But what did she do?
Knowing that he was suffering in Heilongjiang Province, knowing that he was not well fed and clothed, and might even be sick and in pain, what did she do?
As a child, she did nothing but care about herself and think only of her children.
On Xifeng Road, Mo Hongxing started packing as soon as he entered the house.
"What are you doing?" Wang Zhengye asked.
Mo Hongxing said, "Didn't you hear what my dad said? He wants us all to move out. All of us, move out. This is his house, and he doesn't want to see us here."
"What your father said was just angry words. How can it be counted?" Wang Zhengye held Mo Hongxing's hand as he was collecting his things.
Mo Hongxing pushed him away and said, "Stop talking nonsense. I'm moving out tomorrow. Go and ask your second brother and his family to move out of my house right now. I'm going to move in tomorrow."
Wang Zhengyue frowned, "Are you crazy? If you drive them away now, where will they live?"
"I'm crazy. Only if I'm crazy would I listen to you, ignore my own father, and focus on taking care of your Wang family. Where they live is none of my business. I want to live in my own home right now. If they don't leave, I'll report them to the police. Don't blame me for being ruthless then."
Before Wang Zhengye could say anything else, his son Wang Haibo grabbed his sleeve and pulled him out.
"Dad, you should go tell Uncle and the others to move out right away. Otherwise, Mom will get really angry and will definitely call the police."
Wang Haibo is eighteen years old and has understood everything he should understand. Under the current circumstances, moving away from Fengxi Road is the best option.
If they insist on staying here, grandpa will only hate them even more.
What the uncles do is their business, as long as they do their best.
Wang Zhengyi thought about the way his wife looked at him, which was no different from looking at an enemy. He felt panic in his heart, but nodded in agreement. "Hey, I'll go tell your second uncle to keep an eye on your mother and don't let her report it to the police."
After Wang Zhengye left, Wang Haibo helped Mo Hongxing pack up.
I've lived here for three years. When I first came here, I moved in with just my belongings. Everything was ready, and when I left, I naturally just packed up my belongings. I didn't have too many things.
Mo Hongxing cried while packing up, feeling both regretful and scared.
She regretted not fulfilling her responsibilities as a child and was afraid that her mother really didn't want her anymore.
"Haibo, do you think Mom was really wrong?" Mo Hongxing asked his son.
Wang Haibo didn't know how to answer.
There is no standard answer to this question.
When encountering such a thing, what to do depends entirely on one's conscience and ability.
Some people are capable but have no conscience.
Some people have conscience but no ability.
There are also some people who have both conscience and ability.
He didn't know which type her mother was.
She has the ability to help grandpa.
But she did nothing.
If you say she has no conscience, she often talks about her grandfather and secretly wipes away her tears.
If she had a conscience, she just wiped her tears and muttered, and didn't do anything substantial.
He didn't understand either.
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