Chapter 463： It's your mother

Chapter 463: It’s your mother

Pan Xiyu sighed softly and picked up a few photos. The little girl in the photo was not as well-worn as the little beggar on the roadside, but her bright eyes full of hope could easily be engraved in people's minds.

"The living environment in Xiangyang Village is harsh. In order to ensure the recording of the program, we have already had staff members settle there in the name of joining relatives. One of them is an old Chinese medicine doctor!" Xiao Wu also said with a smile.

“Child Xiao Jun faces great challenges. If you can complete two months of filming, then our Tomorrow Culture Company will grant you a reasonable wish.”

Xiao Jun's face was very ugly. Looking at the little girl in the photo, his mind had already messed up the image of himself being buried, and he was full of anger. But the little boy also wanted to save face, gritting his teeth and not preparing to show weakness in front of his mother.

The second group is a beautiful and delicate eight-year-old girl from N City.

She was about to lose her breath from crying silently, hiccupping constantly, and holding her mother's hand: "Mom, I will listen to you in the future. Please don't send me away, okay?"

I will never bully my sister again! "

On the contrary, the little girl next to her who was half a head shorter than her said softly: "Sister, we are biological sisters, there is no deep hatred.

Don’t think that mom and dad have given me their love and care.

They also like you, but you don’t want to see it.

What a great family we are. If you participate in this program, you will definitely realize it when you come back.

From now on, we will go to school, go to the same university, and go to the same work unit hand in hand! "

The young lady looked at her younger sister fiercely: "I don't need your fake kindness!"

“Wen Jingqiu!

You just said you wouldn't bully your sister, but your tongue has not yet been bent, and you are now fierce again?

She is your sister, why don’t you let her order? Is there less food for you at home and less clothing for you? You have to make money from everything!

You are so young and you cannot tolerate others in your heart. This is still your sister.

When your father and I get old, can we expect you to be filial? I guess I have to rely on your sister! "

The woman who spoke was wearing a dark brown woolen coat and an elderly red sweater. Her hair was permed into big curls and draped over her shoulders. She was boasting of a shiny black leather bag and black trousers tied into leather shoes.

There was still a slightly pungent scent of perfume in the air. She was wearing heavy makeup, and her whole person looked enchanting.

She sneered indifferently.

The audience could not find a trace of warmth on Mother Wen’s face.

Wen Jingqiu was stunned and wiped away the tears on her face.

“Does dad think so too? Or do dad, grandpa and grandma actually don’t know that I’m here?”

Uneasiness flashed across Wen's mother's face, and she hummed, "I am your mother, and I can't even decide on such a small matter? What does it matter if they know or not?"

This is a nationally broadcast program to promote education, and no one else can participate in it.

You can stand here because I paid someone to get you in?

You participate in the show well and don't cause trouble. We will come back to pick you up in two months! "

Wen Jingqiu was only eight years old, and there was a sadness on her face that was inappropriate for her age. "Mom, are you really my biological mother?"

“Of course, otherwise you would have been sent away long ago!” Mother Wen said angrily.

"Okay, I'll go," she said, wiping her tears and snot on her sleeves regardless of the appearance, as if she had made some important decision, and finally responded with resignation.

But the little girl’s expression became even more gloomy.

The person who formed a matched family with her was Shan Weiyuan's family. Although this family is from the village, they are not poor and can be regarded as the dominant family in the village.

Shan Weiyuan's grandfather is the head of Shiyan Village in Nan Province. His second uncle is a soldier in the army and has become a battalion commander. His third uncle is a chef in the cafeteria of a large factory in the town. His fourth aunt is a salesperson in a supply and marketing cooperative. It can be said that He is a family that is envied by everyone from all over the country.

As Shan Weiyuan is the eldest grandson, he is naturally loved very much and is the only one in the family.

The little kid is not crooked, he is good at everything, he is polite, filial, and diligent, but he doesn't like to study. He still has the mischievousness and ruggedness expected of his age, and all his intelligence is spent on fighting guerrillas with adults.

In order to let their children understand the benefits of learning, the parents of the Shan family want to use this program to open their children's horizons and see the wonderful world outside. They hope that in two months, he can work hard and study hard, and jump over the dragon's gate!

The third group of small guests is Zhong Kangle from Shanghai Stock Exchange. His mother was pregnant with him when she was an educated youth. Because Zhong's mother was injured at that time and feared that it would be difficult to have a child again, she took the child back to the city with her.

Within half a year, she took him to get married. In order not to make her husband feel uncomfortable, and because she didn't want to remember her ex-husband, she treated Zhong Kangle very coldly, not to mention that they had another child.

Zhong Kangle has almost become the transparent person in the family. No one thought about the clothes that were too small, and the neighbors couldn't even fit him in. He was just hungry enough to eat, let alone go to school.

Even so, he still lives strong.

 I heard that Japan Culture Company had launched a new large-scale live broadcast variety show "Fake Parents and Fake Moms". As soon as the couple put their minds together, they pushed him to go out and make money.

After all, Tomorrow Culture Company has always been wealthy. The contract states that the young guest can receive a reward of 1,000 yuan, and his or her parents who cooperate will also receive a subsidy of 200 yuan!

Besides, Zhong Kangle went to the countryside to experience life, and there were also children from the countryside who came to their home. The couple has as much opportunity to be famous as the children.

He lowered his head quietly and did not give anyone a reaction. The thirteen-year-old child is only about the same height as the ten-year-old Xiao Jun. Although there is a factor of geographical height, his skinny appearance does not look any better than Gu Xiaocao.

The clothes he was wearing were quite new, and they were quite loose on him, as if he had found his brother's clothes temporarily.

There is nothing as glamorous as the family of four next to him.

"My child is too introverted and honest. If you say five words to him, he will say nothing to you. I hope he goes to the countryside and changes his behavior, otherwise when he grows up, he will be bullied to death by his wife?" Mother Zhong She smiled softly and stroked her eldest son's head, acting like a loving mother.

Zhong Kangle’s hands covered with calluses and frostbite were tightly clenched under his slightly long sleeves.

He was matched with Di Guoliang from Shedong Village, Shan Province. There is only one widowed mother in his family, and his father is a martyr. When his father was still alive, a regular brick house was built, with three main rooms and two east and west wing rooms. Even the vast yards at the front and back were fenced with solid red bricks.

After his father died, the uncle and his third uncle kept an eye on their house.

If it were not for the protection of the elderly in the village, these orphans and widowers would have been driven out to starve to death on the streets.

The family has some savings. Di Guoliang went to school and is now a first-year junior high school student.

(End of this chapter)