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After getting divorced, I still want to celebrate the Spring Festival with their "family".
¡°In fact, it¡¯s not that miserable, and it¡¯s not like the little match girl, whose life hangs on a thread. She was sitting in the warm car with a leather sofa underneath her and a snack in her hand. It's not like those so-called palace fights and house fight novels, where if you offend a big shot, you have to kneel down in the rain and snow and let the people next to you slap them in the mouth.
Even worse than before they returned to China, some people took advantage of the local demonstrations to protest and came to their homes to make trouble. As her mother held her, there were broken glass on the floor, arrogant shouts, and drops of blood from her mother's head.
Xia Siyu turned around and glanced at her mother. She still had a scar on her forehead from that time. My mother made up her mind to come back from abroad because of the impact of the smashing incident.
It is an improvement compared to that time, and then what?
It is clearly a marriage certificate, but the wife that the matchmaker is marrying is isolated from the iron railings. On a snowy day, on New Year's Eve, they can only look at the bright lights inside and the family reunion inside. Who do they think they are?
The car had no lights on, only the heater. The warm air in the car makes my body not cold, but my heart is cold.
While waiting, the door really made a noise. Xia Siyu sat next to her mother and watched her tightly clenched back teeth loosen a little. Although she didn't look towards the door, Xia Siyu could feel that her eyebrows had relaxed a little.
There was a big temperature difference between inside and outside, and there was a layer of mist on the car windows.
She wiped off the moisture on the car window with her fingers, leaned on the car window and looked out. It was still snowing, and a figure walked out of the door. At first, with his back to the light, he couldn't see the front. He waited for the person to come closer from far away. If he walked closer, the light in Xia Siyu's eyes would fade a little.
While sitting, she also heard the quarrel inside. What vaguely came out from the laughter was Xia Youbiao's slightly dissatisfied protest: "Why can't you come in? Xiaoxiao is my wife, Siyu is my daughter, we have officially registered it! Besides, she is so old , she is twenty years old, even for her sake, mother and daughter should come in!"
And inside, another old voice spoke slowly, like the boundless snow flakes, which seemed to be there but seemed to be nonexistent, but it was easy to say: "I said, I didn't let you marry, and I didn't let you have children. You are outside, you You can marry as many as you want, and have as many children as you want. Now is a democratic society, and we didn¡¯t force you to stay when you got divorced, right? However, as long as I am here for one day, that woman is not allowed to come back."
After that, there was a burst of pleas. Among the calls, Xia Siwei's voice, who called him "Dad", was the loudest and most harsh. It almost pierced her eardrums and her heart.
Then, there was a rush of footsteps, as if they were going out. Then, the old voice came again, but this time it was a little heavier: "You can leave, but after you leave, you are not my son, and Shengxia Furniture will have nothing to do with you in the future. I would rather pay Even if I give it to Ju An to polish, I won¡¯t leave it to you.¡±
After these words, everything fell silent. There was another burst of advice and comfort inside. Xia Siyu was outside the car window and could not hear the noise inside, but all she knew was that the door was never opened again. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com