Yuezhen and the children outside the door also pushed the door in, crying bitterly.

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My life - gray and hazy.

My name is Chen Moyan. I have a cowardly and miserable mother and an alcoholic and violent father.

I pity my mother, hate my father, and I have been suppressing the monster in my heart.

It's screaming all the time, telling me to kill that man, and I know I can't do that.

This is a society ruled by law, I cannot commit crimes, I can be covered in mud, but I cannot touch the bottom line.

I also called the police, but each time it ended with my father sincerely admitting his mistakes and my mother bitterly forgiving.

I know the reason why my mother compromised, because of me!She hoped that I could study hard, get ahead, and escape from that small, dark rented room full of alcohol and violence.

However, I let her down...

I failed to study hard, my heart was unstable, I was worried about the hopelessness of tuition fees for the next semester, I felt sorry for her who worked hard from morning to night to suffer for me, and hated my background.

When I was young, I often thought, would my mother be happier without me?And I can be free...

My mother died unexpectedly, and the man went to jail, and everyone looked at me with sympathy.

Their remarks ranged from reviling their fathers to hating their mothers.

"It's okay if this kind of domestic violence man is willing to marry. After being beaten so many times, he called the police for mediation and still hasn't divorced. Isn't this a masochist!"

"That's why it is said that poor people must have something to hate."

"It's just a pity that their son's clothes are turning white after washing. Now that he has no parents, how will he live in the future!"

"What a pity. With such parents, what do you think their children can be? I heard that they often fight with others and like to steal."

"It's true that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and sons born to mice can make holes."

I have no power to refute these rumors, nor do I want to refute them.

The house where someone died was not clean. The landlord cursed our family, threw all their things out, and kicked me out too.

"I'm really unlucky. When I meet a family like yours, get out! Get out of here quickly. If you weren't young, I would have made you compensate me for the loss." The landlady looked at the place where he was standing with disgrace. Spit out.

"Don't let me see you again, Sangmenxing."

I silently picked up my mother's things, as for the man's, I threw them all into the trash can.

I took my luggage, settled down on a bench in the park, washed in the public restroom, and ate with the money left in my hand before my mother passed away.

When I meet acquaintances, they will always point and point, either saying that I am a thief, or calling me the son of a murderer.

Only the proprietress where my mother worked odd jobs, sympathized with me, and gave me some manual work for me to do. The money is not too much, and it is enough for me to eat.

Later, I went to see that man once. He was very excited when he saw me and asked me to save some money for him. He lives in it, and it is very difficult to live without money.

I laughed when I heard this, and in his shocked eyes, I said the most vicious words to him, "Knowing that you are having a bad time makes me happy.

You don't think, in my heart, you are my father, do you?No, day and night I want to finish you in the middle of the night.

I am your child!Why do you think I am simple, honest and obedient?
I'm as bad as you are.

Make a good transformation, if you feel bitter, then go to hell, I won't come to see you again. "

I turned and left under Chen Wenxue's vicious curses, and he was controlled by the police and sent back to the cell.

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After leaving the prison, I was not in a good mood. I was bored and drunk again.

Walking by the river, blowing the wind, in fact, I would not have stumbled, but I was thinking about it at the time.

If I die in the river, can I wash off the dirt on my body and be reborn in a normal family in my next life as a clean person?
So my foot is empty...

When I woke up again and heard the storm outside the window, I was a little dazed.

The light of the night light allowed me to see clearly the face of the person who hugged me to sleep. It was a familiar face when I dreamed back at midnight.

Mother, mother when she was young...

What was in my mind at that time?I thought that God is really unfair, I am dead, and I have to go back to this home and experience it all over again.

The pain of Ling Chi is nothing more than that.

However, what happened afterwards, everything deviated from memory.

Dad has set up a stall to start a business, and he will give his mother a lot of living expenses every month. Mom no longer worries about money, and the smile on her face is getting brighter and brighter.

There is no smell of alcohol on that man's body. He loves to be clean. He takes care of himself neatly every day. There is always only a scent of soap on his body.

He will take us out to play, plan to save money to buy a house, send me to school, worry that I will be bullied by my classmates, and buy me toys.

Will make mother happy, will accompany us considerately, will patiently enlighten us when we are in a bad mood...

The first Superman he gave me was a week after I was reborn, and I put it on my bedside, he thought I liked Superman.

Later, whenever there was a new model, she would buy it for me. My mother felt distressed and said it was a waste of money.

He always said with a smile: "I make money just to make you two happy."

In fact, he doesn't know that what I like is not Superman, but because he is like a warrior, who has devoted himself to me and my mother without complaint or regret.

Fearlessly propped up a bright sky for them, as if with him, my mother and I can do whatever we want.

He still noticed it, so the gift he gave later turned into assembly building blocks. Look, he is always so reassuring, and he only has me and my mother in his heart.

(End of this chapter)