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Chapter 69 Boshin Day, A Stingy Devotee (2)

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    "Okay, don't cry, Auntie was stopped by me and didn't go out, don't worry." Zhong Chumian advised her again.

    Yu Wanfeng's cheeks were swollen by Fanguo. She blinked and said in a crying voice: "She is like this. She doesn't listen to what others say. She doesn't listen to what I say."

    "Before, I persuaded her to divorce my dad, but she refused. Sometimes I thought, if she wasn't stubborn and divorced, my dad wouldn't be unhappy."

    "Dad is in business, and I asked her to persuade him not to buy stocks, but she refused, and she will give whatever dad wants."

    "She indulged my dad, condoned his stock trading, condoned his alcoholism, and condoned his domestic violence. I would rather they divorce, at least my father can still live, my mother's life will not be tragic, and we don't have to be bullied by the second aunt"

    The more Yu Wanfeng said, the more she seemed to be complaining, an unreasonable complaint.

    Those things that had little relationship in the past have now become a well-founded cause and effect in her slightly broken emotions.

    Zhong Chumian listened as if she was listening to a little girl complaining. She raised her hand and stroked her back, patted her back, and said, "It's better to say, if your grandma and grandma didn't give birth to them, there would be nothing later, you  Right?"

    Yu Wanfeng sniffed and asked Zhong Chumian hoarsely, "Why don't you say that if there were no human beings, there wouldn't be so many things?"

    "So you understand this truth." Zhong Chumian smiled, "You are angry, so you connected many things together. Xiaowan, you have suffered a lot of grievances and pressure, and you feel unhappy, so you vent your anger on me, don't vent your anger  In the past, don't affect your relationship with your mother because of those things, huh?"

    At this moment, Zhong Chumian, in Yu Wanfeng's eyes, seemed to be a bosom brother who taught her earnestly, and she flattened her mouth: "I'm looking for you, how can I vent my anger?"

    "Hmm" Zhong Chumian thought about it seriously, "For example, shall I tell you a joke?"

    Yu Wanfeng's eyes lit up instantly: "Speak, I'll listen."

    Zhong Chumian smiled, cleared her throat, and said, "There was a rabbit walking on the road and saw a puddle. Guess what happened to it?"

    "Fell into a pit?" Yu Wanfeng asked.

    "It jumped over."

    ""

    To be honest, this joke is not funny.

    It's not even a joke.

    Yu Wanfeng stared at Zhong Chumian, waiting for him to give this joke a "magic touch", so Zhong Chumian continued: "This rabbit continued to walk forward and saw a puddle again. Guess what happened to it?  gone?"

    "Did it fall in?" Yu Wanfeng thought, it must have fallen in this time.

    Zhong Chumian shook his head: "It jumped over."

    ""

    Yu Wanfeng understood, asking Zhong Chumian to tell a joke is really the coldest joke.

    But this joke, which is not considered a joke, made Yu Wanfeng's mood change a little.  She seemed less uncomfortable, less entangled, and less horny.

    She raised her eyes and smiled at Zhong Chumian, her face became a little more relaxed.

    "Is the matter of your parents always a problem in your heart?" Zhong Chumian asked her.

    Intractable diseases

    That's right, it's an intractable disease in her heart.

    is a thorn in her heart.  I don't usually notice it, or even notice it.  But once touched, it will be dull pain.  The terrible thing is that this thorn can't be pulled out or swallowed, it's a pain in the ass.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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