Yuchi Leirou's mother actually tore her daughter's painting into pieces.
"You child is always contradictory. You believe in everyone. You thought that your father was the best father in the world when you were young, and you thought that your mother and I were too. But later on, everything disappointed you. You still look forward to getting married. You When will you get rid of this bad habit. In this world, there is no one you can rely on, you can only rely on yourself. If you want to learn painting, it¡¯s not that your mother didn¡¯t raise money for you, but the teacher who taught you has gone abroad. You are immersed in sorrow all day long, not to mention your irresponsible father, when he passed away, mother knew that you were in more pain than anyone else"
Yuchi Lei cleared her throat softly, and began to change the subject.
"Mom, take a look over there. It's the bakery run by Guan Xiao. She is one of the agents."
After finishing speaking, Yuchi Leirou took her mother's arm and was about to walk towards the bakery, but her mother stopped suddenly.
"Rourou, since the chatterbox between our mother and daughter is open today, let's talk about it. You like painting, but painting can't afford you, and honest people can't afford your painting paper and brushes. Your high price won't hurt your health." Fuel. The married life you want is unrealistic. You can take good care of your children by painting? It smears your new painting with your hands, and you will be fine? Your husband burns your painting to burn the stove Now, if it's toilet paper, can you pretend it never happened?"
When Yuchi Leirou heard this, she seemed to become silent.
"If you find someone who paints like you, can you two live a good life? No one can disturb anyone's thoughts. As soon as you go home and talk, inspiration will go away. Who will bring the child? I don't care. You The two of you will be poor until you die, and you still have a daydream of becoming a famous painter when you wake up the next day?"
Yuchi Leirou seemed to be the opposite of her mother. Her mother held her elbow and left footprints on the snow little by little. When she came to the front of Guanxiao Bakery, she found that the robot clerk inside was bowing continuously, with a smile on her face. Muttering boring catchphrases aloud.
"Hello, welcome. Please take a look. If you think the bread is good, please insert coins. I am a vending machine. Hello, welcome"
"Rourou, you are in your 20s, maybe you don't take it seriously when Mom tells you this, but if a woman has no money, she will end up being looked down upon like Mom, even if she has a good skin, who cares? Which man is sincere to me? In fact, my mother knew it a long time ago, but there is no way. The plan will never change quickly. I can't raise you with my strength, I can only rely on my body. , you despise me, you say that your mother and I have lived a failure in my life."
"Mom, I was admitted to the graduate school of the law department and passed the judicial examination, which means that I have the ability to do what I want, and now I really want to rest, I am a little tired, maybe I should also think about myself future, but definitely not with President Feng.¡±
Yuchi Leirou frowned slightly, a little unhappy, she shook off her mother's hand, and didn't want to continue discussing unnutritious topics, perhaps for her, some things are still far away at this time.
Unexpectedly, a cold knife suddenly stabbed at her left atrium, enough to kill her.