The seven years between me and Zha Gong

Very late, when her mother came back, Lan Weiyu heard the movement, got up from the bed, turned on the light in the living room, her mother was so drunk that she lay on the floor and kept chanting: "Bastard, stinky man, cheating old lady of money How dare you lie to my old lady... Get away with that little bitch of yours...!!" Lan Weiyu fetched a basin of hot water, helped his mother onto the sofa, and wiped her with a towel. face, grabbed his wrist and said: "Weiyu, good son, give mom some more money, give mom some more money..."

Lan Weiyu ignored her, wrung out the towel, and said, "Mom, Xiaoran needs the surgery fee, so don't take the money from the family anymore." The mother was stunned, with a look of disgust on her face: "You haven't given up yet. That kid? He can't be cured. Really, if your dad hadn't run away with that mistress, we wouldn't have fallen to this point. Weiyu, if you give me some more money, I'll take a gamble. To raise enough surgery expenses for Xiaoran." 1