Chasing Donovan Liu's Shadow Chapter 33

I was speechless. I knew that Xiaosan’s mother hated my mother. To be precise, she was jealous. Back then, my mother followed Marshal Ma to hide in a beautiful courtyard and live a comfortable life, which really caused a lot of gossip. The one who talks the most is the mistress’s mother. She said why, she just looks like that, what's wrong with that, eating what's in the bowl and dominating what's in the pot, is that ridiculous? She also said that the eldest son and daughter should not stay far away from each other in doing things. How will Huzi live in the future and have a wife? Later, Xiaosan's mother and Widow Liu joined forces and vowed to take Ma Dashuai away. Their plan really succeeded. Not long after my mother lived in that small courtyard, the wind became miserable, the grass turned yellow, the dewy leaves withered, and the round moon was eaten by the Tengu. If Yang goes to live in the city, he will only suffer the consequences. Taking advantage of his youth and beauty, he cruelly followed a man from Henan who sold rat poison. We haven't heard from her for a long time, including her father's death from poisoning after drinking fake wine, and her only son getting married, but she didn't come back. She was determined to forget about her children. But that day, a criminal police officer on our team said that he met my mother while handling a case in Luoyang. At first, he was not sure, so he deliberately called my name in front of her. He did not expect that as soon as "Huzi" came out of his mouth, my mother's His eyes widened, he grabbed him and asked if you were calling my son. My son is also called Huzi. Upon hearing her Yangxiacheng accent, my colleague immediately understood that this old rag-picking woman was my mother. My colleague immediately took out ten yuan and gave it to her generously, saying that she should buy some pants to wear. Look at your meat coming out. My mother refused and insisted on asking me about my whereabouts. My colleagues had no choice but to tell me that I would become a police officer and Xiaoyu would become a reporter. My mother suddenly turned around and ran away, not even bothering to pick up the tattered snakeskin bag. After my colleague said this, he said sympathetically, "I can't believe it, I can't believe it." The noblest and most beautiful woman in Crotch Alley back then was reduced to picking rags on the streets of Luoyang.

Deserve it! The mistress's mother cursed happily, turned around and went to wash the apples for me. I was dumbfounded by the word "deserved". To be honest, before this, I thought the mistress's mother was pretty good. She was reasonable and sometimes looked like my mother. Many of my wounds were healed by her, but this sentence of deservedness shattered the beautiful image in my mind. I angrily refused to eat the apples she washed, and Xiaosan's mother panicked. He held my face and kept asking. am I wrong? am I wrong? I'll change it. Isn't it okay if I change it? That's when my tears came. I have never shed tears in my life, but I couldn't help it at this moment. I thought of my mother. It was raining in autumn outside. The rain beat down the fallen leaves, floating down lonely. I wonder if the streets of Luoyang are also so cold and sad. Can that noble and beautiful woman huddle in the rain?

I finally pushed away the mistress’s mother and walked into the rain. The entire Yangxia City was covered in a steady rain, and there were no more pedestrians on the street. The dim street lights reflected the pitted water on the road, which was so white that it made people feel chilling. A broken-down car that came home late ran past my ears in despair. Mud water splashed all over me.

I walked late into the night in the rain, and it wasn't until all the alcohol I drank was washed away by the rain that I remembered that this day was the tenth anniversary of my marriage to my mistress. Ten years, how come you just walked away?

A pair of shadows suddenly flashed into my eyes. Through the rain-wet light, I found that the woman looked like Yu'er. Her hand was gently held in the man's arm. He looks so friendly that it makes people jealous. The light elongated their silhouettes, causing me to look straight at them. Oh my God, that man looks like a six-pound horse!