Gu Jianbin quickly embraced her, "Mom, stop making a scene. Can’t you see everyone is laughing at us?"
Had he not run out of living expenses, he would have never wanted to come here.
To tell the truth, every time he came, his mom would drag him around, boasting about him to others, saying he was capable and would definitely get into college someday.
His academic performance was indeed not bad, and getting into college wasn’t an issue, but he wasn’t used to such high-profile bragging.
Especially when he saw the scornful looks from others, he felt humiliated each time. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⁂𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⁂𝓷𝓮𝓽
"What’s there to laugh at? Who dares to laugh?" Wang Erfeng glared with her bulging eyes and swept around, "Let go of me, I’m going to find that little bitch."
"Mom, don’t keep calling her a ’little bitch,’ it sounds so vulgar," Gu Jianbin said with some distaste.
As soon as Wang Erfeng heard this, she instantly flew into a rage, "What now? I raised you to this age, provided for your education, and now you’re disgusted by my vulgarity?"
"Raising you two useless things, I don’t see the point. Someone was almost beating your mother to death, and neither of you was of any use..."
As she spoke, she got angrier and pushed Gu Jianbin away, raising her hand to hit him, but she stopped halfway because she still couldn’t bear to strike him.
This son was her pride. It was also his farsightedness that led her to set up a stall selling clothes, which improved their family’s livelihood. How could she bring herself to hit him?
But with no outlet for her anger, she turned her hand and slapped Gu Jianli instead.
"Mom, why did you hit me?"
Gu Jianli was bewildered by the slap; he clearly saw that she was about to hit his brother, but the slap had landed on him instead.
"How old is your brother? What does he know?" Wang Erfeng unreasonably scolded her eldest son, "You’re nearly thirty, and in front of you, they nearly beat your mother, and you didn’t even have the guts to fart, let alone stop them, who should I hit if not you?"
In her decades of life, she had never felt such humiliation.
To be beaten by a young girl with not a hair out of place, and neither of her sons stood up for her, the perpetrator just walked away in front of her, strutting off.
"It was Jianbin who first told her to leave," Gu Jianli felt wronged, "Besides, how old is that girl? Could she really have beaten you?"
Wang Erfeng was like a child tending sheep, often playing the victim even when she had the upper hand, and it was usually her bullying others.
Now that she was truly bullied, no one would believe it.
"You want to watch them beat me to death before you’ll believe it, right?" Wang Erfeng, furious, hit Gu Jianli again with a slap.
Gu Jianli felt wronged, and also believed his mother played favorites, but he didn’t dare to speak up.
He thought thankfully that he let that girl go, otherwise, if people saw it, how embarrassed would he be?
The more Wang Erfeng looked at her eldest son, the more she thought he was weak, and so angry she lost her appetite, she shouted, "Watch the stall for a while for me."
"Mom, where are you going now?"
Gu Jianbin looked apprehensive; surely his mom wasn’t thinking of stirring up trouble again?
"Can’t I go to the bathroom?"
Wang Erfeng roared and stormed off.
She was so angry she almost peed herself; along the whole street where they had their stall, there was no bathroom, only a public one near the vegetable market.
Gu Jianli rubbed his face, which had been slapped twice, and looked at Jianbin, starting to feel uncomfortable. He loved his brother and thought of him as the family’s pride.
But sometimes, he was very envious of his brother.
Despite having the same parents, all the good traits seemed to have been passed on to his brother, and all the bad ones to him.
If only he could have just one of Jianbin’s good points, he wouldn’t still be single at twenty-eight without a wife.