"Xuewen, I'm not saying you can't agree, but I'm saying you can't agree so quickly. You have to discuss it with me first, okay?"
At home, Zhao Wenjing began to educate Lu Xuewen again.
In her opinion, her son has been a little naughty recently. He doesn't listen to her and even makes decisions on his own about previous matters.
So Zhao Wenjing felt that she needed to educate her son well and let him understand that she was doing all this for his own good.
"I know you like Fangfang, but she doesn't care about you at all. Look, just because of the betrothal gift, she went straight to get an abortion. Tell me, tell me yourself!"
"Do I do this to keep you in my heart? Let me put it this way, even if my family gives the betrothal gift, what about the future? Can you live a good life?"
"Listen to mom, let's just find someone who can live a down-to-earth life. There's no need to find someone who has a fleeting mind..."
"Look, you're silent again. Mom raised you alone, and I don't know how hard it was. Now look at you, you're talking back and making your own decisions..."
Lu Xuewen lowered his head. From childhood to adulthood, his mother often used such words to educate him.
Every time he wants to do something, he says this.
For example, when he was in high school, he wanted to learn painting, but he was about to transfer to another class. His mother went to the school, found the principal and the teacher, and forcibly dragged him back.
Because the educational philosophy he was given since he was a child was that learning painting is only for people who cannot pass the exams.
Lu Xuewen wanted to refute, saying that painters who got into good universities were better than us, but he couldn't refute such words.
His parents are divorced, and his mother has been raising him alone since he was a child, which is not easy.
Yes, it’s not easy at all.
So I listened to my mother in everything, including school, work, and everything else. I went to school in Jingzhou, which was very close to home, so I could come back at any time.
I can't go far for work, I'm in Jingzhou, right near home...
Every time he wanted to resist, he heard these words, and then slowly, he got used to it.
Until now, he couldn't help it.
"But Mom, I discussed this with you. I've discussed Fangfang's matter with you. What did you say? You said there's no need for a betrothal gift. She'll definitely come to our house now that she's pregnant!"
"But now, Fangfang broke up with me and had an abortion, and you say it's her fault. What should I do?"
"Fangfang is being cyberbullied again. Mom, what should I do?"
Lu Xuewen couldn't help but shout.
Zhao Wenjing was startled by her son's sudden outburst, but she immediately began to wipe away her tears: "Xuewen, you're yelling at me now, right? I raised you up, and you're yelling at me, right?"
Lu Xuewen: "..."
"Mom, I'm just reasoning with you, discussing with you, not yelling at you, Mom..."
No response, it started again.
He now had an urge, an urge to open the window and jump out from the fifteenth floor.
Really, he had never been so upset as he was now, so upset that he wanted to jump off the building.
The mother said that if he didn't discuss it with her, then she would discuss it with him and reason with him. However, after she finished speaking, she said that she yelled at her.
Really, Lu Xuewen felt tired. He really didn't want to talk anymore. Whatever you said was the truth.
So, Lu Xuewen sat next to her and started to sulk, while on the other side, Zhao Wenjing wiped her tears and watched her son's movements.
Seeing that the other party really didn't come over to comfort me, it was a bit unbearable.
"Xuewen, now you know how to piss off your mother, right?"
Lu Xuewen stood up. He felt like he didn't want to live anymore and he was about to jump off the building!
As soon as I walked to the window, I heard a knock on the door.
I looked at the height outside. It's a bit high. If I jump down, I will get bruises all over.
“Here I come!”
Lu Xuewen walked naturally from the window to the door and opened it, then saw several policemen standing at the door.
“What are you doing…”
The leader, Lao He, stepped forward and said, "Hello, I'm from the Jingzhou City Criminal Police Team. Is Zhao Wenjing home?"
Lu Xuewen looked back at his mother, not quite sure what was going on. Why did the people from Jingzhou City Criminal Police Team come to look for his mother?
Old He spotted Zhao Wenjing at first sight, compared her photos, and quickly said, "Zhao Wenjing, right? ID number..."
The police came to the door. Although they didn't know the specific situation, Zhao Wenjing didn't bother to wipe away her tears and hurried out.
"Yes, yes, it's me. I'm Zhao Wenjing. What can I do for you?" Zhao Wenjing said to Lao He in front of him.
As she spoke, she subconsciously asked Lu Xuewen to hide behind her.
Unfortunately, Lu Xuewen is now taller than her and there is no way he can hide.
Everyone knows that when the police come to your house, it's never good, especially when they are criminal police, but Zhao Wenjing feels that he has not broken the law.
I have already paid the compensation for the previous incident with my son. There is no reason for them to arrest me.
"Zhao Wenjing, ID number... We've received a criminal case filing notice from the Guangming District People's Court in Jingzhou City. The Guangming District Sub-bureau is now summoning you in accordance with the law. The summons is here."
"By the way, this is my police number. Now, come with us."
Zhao Wenjing's complexion turned pale from its original rosy color, and the expression on her face froze.
Even if she didn't understand the law, she could tell that she was about to be arrested, and it was obvious that they had sufficient evidence.
But, but why, what’s wrong with me!
Zhao Wenjing wanted to speak, but she couldn't utter a word. She was completely frightened.
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