bestfiction Chapter 463 The Broken Connection between Sister and Brother
Chapter 463 The Broken Connection between Sister and Brother
Ma Yuquan cried louder and louder. Zhong Zeqi asked worriedly, "Mom, he's crying..." The little boy was stunned. His mother didn't eat any chili peppers, so why was she crying because of the spiciness?
The owner of the barbecue restaurant continued to serve the dishes. Seeing the brother and sister in tears, she said nervously:
"What's going on here?"
"Auntie, your peppers are too spicy." Zhong Zeqi explained, pointing at the leftover chili peppers.
When the proprietress heard this, a smile immediately broke out on her face: "Oh, oh, oh! It's the spicy peppers. Roasted peppers are not delicious if they are not spicy. If you feel it is spicy, drink some Coke to relieve it!"
The proprietress had a beautiful smile and a loud voice. After her interruption, the Ma siblings calmed down a lot.
"Just now in the chess and card room, Qiqi lied to his father and said you wanted to commit suicide." The woman said casually, "He really knows how to make up stories."
Ma Yuquan lowered his head guiltily.
At this moment, Mei Ling'er said calmly, "Qiqi wasn't lying. When you called Ma Yuquan just now, he was about to swallow a whole bottle of pills and had a knife ready."
Upon hearing this, Marco quickly grabbed a napkin from the table and threw it at his brother, sullenly cursing, "You worthless fellow!" Then, facing the camera, he asked, "Linglingyao Live Room... that name sounds like a fortune-telling room. Why did you choose a room like that?"
The woman frowned and smiled scornfully, "Is he asking you to give him some courage?"
Mei Ling'er nodded lightly.
Marco smiled politely and said, "Thank you for making his plan fail." The woman made a heart shape with her hands to the camera and then hung up the connection in the live broadcast room.
After the woman hung up the call, she didn't put her phone down immediately. Instead, she clicked on Mei Ling'er's homepage and looked at the number of fans.
"As a streamer with over 10 million followers, it seems your heroic deeds have been seen by millions of people. Do you feel honored?"
Ma Yuquan's head shrank into his neck, and his teeth in his mouth chattered restlessly.
Zhong Zeqi: "Mom, why are you talking so sarcastic?"
The woman's eyes narrowed: "Do you know what yin and yang are?"
"Yeah, you keep speaking in a rhetorical tone. If you want to curse someone, just call him shameful, cowardly, and a coward."
Hearing her son's words, the woman felt like she was having a heart attack. At the same time, she couldn't find any words to refute him, so she could only purse her lips in silence and fiddle with the barbecue plate with her chopsticks.
"Is this why you haven't contacted me all these years?"
Ma Yuquan's muffled voice came, and the woman stopped waving the chopsticks in her hand instantly, and the expression on her face was unreadable.
About two minutes later, Marco handed the mutton skewers to his brother and explained:
"This is only a small part of the reason. I was a little angry at first. Later, when you went to college in another city, I tried to contact you through my parents, but..." They blackmailed me for money.
"Not long after, I became pregnant with Qiqi. Not only did his grandmother not help take care of him, but she also made me take care of the food and daily life of the whole family. Human energy is limited. At that time, I really wished I had the ability to clone myself."
"I finally managed to get Qiqi into kindergarten, and I thought I'd have a break. But then, the creditor of Qiqi's father's loan came to collect the debt. That's when I realized he owed hundreds of thousands of yuan due to online gambling."
Marco sighed and continued, "I finally found a cleaning job. I have some flexible hours and I'm paid by the hour. I use the money I earn to fill the hole his father made."
"What made me even more distressed was that Qiqi's father started drinking and beating people. It was like he had completely changed."
"Why didn't you come to us?" Ma Yuquan asked doubtfully, "I've never heard my family talk about these things."
"Hmph..." The woman laughed bitterly. "Qiqi's father came to our house and made a scene once. Then my parents told me to die in my husband's house and not to go back to my parents' home."
Marco said with a calm face, relieved: "I was wondering why you didn't show up from beginning to end. Now I think it must be that my parents kept it a secret from you."
The man originally wanted to ask why his sister didn't look for him alone, but suddenly he remembered that he had blocked the other party in various ways and even changed his phone number. Even if the other party wanted to find him, she couldn't find him. He felt a sour feeling in his heart, mixed with strong guilt.
"Eat some lamb skewers." Marco looked the man in the eye and said, "When did your appetite become so small? Before, you always rushed to eat everything."
Ma Yuquan's eyes were dull as he slowly said, "I always eat takeout, and my passion for food has declined a lot compared to before."
At this moment, the woman saw the unconcealable expectation in her brother's eyes, but she could not respond to him in time.
"My mom cooks delicious food," Zhong Ziqi said proudly, holding a squid tentacles in his mouth. "Her best dish is braised pork with chestnuts. We'll be able to eat it in a few days!"
Hearing her son's words, the woman turned her head away awkwardly, pretending to be distracted.
Ma Yuquan smiled slightly and took over the conversation naturally, "Yes, your mother's cooking is the best in the world."
My sister is the best in the world! The woman opened her lips slightly, and the words that her brother used to say when he was a child rang in her ears. Marco Yi felt very complicated.
After eating a barbecue for about half an hour, Ma Yuquan sent his sister and nephew home and separated from them at the gate of the community.
"Do you still want to die now?" Zhong Zeqi asked softly, "Will you continue to take pills after you go home?"
Ma Ke was very glad that her son asked the question she wanted to ask, and both of them stared at Ma Yuquan.
The man felt embarrassed by being stared at and stammered, "No...I won't."
The dim room, the humid air, and the cold moonlight enveloped Ma Yuquan. The man felt cold all over, and the little warmth left in his heart was about to be consumed.
He took a step forward. The small white medicine bottle was still quietly lying on the mobile shelf, looking as well-behaved as ever, as if waving to him.
Feeling its call, the man's pace gradually quickened until his right hand tightly grasped the small medicine bottle. The man's blood had begun to boil, and an impulse rushed to his forehead.
Just as he was about to unscrew the bottle cap, his cell phone rang.
He wanted to ignore it, but this was the exclusive ringtone he set for Zhong Zeqi. Could it be that the other party had something urgent to talk to him about?
"Qiqi, what's wrong?"
"Uncle, Mom asked you to come to our house for dinner next weekend."
Hearing this, the man was stunned.
"Uncle, you must come!"
"okay."
After hanging up the phone, the man put the small medicine bottle back on the mobile shelf, picked it up again the next second and threw it into the trash can.