"dad?"
This way of questioning usually indicates that the relationship between father and son is not good. In fact, this can be seen from the dirty environment in the house and the food Qin Feng eats.
Qin Feng's parents failed to fulfill their parental responsibilities.
"Maybe he came back when I was not at home." Qin Nuo answered vaguely.
Li Qianqian nodded, looked around the house, and said, "If you have anything, you can come to me."
"There's not much I can do for you, but I can at least let you hide at my place for a while."
"knew."
Qin Nuo went into the bathroom, changed his clothes, and returned Li Qianqian to her.
Li Qianqian took the clothes, touched Qin Nuo's head, and smiled slightly: "Remember one thing, no matter what time, you must never lose the joy of life. This is what a teacher taught me."
After saying that, he left.
When the door was closed, the room became dim again, and a cold and desolate atmosphere permeated every damp corner.
Qin Nuo went to the kitchen and took a few looks. The pot had not been used for a long time. It was covered with cobwebs and a layer of rusty oil.
Chopsticks and dishes were piled up in the cupboard, which was crawling with cockroaches. There was black feces from rats and cockroaches everywhere. Skinny rats were crawling back and forth on the oil pipes in the vents.
When I went out to the living room, I saw a photo frame on the wall was smashed to pieces, and the faces of the three people in the family photo could no longer be seen.
"It seems that there will never be a happy family in the horror world. Domestic violence, loneliness, and perversion are the characteristics of this world." Although he said this verbally, Qin Nuo couldn't help but think, if you don't want to take responsibility, what's the point of giving birth to a child? Is it fun to play with him as a toy?
Smelling the scent on his body, Qin Nuo went to the bathroom to take a shower. Looking at the clock on the wall, it was already two o'clock in the morning.
"Getting up at 6:30 to go to school, this little sleep time has a huge impact on the child's development. The daily routine should also be changed."
Qin Ming wiped his head and returned to the room. He wound up an old alarm clock, set the time, placed it on the bedside, and lay down to sleep.
The new environment did not affect Qin Nuo's sleep quality because he could feel the character's physical fatigue and sleepiness.
His eyelids were getting heavy, and Qin Nuo's consciousness was hazy. In a half-asleep state, he seemed to hear some noises.
But no one paid any attention to it. Perhaps the mouse was looking for food in the kitchen. In a poor family, firewood, rice, oil and salt were rare items. The mouse shook its head when it saw it.
Qin Nuo continued to sleep, and suddenly there was a bang, as if something was smashed.
Qin Nuo was awakened, rubbed his eyes, and walked out of the room with a hint of caution. When he arrived in the living room, he saw a woman lying on the sofa with her head raised, sleeping in a daze.
In the corner, a glass bottle exploded and the wine spilled all over the place.
The woman had dry hair and a thin figure. She was wearing a simple shirt and shorts. Her face was withered, her eye sockets were sunken, and her eyes were covered with wrinkles. She looked to be in her thirties or forties.
The woman noticed Qin Nuo, made a "hmm" sound, and sat up, her body crooked and the pungent smell of alcohol wafted into her nose.
He reached out and picked up a bottle of yellow beer on the table, smashed the bottle mouth with the corner of the table, not afraid of cutting his mouth, and didn't care whether there were any glass shards. He drank it in big gulps.
After finishing half the bottle, the woman leaned back on the sofa contentedly, smiled at Qin Nuo, pointed to the corner, and said drunkenly, "I saw a mouse and wanted to kill it with the bottle. Haha, I didn't kill it, but I woke you up."
"Excuse me, son?"
After he finished speaking, he spat out some broken glass and his mouth turned bright red.
Qin Nuo felt a little strange inside, but his face was very calm. He said indifferently: "If there is nothing else, I will go back to my room and sleep."
"You seem to be going to bed early tonight?"
The woman took out a lighter from her pocket, and then took out a pack of wrinkled thin Furongwang cigarettes. After lighting them, she took a breath and lay on the sofa with an expression of enjoyment.
There were obvious bruises on her neck and thighs, and she looked like a bad girl who had fallen into trouble.
It was as if she had been hanging out in nightclubs for years, and decadence was the first impression she gave to Qin Ming.
Although he was clearly her son, the way he spoke made it feel like he was talking to someone his own age.
"I'm sleepy." Qin Nuo replied.
"Pour me a glass of water. Don't just stand there like an idiot. I went through so much trouble to give birth to you, and you should be of some use to me."
The woman smoked a cigarette and looked at Qin Nuo with a distracted look.
Qin Nuo hesitated, but still went into the kitchen, directly screwed a cup of tap water from the faucet, took it out and put it on the table.
The woman took a sip and seemed to regain consciousness. She took out another bottle of beer from somewhere, lit the cigarette, smashed the beer, and said with a smile: "You are such a good son. You are thirsty, right? Have some wine? Forget about cigarettes, your mother only has one or two left."
Qin Nuo: “…”
Is this really a biological child?
This tutor is simply too good!
"Sit down. You don't have school anyway. It's been a while since you've talked to me, your mother, right?"
"It's a good chat between mother and son to sober me up." The woman crossed her legs, holding a glass of wine in one hand and a cigarette in the other, her eyes giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression.
If you ignore her sloppy image, she gives people the impression of a strong woman.
"What do you mean by not going to school? Dropping out of school?"
Qin Nuo was secretly suspicious and hesitated symbolically before sitting down. This was a good opportunity for him to use the conversation to learn more about this character and his relationship with the people around him.
Qin Nuo sat down, his face remaining indifferent, his eyes showing no respect or recognition for his mother.
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