The game of the superior is very boring and bloody.
He has his own pattern.
And, it cannot be changed.
It must be a new person replacing another new person, and this is the process of replacement.
It must also be littered with corpses and rivers of blood.
However, as long as it is my father's last wish, I will do everything possible to fulfill it.
This is my last act of filial piety.
After finishing this boring transition ceremony, I stood up.
Said: "Eat."
After saying that, I walked out of the restaurant calmly.
This is Yao Hu's game, and he naturally needs to join in the game himself, and I hate this kind of nutritious dinner party.
Since I was a child, I didn't like this kind of environment.
I prefer to be alone...eating alone.
When I walked out of the door, it was already dark. I walked into the car, sat down, and stared at the black jade ring on my hand.
The result was better than I thought. I played a very high-end game.
Playing games with smart people will always bring you exciting joy.
However, this is not what I want.
I still haven't found my dad's killer.
However, the reality seems to be further away from me.
I looked at the watch on my wrist. It was already eight o'clock in the evening, far away on the other side of the ocean. At this time, it should be morning.
I didn't want to make this call.
However, I still called.
Soon, the call was connected.
"Hey, son, is that you?"
I heard my mother's very dull tone.
He said, "Yes, it's me, Mom, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
After hearing this, my mother sighed and said, "I had insomnia and couldn't sleep, so I drank some wine, but the more I drank, the more I couldn't sleep. The environment here is too bad.
They are all foreign devils. I can’t understand what they say, and the food they eat is not to my liking. Son, if you finish handling the matter over there.
Just come here early to stay with Mom, Mom, she is really lonely. "
When I heard my mother's heavy tone, I comforted her and said, "It's almost done. I'll rush over as soon as we're done with it. Please bear with it for now."
My mother hummed, then sighed heavily.
I know she's in a lot of pain inside.
I also know what she is worried about now.
I know better what she fears most now.
But no matter how scared she was, I had to ask that question.
I said to my mother: "Mom, did you know that dad has an illegitimate child?"
After hearing my words, there was a sound of heavy deep breathing on the other end of the phone, as if he was suppressing the most fearful thing in his heart.
Then, she said helplessly: "I know!"
I immediately said: "Then, do you know that he wants to arrange for him to work in the company?"
After my mother heard this, she burst into tears. I could hear that she was covering her mouth tightly in pain, not letting herself cry or letting me hear it.
I'm also very sad about my mother's crying. In this life, no one cares about my mother, no one...
My father's attitude towards my mother was very bad, as if he had married a servant and lived with her.
She always felt that she had to do the dirty work and the things that required sacrifice.
I grew up watching my mother being exploited by my father and bossing her around like a cow.
In a yard, my mother needs to make food for dozens of people, wash clothes for dozens of people, and even empty the urine buckets of every household in the yard.
No one wants their life to be like this, but she is like the cow plowing the fields, silently carrying everything on her shoulders.
She has never resisted, she has always been silently compromising, compromising...
I took a deep breath and said with a heavy heart: "Mom, why... In the past, you were willing to do anything my dad asked you to do, but this time, why are you unwilling to compromise again?"
Suddenly, my mother seemed to be stabbed in the most painful place.
She scolded sternly: "I can compromise on anything, but I will never compromise on you.
I have been a bull and a horse for him all my life, and I accept it.
I deserve it, my life is bad, I owed him in my previous life, and I will repay him by being his livestock in this life.
But, you can't.
You are my last line.
I told him that he could play outside as he pleased, and he could share everything at home with his brothers.
However, no matter who it is that belongs to you, I will never allow him to touch it.
Your mother, I know one thing best in my life, as long as a wild woman from outside comes into the house, the bastard gets the reputation.
Those of us who have a legitimate reputation will become the targets that everyone wants to kill.
Son, let me tell you, as long as that bastard comes into the house, what belongs to you will be snatched away by those bastards.
You and I will definitely be torn alive by those beasts.
My mother is not afraid of death, but my son, my mother is afraid of your death. You are so good and you are my mother’s root.
If you die, mom will no longer have the courage and hope to live.
Therefore, even if mom dies, she can't let that bastard in.
Absolutely not. "
When I heard my mother's words, I couldn't help but take a deep breath.
I frowned.
Lean back in the back seat.
I know what "I" means to my mom.
I know how much she loves me.
I also know how important this kind of true love is to me.
However, I am a very paranoid person.
I said seriously: "Mom, I got the recording of your last phone call with my dad. You said that if my dad dares to let that bastard in, you will kill him.
Tell me, did you do that? "
After hearing my question, my mother stopped crying immediately.
That feeling of instant silence was eerie.
Even I couldn't help but feel deeply fearful in my heart.
But my mother asked me very calmly: "If what I said is true, son, are you going to kill your mother?"
After hearing this, I frowned. On the other end of the phone, my breathing was very calm and my mood was very calm.
The whole world is as peaceful as hell.
It was as if I was standing on a cliff, looking at my mother, and she was asking me if I wanted to push her to hell.
I shook my head seriously.
Said: "Mom, I won't, but you may get heavier consequences than killing you. You know my character, you will lose your husband and son at the same time..."
My words made my mother collapse immediately.
He hurriedly gritted his teeth and said: "I didn't, son, I didn't... I didn't kill him, he would be considered a bastard, a bastard who would be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
However, he is also my husband. We have lived together for more than thirty years. I have been living with him since he only had a dilapidated hut.
Thirty years, how could I bear to kill him? Even if I resist, I will die in front of him. Son... I love your dad too...
I love him more than you..."
I heard my mother’s pitiful and miserable cries after she collapsed.
A drop of tear flowed from my eyes, hot as lava, leaving a mark of pain in my heart.
Although my mother was in pain, she did not kill my father.
Moreover, my father also knows that my mother loves him very much, and he also loves my mother very much.
But, I know it better than anyone else.
My mother crushed my father to death.
"The last straw!"
