Xiao Chu pushed the door out, and Old Chu seemed to grow angry, after all, his waist hit the handrail of the stairs.
"Don't let me in? I've worked so hard outside all day, and it's not to buy delicious food for you two. If that's the case, don't eat it."
Old Chu threw the food in the bag to the ground, spilling all the soup. When he was opening the door with his hands, he saw a kitchen knife fall on his feet.
Followed by Lu Lifeng with disheveled hair, she pushed Lao Chu away an inch, and quickly ran downstairs.
"What happened to your mother? Hurry up and chase after her!"
"Dad, if Mom doesn't want to stay at home, don't lock her up."
"What nonsense are you talking about? She is my wife."
"Dad, your foot is bleeding, does it hurt?"
"screw you!"
Old Chu kicked away Xiao Chu who was squatting down, and was about to go inside to take the whip.
"Dad, hit me, hit me to death. Do you know what Momu said about me? There are strange things in my eyes, which are your beating genes. Because I was abused by you since I was a child, I have never dared to be brave until now." To pursue the love in my heart is to worry that I will not be able to give her happiness, and instead become a kind of shackle. Life is not easy, Dad, can you stop doing this? I always thought that I had a disease in my heart, and seeing my mother also changed After doing this, I really understand that it is not my mother and I who have mental illness, but you."
"What? How dare you talk to me like that? I'm the father who gave birth to you and raised you."
Old Chu, whose toe was stabbed by the knife, limped towards Xiao Chu, but Xiao Chu kept covering the kitchen knife in his hand and never lifted it.
"Have you grown up, haven't you? Come and hack me to death, come on, if you don't hack me to death today, you're a son of a bitch."
Facing Lao Chu's provocation again and again, Xiao Chu finally dropped the kitchen knife again, making a crisp "da da" sound.
"Dad, don't force me."
"I'm going to force you to chase your mother. Do you dare to go? I can't control you now? Or can't I touch you?"
Old Chu whipped his whip to Xiao Chu's back, and Xiao Chu suddenly picked up the kitchen knife on the ground and lifted it up.
"I'm not afraid of you, Dad. I'm not a kid anymore. You can't beat me if you go head-to-head. Knowing my mother just now, why did she accidentally drop the kitchen knife on your foot? Because she held it for too long, she Want to counter violence with violence."
"Didn't I tell you to take a good look at your mother, where did you take her? Who told her this?"
"I took my mother to see a psychiatrist. Treating a person like you should not let you live. There is also a show on TV. If the perpetrator does not die, the abused will commit suicide. I want to live, my mother also want."
"Mouth full of shit. What shit TV?"
Old Chu smashed it with his hands, kicked it with his feet, and dumped all the creatures that Xiao Chu was experimenting on on the damaged screen.
At this moment, the home is like a garbage dump, already dilapidated, and Lao Chu, who has vented enough, is breathing deeply, as if to rest for a while, and continue to "crazy".
Unexpectedly, at this time, Xiao Chu walked towards his father little by little.
"Dad, thank you for today, you didn't hit me much, but"
"But what? What are you going to do?"
Old Chu was constantly retreating, but Xiao Chu's words made the two of them fall silent.
"But, after all, you are my dad." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com