C1287 No One Helped Me
C1287 No One Helped Me
She asked gently, "There is food on the table. Aren't you coming out to eat?"
"Eat, eat, eat. You eat and drink all day long. If it's not sh * t, then it's sh * t! Do you have anything else to say?" Zhan Zifeng put down his phone and threw a tantrum at her with an extremely bad attitude.
Just now, the child had sh * t on her, and she had also wiped the child's butt and changed into a diaper. She hadn't even had time to wash her hands yet, right?
She just came in and told him to eat.
It made him feel nauseous when he heard it!
Su Mumu was depressed by his sudden bad attitude. Her heart felt like it was stuffed with cotton, which was very congested.
She held the child and said to him, "If you don't want to eat, then forget it. I didn't force you. Why are you throwing a tantrum?"
As she spoke, she was about to carry the child out.
"Look at you, you're unkempt and unkempt! You're like an old hag picking up trash on the street. Every day when I come back and see you, I will be angry!" Zhan Zifeng pointed at her. He was so angry that his chest heaved up and down as he spoke in succession.
The more he spoke, the angrier he became. Even his expression became extremely cold.
Su Mumu had her spine poked and scolded.
Every word he said was like a needle stabbing into her heart.
It made her heart, which was already cold, hurt more and more.
The shoulders on her back also rose and fell due to anger.
She suddenly turned around. With tears in her eyes, she fought back against Zhan Zifeng with a broken heart. "Yes, I am unkempt and unkempt. I am ugly and slovenly! Why am I not doing it to take care of our son, Mimi!"
"You don't care about anything every day. All you know is that you go to work in the morning and come back at night to lie on the bed! I have to do everything at home myself!"
"Every morning, I have to wash my clothes and prepare the food before the child wakes up. I also have to drag the floor and wipe the table! After I finish doing all this, I can't rest for half a minute. The child woke up. I have to carry him and change his diaper. Wash his body and feed him!"
"He's full, so stop messing around. Only then can I have a bite. After breakfast, it's almost noon. I have to cook again. Feed me food and wash the dishes! No one will help me. I'm so tired every day that I feel like I'm going to collapse. You're still talking about me like that!"
Su Mumu complained about the grievances in her heart, and tears gushed out.
Too wronged, too tired.
It was fine that she was physically tired, but she still had to suffer Zhan Zifeng's criticism and disdain every day.
Being mentally tired was the most fatal thing.
Sometimes, Su Mumu almost could not hold on any longer, but for the sake of the child, seeing the child so cute and so pitiful.
She could only grit her teeth and persevere.
If anything happened to her, the most pitiful thing would be the child.
"Wow..." A one-year-old child could also understand the expression of an adult at this time and understand the emotions of an adult.
Realizing that his parents quarreled, the child in Su Mumu's arms cried loudly at the top of his lungs.
The moment the child cried, it tugged at Su Mumu's heart. She did not have time to immerse herself in her own sadness and sadness.
The first second, she collapsed. The next second, she used her best and most gentle state to comfort the child.
"Mi, be good. Mi, don't cry. Mommy is wrong. Mommy shouldn't have shouted and shouted..." She wept as she comforted the child.
The child was about one year old and could not walk. However, he often liked to walk on the ground. Su Mumu could only bow her body and support his armpits with both hands so that he could walk on the ground with difficulty.