"You little bastard! You actually betrayed me!"
Ye Mo was kneeling on a durian shell at this moment. The tingling sensation from his knees reminded him all the time that he was kneeling on something covered with thorns.
The culprit who caused all this was currently holding the durian flesh nearby, eating it while watching with a gloating look on his face.
"Dad, please don't blame me. This is not my fault. If you hadn't stolen Mom's snacks, maybe you wouldn't be in this situation..."
Ye Ming said this while eating durian pulp with two pieces of tissue stuffed in his nose.
Liu Yinlan bought this durian. There was a lot of flesh inside. When she broke it open, she saw that there were seven cells of flesh.
Moreover, the flesh of each fruit cell is particularly plump, the flavor is very rich, and it tastes sweet and delicious.
Durian, a fruit that smells bad but tastes pretty good, is a bit pungent for Ye Ming and his friends.
So he chose to stuff two pieces of tissue paper into his nose.
"Can you please not eat here? The smell is making me sick!"
Ye Mo stared at himself, his stinky son who was gloating over his misfortune and eating durian next to him.
"What? Do you think I want to..."
Ye Ming pointed to the two large wheels at the back of his wheelchair, which were used to hold the wheelchair in place so it could move forward and backward.
"This morning, I called my wife a little rudely. Uh... you can understand that I didn't use the language well, and then your wife scolded me. Your wife pushed me here directly. My wife is responsible for placing the bricks. I also want to leave, but I can't move..."
Ye Mo: ………………
I see……
No wonder when his wife called him over, his son was sitting in a wheelchair in the yard, looking confused...
At that time, I thought my wife was going to execute my son, but it turned out that she wanted me to kneel on the durian shell and endure the pain caused by kneeling on the durian shell.
The key is...
You should kneel down if you want, but why do you let your stinky son eat durian in front of you?! You don’t even allow him to eat the durian flesh!
Are you a loser?!
"Can't you two just let this guy go?! It's a bit uncomfortable for him to eat durian in front of me..."
Although durian tastes delicious, it's really hard to just watch others eat it. But...
"Old Ye, shut up! You'll have to kneel down and hide your durian shell if you steal my snacks! You stinky son, eat your durian properly, and make sure the smell of durian hits your dad's head!"
Liu Yinlan was sitting on a small stool not far away, holding various snacks in her hands. When she saw her husband questioning her, she waved her hand to show her presence.
"And you, my son, stop gloating over my misfortune! That's how you call Zhiyue in the mornings when you're with her, right?! If you're talking so scary, just stay there and get scorched by the sun!"
"You should be thankful that you're injured, otherwise you'd be kneeling on a durian shell in the sun with your dad today!"
Ye Ming: ┐(?～?)┌
"Dad, you see, I have no choice..."
Ye Ming spread his hands, perhaps out of helplessness.
"I'm lucky. My leg was broken in an accident a few days ago. Otherwise, I would be kneeling on durian shells with you today..."
Ye Mo: (/??_??)/
Forget it, forget it. I don’t expect this stinky son to be of any help. I’ll just hope he doesn’t cause me any trouble.
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"Miaomiao, are you sure you don't want to stay here for lunch before leaving..."
Liu Yinlan warmly entertained Qing Miaomiao and wanted her to stay at home for a very sumptuous lunch.
"No, no, I haven't finished the original manuscript for today's painting yet. I have to rush to finish it, otherwise I won't have enough living expenses..."
Qing Miaomiao said this with a somewhat panicked look on her face, and then she rushed out the door directly, as if there was some wild beast behind her.
"Uh... Zhiyue, why do you think Miaomiao left so quickly?"
Yi Zhiyue looked at Qing Miaomiao who had already walked away and took a bite of durian.
"I'm not sure..."
At this moment, we turn our attention to Qing Miaomiao who has run far away.
"Oh my god, it smells so strongly of durian..."
Qing Miaomiao leaned against the electric pole and patted her chest with some fear.
She is indeed allergic to durian, but it is not a biological allergy, but a psychological allergy.
In her memory, her two blood-related parents would always hit her with durian from time to time.
To be honest, although I don't have any allergic reaction to durian, because I was often hit by durian with durian by my biological parents when I was a child, I subconsciously had some kind of psychological reaction. Anyway... I feel uncomfortable with durian, and subconsciously want to escape from places where there are durian.
To be honest, after growing up, Qing Miaomiao specifically sought information about her biological parents. Of course, she did it very secretly, so they didn't find out anyway.
The parents had another child after abandoning her, and she now has a biological brother.
However, for some unknown reason, the originally wealthy family suddenly began to decline. It was very strange, as if the younger brother was a jinx who was born to bring bad luck to her biological parents.
Even so, the parents still felt that their son should be spoiled, and that it was all because they drove her away, and she was mentally resentful and cursing them.
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