"Why don't you go serve me some food?" The man kicked the woman and spat at her. The woman fell to the ground defenselessly. Her legs were not in good condition to begin with, so she couldn't bear it.
Su Jiayi quickly stood up to check on her mother's injuries, and only helped her to a chair after seeing that there was nothing wrong.
"Making money? So where did you make the money? Hmm? Did you use it to pay off your debts or gamble again? In all this time, have you ever brought money home? The family money, my mom's dowry, the school district house my grandparents bought me in the city, which one of them wasn't used by you to pay off your debts?"
"My current tuition and family living expenses are all saved by my mother when she worked part-time, plus the government subsidies I receive and the money I earn from my part-time jobs. You told me you work hard outside to earn money?" Su Jiayi confronted him calmly, "You do it for yourself, not for this family. How dare you act like a big shot at home?"
"Fuck you! I think you want to piss me off to death!" The man was furious. "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be where you are now?"
Su Jiayi was a little angry, "I am alive today entirely because of my mother! What kind of father are you if you didn't raise me?"
"You!" With a crisp sound, the man slapped him. The pain from his palm sobered him up a little. He was a little shocked, but still responded coldly, "What are you looking at? It's only natural for me to hit you, isn't it?"
"Xiao Yi!" The woman stumbled forward to check on his condition, pushing the man. "What are you doing? How dare you hit a child? I tolerate whatever you do normally, but you can't hit a child!"
Su Jiayi poked her face, which was numb from being hit, with the tip of her tongue and suddenly laughed, "This seems to be the first time you hit me."
"Xiaoyi..." the woman cried, "Xiaoyi, please forgive your father. He didn't mean it. He just... drank too much."
He felt more heartache than the injuries on his face, "Mom, is this kind of life interesting?" Su Jiayi touched the wrinkles on the woman's face. She was only in her forties, why did she look so vicissitudes of life?
"Xiao Yi, he is your father after all..."
Su Jiayi felt a nameless rage in her heart. "I'd rather not have a father like this! He drinks, beats his wife, and gambles. Do you think he has any responsibility as a father? Has he made any contribution to this family?"
"But Xiaoyi, what should mom do if this happens..."
"I can take you away, I can take you to live somewhere else!"
Su Jiayi's face was full of pleading. He didn't want to go on like this. The debt collectors came every day and had seriously affected his life. He had wanted to leave a long time ago, but he couldn't abandon his mother!
As long as she nods, even if there is a little fluctuation, I can take her away now.
However, things always go against one's wishes.
The mother said nothing, just shook her head.
Oh, this is the tragedy of middle-aged women. She is not out of touch with society, but she lacks the consciousness to resist. She could have lived a better life, but she fell in love with such a loser!
He is also quite pitiful. He is not yet fully grown and cannot give her a good life.
Feeling extremely powerless, I stood up and ran away.
There was a sound of something falling in the house, probably a table being overturned. The woman was arguing with the man, crying, asking why she was so unlucky and why she had to marry him. The neighbors came out to watch, trying to persuade him.
Su Jiayi had had enough of this atmosphere; he didn't want to experience it again. He ran fast on the dark road, hearing no noise but the wind. When his strength ran out, he lay powerlessly on the grass. Tonight, there were no stars, only a blanket of darkness.
He shouted silently, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction.
But he suddenly burst into tears. He curled up and sat up, burying himself low, so that only he could see his pain and tears.
A shitty life, Su Jiayi thought.
Slowly, a bottle of iced cola rolled to her feet. Su Jiayi glanced at it lightly. There was still steam on the can, obviously it had just been taken out of the refrigerator.
But he looked around and there was no one around.
The figure in the distance watched him and left alone...
"Cut!" The director beamed as he watched the first scene. This performance was exactly what he wanted; the emotions and feelings were all there, very good.
"Oh, you passed it on the first try?" Wen Lian smiled. "You performed so well? You, who are so picky, passed it on the first try?"
The director smiled and said, "It's all thanks to the people you chose. The performance is quite good and the fit is good."
He Zhijin went over to check on him. Fortunately, he wasn't too bad. His face was slightly swollen from the beating, but thankfully he'd prepared an ice pack, which came in handy.
"Are you okay?" He Zhijin asked, slowly applying an ice pack to his face. "Keep it on for a while longer, or it will be swollen tomorrow."
Jing Zuohuai closed his eyes and nodded, patting his hand to reassure him.
I've been searching a lot recently about the misfortunes of original families, and I've come to understand them somewhat. The portrayal is just the tip of the iceberg. If you can't even stand this, how can you better interpret the plot?
Jing Zuohuai sighed, stood up and went to the director team to inquire about the camera matters.
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