Come With Me

Hearing the voice, with the help of the dim light, I recognized that woman was my mother.

She was disheveled and a little disheveled. Her hair was sticking to her face because she had not washed for so many days.

My mother's clothes were so dirty and her sleeves had been polished. Next to her seat, a bucket of instant noodles was placed at her feet.

"Faye, look at you. Your daughter looks much better than you."

"My daughter? Is my daughter here? Where is she? "

My mom glanced around the hooligan. When she saw me carrying a paper bag, she gave me a big smile.

My mom pushed away the man's hand and ran to me with a smile. "I know you won't leave me alone."

I gritted my teeth and glared at my mother. "Didn't you say that they would chop off your fingers? Why are you still sitting here gambling? How much have you lost? Can you learn from your mistake? It would be better to spend the money on anything else. Why can't you quit gambling? "

My mother didn't want to listen to my babbling. She looked away and scratched her itchy hair.

Seeing that someone was looking back because of my voice, my mother raised her hand to greet them with a smile and said, "You go on."

My mom glared at me and grabbed the bag of money from my hand quickly, "You're too nagging at such a young age. Anyway, I've got the money. Don't talk nonsense!"

"Give me back the money." Looking at my mother, I regret giving her money.

My mom held the money tightly and said, "Really, I didn't lie to you. Without these money, my fingers would be gone. I said you would pay for me, so they allowed me to sit there and continue playing."

As soon as my mother finished speaking, the hooligan grabbed the paper bag from my mother's hand and poked his head to look at the money in it.

never treated these people in the same way as she treated me. She came close to that man like a pug and said, "40000, you

money from the

took the money quickly and said to the hooligan,

went into one of the inner rooms.

mom, "what the hell is?

her arms, and when she approached me,

"What are you doing?"

you have any more

money? How

I didn't ask you for another ten thousand, you would give me forty thousand. Then I'll have to live

me, so she turned around and wanted to go back to the gambling table.

stop it? Now go with me. If you continue to stay, don't say they want

dad. You want to dump me, right? If so, just dump me. After all, he has run away with other women. I don't care about you at all. What's the use of you on me? What else can you do except for dragging me? What's wrong with you? You have just

went back to her table and said to her gambling friends,

mother was so incorrigible and I was so eager to

think too much and just ran up to overturn their

these cards fell to the ground along

for

mom didn't expect that either. She was so angry that she raised her hand in an attempt

out of the inner room, took a look at the mess on the ground, took my arm and

your gamble any more. You can kill her or do whatever you like.

strength. He pulled me with one hand, opened the door with the other

again. I kicked hard at them.

hurt was just my own

the wall, slid to the ground, my hands covering my