In the end, my mother smiled and said that it was edible, and asked me to thank my uncle. I was overjoyed when I heard that, and after thanking the man, I took the chicken feet and gnawed on it.
The uncle probably felt that it was close, and then he talked to my mother naturally while I was eating, and kept talking about his own business. He must be quite rich.
My mother just kept looking at him with a smile, showing a slightly surprised and admiring look. The uncle's desire to express himself was off the charts, and his sexual desire was also on the rise. I guess my mother's smile was all over my head at the time, and I don't know what it was. Floating or the brain of the sperm is broken, he actually reached out to hold his mother's hand.
Then at the moment when he was about to touch it, his mother took the initiative and grabbed his hand, and then—click, with a crisp sound, the uncle's two fingers were directly on the back of his hand.
Then I watched the expression on my mother's face suddenly change from sunny to cloudy with a chicken paw in my mouth, angrily scolding the middle-aged uncle for flirting with me - not really scolding, but analyzing it from a psychological point of view The mental state of the middle-aged uncle, from seeing his mother wanting to strike up a conversation at the beginning, to getting close to the child first, showing his watch inadvertently, talking about his own business, etc., exposes the dirty thoughts of the middle-aged uncle naked, and the surrounding The onlookers were all watching the excitement, and after seeing their mother's beauty, they naturally took their mother's side. At that time, the atmosphere was not like what it is now. Women were raped because of the clothes they wore.
So after my mother counted down my dark thoughts from head to toe, the moment my mother let go, the middle-aged uncle ran away clutching his fingers that were almost broken and excruciatingly painful, while my mother won a big victory With a slight smug look on my face, I saw me gnawing on the chicken feet in a daze, so I patted me and said that the spoils are half of each person, so I gnawed one in my mouth in a daze, and put the package bag The remaining one was handed in.
I still haven't figured out whether my mother's tricks of "beauty tricks", "showing the enemy to be weak" and "secretly concealing Chen Cang" at that time were just to trick the other party into a bag of pickled peppers and chicken feet?
Maybe it's because of that incident that I have strange feelings for Mr. Lu now (in fact, it's just pure sex criticism).
But knowing that Yin Mo is still single now, and that he is still a dog-licker, I suddenly feel superior. I don’t know why, anyway, I always feel that single mothers and fetuses look down on dog-lickers. Both of them are likely to be virgins for the rest of their lives...
"Jiawei! Do you want to eat jujube cake? I just bought it and it's still warm~" the mother shouted outside after taking a shower.
I raised my brows, and immediately forgot about Mr. Lu and Yin Mo, and replied "Here!" I plugged in my mobile phone, which was almost dead, and rushed out like the wind.
Today, my mother seems to be in a good mood, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, playing with her mobile phone while blowing her hair.
The long wet hair hanging down after taking a shower seems to be still steaming, and from time to time, a drop of water will fall on the ground, and sometimes it will fall on the mother's collarbone and slide in along the deep gully...
I don't know what my mother is looking at, but there is a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, obviously in a very happy mood.
The whole picture looks very harmonious, and people can't help but feel better.
Sitting at the dining table, I tore open the plastic bag that contained the jujube cake, picked up a piece, bit off half of it, and asked vaguely, "Aren't you going to eat it?"
Dad raised his eyes from the newspaper and glanced at me, then lowered his eyes to continue reading, and said casually: "I'll eat later."
Well, I knew it, but it wasn't my father I was asking, it was mainly my mother.
The uncle probably felt that it was close, and then he talked to my mother naturally while I was eating, and kept talking about his own business. He must be quite rich.
My mother just kept looking at him with a smile, showing a slightly surprised and admiring look. The uncle's desire to express himself was off the charts, and his sexual desire was also on the rise. I guess my mother's smile was all over my head at the time, and I don't know what it was. Floating or the brain of the sperm is broken, he actually reached out to hold his mother's hand.
Then at the moment when he was about to touch it, his mother took the initiative and grabbed his hand, and then—click, with a crisp sound, the uncle's two fingers were directly on the back of his hand.
Then I watched the expression on my mother's face suddenly change from sunny to cloudy with a chicken paw in my mouth, angrily scolding the middle-aged uncle for flirting with me - not really scolding, but analyzing it from a psychological point of view The mental state of the middle-aged uncle, from seeing his mother wanting to strike up a conversation at the beginning, to getting close to the child first, showing his watch inadvertently, talking about his own business, etc., exposes the dirty thoughts of the middle-aged uncle naked, and the surrounding The onlookers were all watching the excitement, and after seeing their mother's beauty, they naturally took their mother's side. At that time, the atmosphere was not like what it is now. Women were raped because of the clothes they wore.
So after my mother counted down my dark thoughts from head to toe, the moment my mother let go, the middle-aged uncle ran away clutching his fingers that were almost broken and excruciatingly painful, while my mother won a big victory With a slight smug look on my face, I saw me gnawing on the chicken feet in a daze, so I patted me and said that the spoils are half of each person, so I gnawed one in my mouth in a daze, and put the package bag The remaining one was handed in.
I still haven't figured out whether my mother's tricks of "beauty tricks", "showing the enemy to be weak" and "secretly concealing Chen Cang" at that time were just to trick the other party into a bag of pickled peppers and chicken feet?
Maybe it's because of that incident that I have strange feelings for Mr. Lu now (in fact, it's just pure sex criticism).
But knowing that Yin Mo is still single now, and that he is still a dog-licker, I suddenly feel superior. I don’t know why, anyway, I always feel that single mothers and fetuses look down on dog-lickers. Both of them are likely to be virgins for the rest of their lives...
"Jiawei! Do you want to eat jujube cake? I just bought it and it's still warm~" the mother shouted outside after taking a shower.
I raised my brows, and immediately forgot about Mr. Lu and Yin Mo, and replied "Here!" I plugged in my mobile phone, which was almost dead, and rushed out like the wind.
Today, my mother seems to be in a good mood, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, playing with her mobile phone while blowing her hair.
The long wet hair hanging down after taking a shower seems to be still steaming, and from time to time, a drop of water will fall on the ground, and sometimes it will fall on the mother's collarbone and slide in along the deep gully...
I don't know what my mother is looking at, but there is a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, obviously in a very happy mood.
The whole picture looks very harmonious, and people can't help but feel better.
Sitting at the dining table, I tore open the plastic bag that contained the jujube cake, picked up a piece, bit off half of it, and asked vaguely, "Aren't you going to eat it?"
Dad raised his eyes from the newspaper and glanced at me, then lowered his eyes to continue reading, and said casually: "I'll eat later."
Well, I knew it, but it wasn't my father I was asking, it was mainly my mother.