Chapter 50: Eating Watermelon (1/2)

Zhuang Ya felt that he was being unreasonable, but forced herself to sit down patiently and talk to him: ”I'm doing this for your own good, you may think that this situation is good now, but you can’t rely on this to make you money for a lifetime. If you need money I’ll give it to you, but once you grow up and figure out what you want to do, you can use it as a start-up fund to realize your dreams…”

Xia Ye looked at her, and his face was getting darker.

Zhuang Ya paused, and her tone softened a little bit: ”You are still young, so it's okay if you don’t understand some things. Mom is here to say some words to you, do you know what people do at your age? You should not be focusing on money right now, but learning and broadening your horizons.”

Xia Ye said: ”So do you regret it?”

Zhuang Ya was stunned, ”What?”

Xia Ye's tone was blunt, and he said in a mocking tone: ”Regret not leaving my dad and me earlier, by doing your job as a mother.”

Zhuang Ya's face became ugly, and she said impatiently: ”I didn’t always have time to spend with you, I was very busy at work. I was only able to come by today, I’m here now, and you can believe it or not, but this time I am really here to help you.”

Xia Ye shook his head, ”I don't need any help.”

Zhuang Ya was annoyed by his stubborn attitude. Even her son, who grew up, was just as stubborn in his own logic as she was when she was a child. She took a sip of water and knocked her delicate nails on the glass cup, ”How did your dad teach you all these years? I know that you couldn’t receive any formal education in such a small place…”

”Speaking of my dad, I also want to ask you something for him.” Xia Ye suddenly interrupted, staring at her and said, ”You left us for money, right?”

Zhuang Ya lowered her voice and said angrily: ”What did your dad tell you?”

Xia Ye looked at her, shook his head for a long time, and said blankly: ”He never said this to me, he never said a word. He only said that he didn't do a good job, that it was a burden to you, and that he didn't take care of me. You have been with him for more than ten years, don’t you know what type of person he is? He is a good old man, but you were never a good person, you only want money, and power, because you want those things so much that you insisted on leaving. ”

”Xia Ye!”

”You'd rather marry and be a mother to someone else's teenage children than go to the circle you recognize.”

Zhuang Ya closed her eyes, trying to calm down, she wouldn’t ruin her reputation by causing a scene. What she hates most in her life was embarrassment because of how poor she was, and embarrassed because of her humble attitude. She vowed that no matter what happened, she would never change back to her old self.

Xia Ye couldn't talk to her anymore, got up and left.

Zhuang Ya hadn't been treated so rudely for a long time. She was trembling with anger and stood up and called him twice, but Xia Ye didn't stop, opened the store door and walked out directly.

The wind chimes of the coffee shop rang twice. At this time, there were no customers in the shop, only the waiter looked at her curiously.

Zhuang Ya was also fed up, paid the bill on the table, and left the store with a sullen expression.

Xia Ye returned home early, there was no one at home, and he was not in the mood to go to the front yard to deliver books to the little guy, so he went straight to the bedroom and went to sleep with his head covered.

He has not had a good rest since the last few days, and even more so today, he only felt he had a terrible headache and felt nauseous.

Whether it was physical or psychological.

He tried not to think about the person he saw today or the things he had said, but the words kept echoing in his ears until he fell asleep.

He had a dream.

Dreamed of that trial.

All the tables and chairs became very big, and he shrank into a child, standing there, at a loss.

”Only ten years old!”

”You don't know how high the sky is and how deep the ground is!”

(Note: people who are too cocky and arrogant, who exaggerate their own abilities or knowledge. Literally it means “Don't know how high the sky is and how deep the ground is”, which compares the number of people who are better than the person referred to the height of the sky or the depth of the ground, which is innumerable.)

”This is too terrible, this is a crime!”

”Yes, the first cybercrime in the country, the telecommunication database was modified…this would have been a criminal charge if it was a large amount of money.”

”Even if there is a child protection law, what about his parents? Parents have not done a good job of supervision responsibility, they should take responsibility!”

…

There were voices in all directions. Some people were whispering, some sitting on a high platform to pronounce a sentence. The ten-year-old boy stood there and looked around, he first thought it was his father's health and his face was nervous and worried, but when he looked around and didn't see his father. Not only did he not relax, but he became more restless. His father is not there. Yes, his father is sick and he is being treated at the hospital.

There was an extra figure beside him. He looked up in his dream and saw his mother.

They looked very similar.

Whenever Zhuang Ya took him outside, people who met them knew that they were mother and child without asking, because they looked so much alike.

The woman on the side has a tall nose, thin red lips. She raised her brows and looked over with careless arrogance. She stood there, and didn't go to hold her son's hand, but just stood by and listened to the eloquent debate of the lawyer she had found.

The little boy in the dream wanted to hold her hand, but was soon slapped off, and in return she whispered: ”Sit down!”

Just like before, the boy sat there with no expression on his face, like a delicate puppet.

It's just that this puppet was not as obedient as a woman thought, and he was no longer a treasure that she can bring out to show off.

The dream was intermittent, and soon it became the home where Xia Ye had lived before.

The items in the house were messy, that woman was packing her things, and the weak child couldn’t stop her from doing so. She packed her suitcase, and when she was dragging it away, she was hugged by the boy again. The boy was so flustered, he tried to promise her: ”I, I will be obedient, mother don't leave, don't leave me and father, I will be a good child…I will never touch the computer again, I promise you!”

The woman frowned, pulled his arm away, and reprimanded in an extremely impatient tone: ”When will you be like a normal child? Ah? When will you be more normal, let me relax and take a breath?”

In the dream, the woman kept pinching his arm, her mouth opened and he was being reprimanded. He couldn't get away even if he wanted to break free. With a slight movement, he was pulled tighter, and his chest became stuffy.