Chapter 277 Hate

With his hands on his hips, Mo Yan walked back and forth in front of Feng Yi, looking at him coldly: "You should know that we both have the opportunity to participate in the written test and interview in that factory, all thanks to your mother Qi.

Of course, if it weren't for Sister Jiang Li, your mother Qi might not be willing to help us. Now, for a little "brotherhood", you are going to give up the job opportunity you have got. Who are you worthy of?!"

Feng Yi aggrieved: "You are swearing."

"I said, what can you do?"

Mo Yan rolled his eyes and said seriously: "If one of us goes to work, at least we can get an income and not go hungry every day, but if you give up this job opportunity,

then we probably can't stay in the city anymore, and can only take our bedding rolls and run to the countryside to join the team, and then work hard every day to earn food for ourselves. Think about it, you should be familiar with the work in the fields in the countryside!"

Having been reformed on the farm, he didn't believe that this guy didn't have a deep feeling about holding farm tools and digging for food in the fields.

Feng Yi suddenly shuddered.

He had too much experience working in the fields! His thoughts drifted back to the days when he was locked up in the farm for reform. Feng Yi slowly showed pain on his face. He found that something was wrong with him, and Mo Yan hurried forward: "What's wrong? What's wrong with you?"

Squatting on the ground, Feng Yi hugged his knees with his hands, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, the corners of his mouth trembled, his face turned pale, and at this moment, his whole body was shaking.

"Feng Yi! Feng Yi! What are you thinking about? Come back to your senses, quickly!" Worried that Feng Yi would really get into trouble, Mo Yan picked him up from the ground, grabbed his shoulders, shook him violently, and called Feng Yi's name repeatedly.

After a while, Feng Yi slowly came back to his senses: "Brother Yan..."

His voice trembled, he grabbed Mo Yan's hand, his eyes were red, and he shook his head and choked and said: "Brother Yan, I didn't hurt the person, I didn't, I don't know that person, I really didn't... But my mother said that I hurt the person, the police came to my house to arrest people, and my mother said that I hurt the person...

The food on the farm is little and not delicious. I have to work every day. I am so tired. I think I will die there, but I want to go out, I want to walk out of the farm alive..."

Tears welled up in his eyes, Feng Yi was unaware, the pain in his eyes gradually turned into grief and anger: "I was taken home by my father's driver, but no one in that family welcomed me. They all sat in the living room and looked at me as if they were a stranger.

My mother scolded me for being dirty and asked me why I didn't die outside. She drove me away, and my father didn't say a word. I called my brother for many years, my stepbrothers... They just sat Those who just watched coldly... Brother Yan, I hate them!

I hate my mother, why did she give birth to me? If she didn't like me, why did she give birth to me? I obviously have a mother, but I have never felt a little warmth from her since I was a child. She only scolded me and ignored me. She doesn't like me as a son at all! "

Perhaps Feng Yi felt much better after saying all the words in his heart. He wiped the tears from his face, took two steps back, and said to Mo Yan: "I will listen to Brother Yan, I will go to work, so that you and I don't have to go hungry every day."

Patting Feng Yi's shoulder, Mo Yan sighed secretly and said with a smile: "That's right!"

He didn't expect Feng Yi to have such a life experience. He didn't expect that a mother would perjure herself and send her own son to reform. When her son returned home after the reform period, she asked her son why he didn't die outside. Is this a biological mother, not a stepmother?

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