Chapter 6 five, mother

"Then are they still here?" Mei Xiang asked while chewing something.I tried not to let the fried rice fall out of my mouth, and asked, "What?" "That teacher, his name is Yan or something..." "Mr. Iwamura? You will probably come. Mr. Tomizawa also said just now that people from the police station may also come together." I glanced at the floor.There are many dried yellow rice grains stuck to the floor.I couldn't help but sigh when I thought that my home would be seen by others. "Could you say something so that they come directly to our room? It's best to go upstairs as soon as you enter the hall."

I am afraid that the only thing that can be shown to outsiders in this family is our children's room. "Mom sure thinks so too." "Mom doesn't care about that." When the two of us were about to finish our meal, there was a sound of opening the door from the entrance.I hastily closed the window facing the yard. "Brother, there are still windows on the second floor!" Mei Xiang said quickly.I couldn't help yelling "Ah", but at this time my mother was already standing at the entrance of the kitchen and looking over here, with a few locks of sweaty long hair sticking to her cheeks like seaweed.

"What are you doing?" Mom's voice was extremely indifferent and harsh, and that voice made my heart feel uncomfortable as if it had been grabbed. "There are flies," I replied. "There's a fly on the windowpane, it's disgusting, so I want to get rid of it..." "Think flies are disgusting?" My mother stood there looking down at me, her lips were raised at both ends, and her eyes were hanging up maliciously, like a praying mantis.I thought it would be like this for a while, but Mom still said "you are the one who is disgusting" I have heard countless times and have not cared about its meaning these days.

I didn't speak, just lowered my head and sat down on the chair again. "Xiao Meixiang, mother is back!" I couldn't believe it was coming from the same mouth, the voice was high and sweet, like a passage from some song. "Oh, why is the little skirt so wrinkled? Xiao Meixiang is a little girl, so she must be clean." Mom bent down and stretched the edge of Meixiang's skirt with her hands like dusting, then she still kept that posture, turned her face to me, and asked in that indifferent voice with no cadence, "Is it true?" "what?" "Mr. S's matter. Is it true? They said you saw it." Mom stared at me.It seems that compared with Mr. S's death, what my mother thinks is more serious is that this incident was discovered by me.

"I... I went to Mr. S's house to give him the things sent by the school, but no one answered the door at the entrance, and then I went to the yard..." "Stupid you!" Mom interrupted me, "If no one answers the door, why don't you just put the things you brought on the shoe cabinet or in front of the entrance? Why do you always do such stupid things? Mom used to work very hard. Well, it was because of you that I was called back! Besides, the teacher and the police will come to the house—I said you just to embarrass me, right? Tell me, did you do it on purpose? "

"I didn't do it on purpose... I, I didn't know Mr. S was dead..." "I don't believe what you say!" I understand what my mother wants to say.That's the lie.The day my mother started loathing me for that lie I told a long time ago.From that day on, my mother never believed in me again.But from that day on, I never lied again.Since that day, I have been introspective. With a sob in my throat, I couldn't say anything, I could only look down at the dining table. "You are really insidious!" After finishing speaking, my mother added another sentence as if spitting out a piece of dirt: "Idiot!" I hear this word countless times every day.If I didn't remind myself to pay attention every day, and lived while being convinced that "I'm not an idiot", I would definitely start to feel that I was a real "idiot" unconsciously.But now it's clear to me that I'm definitely not a "dumb".

"Xiao Meixiang..." Mom's voice immediately changed again. "Xiao Meixiang is a good baby, don't be like your brother. Do you understand?" I finished the last bite of fried rice and stood up from the table. "I'm done eating—Mei Xiang, let's go upstairs." Before the words were finished, my mother yelled out her throat: "You are not allowed to call her Meixiang!" "why?" I didn't look at my mother's face, and muttered something in a low voice. "Why can't I call Meixiang Meixiang? Isn't that what my mother calls me?"

Mom still wanted to yell something loudly, but finally swallowed it back.In the end, I still went upstairs with Meixiang.Mom's low voice came from behind: "The teacher will come downstairs after a while, I have nothing to say!"