After severing ties, the cold-blooded family regretted it

Chapter 189 The boy’s self-esteem!

"Xiaojun, I don't think I have offended you in any way, right?" Gu Chi asked good-temperedly.

Xiaojun was sitting on the sofa, eating potato chips and watching TV without even raising his head.

The only sound in the living room was the echoing sound of the TV, mixed with Xiaojun's laughter.

Gu Chi just felt that he was asking for trouble, so he turned around and went upstairs.

Sitting in the study, looking at the program that still has not been restored.

Tomorrow is the last day. If it cannot be restored, then this app may be completely finished.

Suddenly, there was a quarrel downstairs.

Gu Chi originally didn't want to pay attention to it, but the voice became louder and louder, so he frowned and stood up.

Downstairs, Xiaojun, who was half a head taller than Aunt Wu, was confronting his mother, Aunt Wu.

"Can you please speak a little more quietly?" Aunt Wu deliberately lowered her voice and spoke to Xiaojun.

"Why should I speak so quietly? You are my mother, not Gu Chi's mother..." Xiaojun, who was in the voice change period, had a sharp voice, and his fair face was slightly red because of anger.

Worried that Gu Chi upstairs might hear the noise, Aunt Wu immediately pushed the door and went out.

"Xiaojun, stop making trouble!" Aunt Wu grabbed her son's hand and pulled him out of the house.

"Mom, am I wrong? Ever since he returned to the Lu family, you have taken care of him like your son, and the time you spend with me has become less and less." Xiaojun was very dissatisfied, and his voice was filled with strong dissatisfaction.

"Xiaojun..." Aunt Wu looked at her son with red eyes. It would be a lie to say that she didn't feel guilty. But if she didn't sacrifice time to work, how would she support him?

"I know you feel aggrieved, and this is also a mother's job..." Aunt Wu tried to explain, holding her son's hand.

But he shook her off harshly, "You are a babysitter here, do you know what my nickname is among my classmates?"

"I don't want to go to any private school at all. Just looking at this villa area, do you know that several of my classmates are all here?"

“I don’t want to come here at all…”

Hearing her son's disdainful words, Aunt Wu shook her head helplessly and sighed: "If you don't want to stay here, can I spend one day a week with you?"

"You are a liar. How many times have you said this..." After saying this, he ran away.

Aunt Wu was standing there in a daze for a moment, then she chased after her son in the darkness.

Watching the confrontation between Xiaojun and Aunt Wu, Gu Chi’s thoughts drifted away.

It was a rainy evening. Gu Chi rushed into the rain wearing a pair of white shoes with a hole in them and carrying his schoolbag.

I saw my mother's figure in the rain, hunched over, searching for something in the trash can.

What he was wearing was not a raincoat, but a piece of tattered translucent plastic sheet.

At that time, Gu Chi's thin figure was standing on the side of the road, looking stupidly. A luxury car passed by him, splashing black mud and water, which hit his already wet trouser legs.

The mocking voice of a classmate came from the car window: "Gu Chi, is your mother picking up rags again?"

“Did you pick it up from the trash can too?”

At that moment, Gu Chi felt that the sky had darkened, and it seemed that only he and his mother were left in the whole world.

His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and it hurt so much that he felt suffocated.

But in the end, I forced myself to turn around, ignore the ridicule and contempt, and keep running forward.

But at this moment, his mother suddenly raised her head and shouted at him: "Xiao Chi..."

Gu Chi looked back in confusion in the rain, only to find that his schoolbag had fallen to the ground without him noticing. He ran back to pick up the bag and handed it to her, but he fell to the ground because he ran too fast.

In a panic, the mother stuffed the umbrella into Gu Chi's hands, then bent down, picked him up and rushed home, saying sorry all the time with a crying voice, which made people feel sad and touching.

But Gu Chi did not appreciate it. He felt that the pain that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time had now turned into sharp swords. The words of those people were colder and more piercing than the early spring rain.

She held him with great effort, swaying with every step, her feet always covered in mud and her face also stained.

The filth, stench, and muddiness... made Gu Chi extremely disgusted.

He hated such a dirty mother.

I ran back home in one breath. It was raining heavily outside and inside the shabby rental house.

All the basins for collecting rainwater were filled up, and the rain water flowed out of the basins. The house was low and the water almost reached his ankles.

On the narrow bed were packed cardboard boxes covered with plastic sheets.

It's easy to imagine that the mother was worried that the cardboard shells would be flooded and couldn't be sold for money, so she put them on the crib.

At that time, Gu Chi could only recall a few vague memories about the Lu family villa.

The huge gap in his heart made Gu Chi feel even more uncomfortable.

"Xiao Chi, why are you standing in the water? Go take a shower quickly and let me find some clothes for you." The gentle voice of her mother came from behind.

For some reason, this kind of voice used to be salvation for Gu Chi, but now he feels disgusted with it.

He shook her hand off fiercely, "Go away!"

After being swung by Gu Chi, the mother staggered twice and almost fell into the water.

Gu Chi turned his head to look at his mother who looked a little embarrassed. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel guilty.

However, due to his adolescent vanity, he abruptly withdrew his hand that was about to support her.

"Mom will boil some water for you." She did not blame him, but turned and went to the small kitchen which was only one square meter in size.

In a blur, Gu Chi saw traces of tears sliding down her face.

It felt like a needle piercing his blood vessels. He suddenly closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes, there was no expression on his face except indifference.

Mother boiled some hot water and brought it to the wooden bench inside the house, "Xiao Chi, take off your pants quickly."

Gu Chi still sat by the door without moving, he didn't want to.

"Xiao Chi, be good and change your clothes first, otherwise you will catch a cold." She tried to coax him.

He remained silent, and no matter how reluctant he was, his clothes were already soaked.

The mother sighed, "Xiao Chi, I know I've brought shame to you. We finally escaped from home, and I can only give you this kind of life."

"Although it's a bit hard, it's better than being beaten and kicked by your father."

"I'm also helping you find your biological parents, but there's no way I know where they are in such a huge crowd."

Her words successfully made Gu Chi compromise, and tears instantly burst out of his eyes.

He bit his lip, looking forbearing, but finally he unbuckled his belt and took off his pants.

His mother brought him a clean cotton-padded jacket and put it on him. Gu Chi hesitated and said, "Mom, I'm sorry..."

She was slightly startled, but then she returned to normal, "We have nothing to say about being sorry. It's normal for you to be vain at your age."

(End of this chapter)