"Oh..." Song Jiaxi's mother responded on the other side of the phone and began to cry to her daughter: "Xiaoxi, mom and your dad, you can't live this life anymore. You don't know. Your dad is so awesome now that he dares not answer me even if he calls me... I called him more than a dozen calls in the afternoon, but he didn't answer any of them..."

"I finally took one and said that I was busy. If I had something to do, he had something to do. If he had something to do, I heard someone beside him call him to play cards quickly!! Tell me, he knew that he would go out to play cards, and he didn't care about me. I was alone at home, cleaning and cooking, and cleaned the room every day, and he didn't even want to go back to the house..."

"Xiaoxi, if your parents divorce, who will you follow?"

Song Jiaxi listened to the crying on the other side of the phone, and finally couldn't help but raise her head, sucked her nose hard and said, "Mom, why have you played my father's death-serious call again? Haven't you agreed before? Where can he go? Either go to work or play cards or eat with his colleagues. If you have nothing to do, you always call him, just like surveillance him..."

Song Jiaxi's mother listened to her words and said unhappy: "How do you say this damn girl? Then don't I care about your dad? I care about her, but in the end, it turned out to be my fault? It was just that he was wrong. Every time I called him, he didn't answer. I asked you to call him, but he answered. Why? He just didn't want to hear my voice??"

Song Jiaxi closed her eyes and tried to make tears disappear from her eyes. After she kicked the stone on the ground with her toes, she said muffled: "Then when you call him, just speak a little gentler. Every time she opens her mouth, she asks, what are you doing, who are you with, and let that person answer the phone, you are like this... Of course my dad doesn't want to answer."

"After all the time, it's all my fault? OK! You ungrateful, you have the same virtue as your father. If we divorce, you can follow your father!!" Song Jiaxi's mother was so angry that she shouted loudly at the phone.

"Mom..." Song Jiaxi called her helplessly, and said in a muffled voice: "Can you stop talking about divorce? Since I was a child, you will have to make a divorce when you quarrel with my dad. After so many years, aren't you still together well... Don't put all your thoughts on my dad? If you didn't like painting before, why don't you go out for a trip and sketch around??"

"I'll go out, what should your dad do if I go out?" Song Jiaxi's mother yelled angrily: "He is at home alone, maybe he will bring back a little vixen. Besides, he is the only one in this family. When I come back, how dirty it will be? Let me tell you..."

Song Jiaxi stood on the road, looking at the cars coming and going, and listening to her mother's constant muttering on the phone, she couldn't help but she couldn't help it and tears fell down.

In her memory, her parents basically quarrel every three days and every five days. Every time they have a big quarrel, her mother will come over and ask her, if her parents divorce in the future, who will you be with?
Chapter completed!