The funniest time-travel in history: 囧囧's time-travel life

Chapter 192 Extra Story: Ah Li's Confession
My mommy is half-mature, and although she has charm, she is far from the title of "a big flower in P" back then. In addition, when a woman reaches that age, she will always encounter some sensitive things, such as Menopause or something, and then emotional ups and downs.

Of course, I didn't understand anything when I was young, and I couldn't feel how emotional Mommy was, but that voice became a lot louder!

— especially when Dad comes home drunk.

As a result of the family discord, my father couldn't stand Mommy's loud voice——

Oh, no!

It was because she couldn't stand her big emotional drop, and finally used the excuse of the husband and wife's mouth shape to set up a new stove outside with confidence.

To put it in a very popular way: Gorgeous stealing birds!

The poor Mummy who was abandoned left behind her only daughter, which is me.

The two mothers and daughters who have no power to restrain themselves can only rely on the [-] yuan that their father allocates to the account on time every month to live a poor life with nothing to do. (Boss embarrassment: The days of five thousand oceans are still poor...)
Oh, right!In view of our hard life, every Sunday when my father asked me to take me to the park to play, Mommy would approach me every step of the way before I left the house, with a hideous expression, and grabbed my neck and held me close to my ear say.

Be sure to get back all the cash in your dad's wallet without leaving a dime, be sure to get back all the cash in your dad's wallet without a dime left.

This sentence accompanied me in my childhood like an indelible spell.

I ask myself very filial piety.

Looking at Mrs. Mommy, who has nowhere to go and has to wear brand-name pajamas all day long at home with nothing to do;
Then I glanced at my well-dressed, waxed and shiny dad who was leaning against the door of the luxury car and waiting for me from the cat's eyes.

The little brain immediately judged the difference between the poor and the rich, and sympathized with Mommy from the bottom of his heart, and every time he went out with his father with the determination to perform the task.

Of course, every time I return triumphantly!
But over time, the dull father found something was wrong.

One day, just after riding the carousel, my father took me to buy chocolate-flavored ice cream.

While eating ice cream, he couldn't help touching my hair that was blown by the wind, and asked, Niuniu, what are you doing with my father's money?
(End of this chapter)