Yu Qiuying and Zhou Cailian were both awakened and quickly put on their clothes and went out of the house.
As soon as she opened the door, Yu Qiuying raised her hand and smacked Zhou Jiahong on the forehead, "What are you yelling about in the middle of the night?!"
"Ouch! I didn't scream, but big brother is really not well!" Zhou Jiahong covered his forehead, which was throbbing from being hit, looking anxious.
Zhou Cailian had already run into Zhou Jiadong's house and was startled to see him vomiting on the floor.
She cried out in a panic, "Mom, Mom, come quick!"
Hearing the sound of vomiting, Yu Qiuying knew the person was still alive, and calmly walked over.
"Did you just give him water?" Looking at the water ladle on the ground and the large wet patch on Zhou Jiadong's chest, Yu Qiuying turned to ask Zhou Jiahong behind her.
Zhou Jiahong nodded. "Mom, you don't know, when I woke up I saw my older brother lying on the ground, barely breathing. I was almost scared to death."
"If he really starves to death, he deserves it." Yu Qiuying sneered inwardly. How foolish of him to think he could soften her heart by using a hunger strike as a ploy.
Zhou Jiadong vomited for a while, mostly water, but his stomach felt better after vomiting. However, he then felt extremely hungry and completely exhausted.
"Mom, I'm so hungry..." Zhou Jiadong looked at Yu Qiuying, who didn't care about him at all, and suddenly felt aggrieved. Only at this moment did he truly believe that his mother really didn't care about him, her son.
So Mom wasn't just saying that she'd never given birth to him as a son in anger...
"Don't call me Mom anymore. From today onwards, I'm not your mother. Zhou Jiadong, I don't owe you anything. You're twenty-one now, and I've raised you to that age. I have no obligation to continue supporting you. From now on, we're severing our mother-son relationship. Let's go to the police station tomorrow morning to separate our household registrations." Yu Qiuying's eyes showed no anger, no resentment, no disappointment. She looked at Zhou Jiadong expressionlessly, her gaze calm and undisturbed.
But her gaze sent a chill down Zhou Jiadong's spine. "No, no, Mom, you can't do this, how could you do this..."
He looked at Yu Qiuying with a blank expression, tears streaming down his face. He didn't understand how things had come to this.
How could Mom say such a thing?
He just... he just wanted to marry the girl he liked, is that wrong?
Why do you want to sever your mother-son relationship with him?
He scrambled over, clutching Yu Qiuying's trouser leg tightly with both hands. "Mom, please don't do this! I don't want to cut ties with you! Please don't kick me out, sob sob..."
Zhou Cailian's eyes also reddened. Seeing her third son like this, she felt a pang of pity. "Mom..."
This was the first time Zhou Jiahong had ever seen his older brother cry. He glanced at his mother cautiously and realized even more deeply that his mother had really changed.
My mother used to dote on my older brother so much, but seeing him like this now, she not only doesn't feel sorry for him at all, but she even wants to sever ties with him.
It seems I can't mess with Mom anymore, or I'll be the next one kicked out.
Thinking this, Zhou Jiahong subconsciously softened his breathing.
“You don’t want to sever ties with me not because you don’t want to, nor because you have deep feelings for me as your mother, but simply because you’re afraid of having nowhere to live after I kick you out, afraid of being gossiped about after severing ties with me, and afraid that no one will ever be there to do anything for you again.”
Yu Qiuying's words struck Zhou Jiadong like a heavy blow. He shook his head haphazardly, denying it, "No, that's not how it is..."
"Whether it is true or not, I will never do anything for you like before. I will not stop you from being with Zhong Xiaolan. I don't care whether you marry her or not, but I will never let her into my Zhou family."
Zhou Jiadong understood. Yu Qiuying was giving him a choice: either break up with Zhong Xiaolan or sever ties and be kicked out of the house.
He chose to separate from Zhong Xiaolan almost without hesitation, saying, "Mom, I don't want to sever ties with you..."
Zhou Jiadong does like Zhong Xiaolan, but not to the point that he would sever ties with his family for her.
Moreover, he knew very well that even if he severed ties with his family, he still couldn't marry Zhong Xiaolan. Zhong Xiaolan's parents were asking for a dowry of one thousand yuan, which he simply couldn't afford.
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