This person is my mother, Fang Fei. As her name suggests, she is very gentle and always has a faint smile on her face.
From childhood to adulthood, she has always taken great care of me, rarely got angry with me, and never hit me. The few times she did get angry were only because of my mistakes in my studies.
My mother takes very good care of me. I can say that apart from studying, I don't have to worry about anything. I'm practically waited on hand and foot. It is precisely because of this that I am not very independent.
My mother stood up from the dining table. Although she was wearing an apron, it couldn't hide her tall and voluptuous figure. My mother is 168 cm tall, a little taller than me.
I am only 165 cm tall now, and I have been weak since I was a child. I was often sick when I was young, and it is no exaggeration to say that I am a walking pharmacy.
Even a minor cold or fever can take several days to heal; medication doesn't seem to help at all, and I have to get IV drips and nebulizers.
It is precisely for this reason that my mother takes very meticulous and thoughtful care of me.
"You eat first, and I'll come and clean up after I'm done with my work. After you finish eating, go do your homework..." As soon as I sat down at the table, my mother took off her apron and said to me.
"Aren't you going to eat?" I couldn't help but ask my mother.
"I had already eaten before you came back…" After saying that, Mom got up and went out through the back door of the house, then disappeared into the warehouse.
"Sigh..." I couldn't help but sigh. I really didn't know what my mother was doing. Why did she have to keep it from me like this?
Actually, I've thought about it too. Is my mother doing something illegal or criminal?
I even wondered if my mother was... was doing something shady?
Every time I think about this possibility, I feel like slapping myself, but if I don't think about it this way, I can't explain why my mother is covering for me.
Most importantly, my mother doesn't go out to work; she just stays at home all day, yet our family's financial situation is gradually improving. I don't know where my mother's money comes from, and it's not convenient for me to ask.
Although my mother came from a rural background, she was definitely not bad-looking; she could absolutely be considered beautiful. Her appearance was somewhat similar to that of Matsushita Saeko from Japanese AV—quiet and beautiful.
Her clothing was conservative but not revealing, yet very appropriate. She always liked to wear light-colored clothes, especially white ones, but she always managed to keep them very clean.
When we lived in the countryside, my mother's skin was a bit dark because she often did farm work. But after we moved to the city, her skin changed dramatically and became very fair.
Compared to when she lived in the countryside, she looks so much younger now.
Although my mother is 35 years old, there would be people who would believe she is under 30.
After finishing my homework, I lay in bed unable to fall asleep for a long time. The dining table hadn't been cleared yet, which I normally had plenty of time to do.
But my mother never allows me to tidy up. No matter how late she is busy, she is the one who tidies up.
At that moment, I couldn't help but get up and look at the back of the house; the small window of the warehouse was still lit.
I've been preoccupied with something these past few days, so I've been going to bed later than usual. I don't know when I drifted off to sleep.
I don't know how long I slept, but I was woken up by some soft noises. I opened my eyes and heard the soft clinking of dishes outside. It seemed that my mother had finished her chores and was cleaning up the house.
My mother was noticeably cautious in her movements, afraid of waking me.
I couldn't help but pick up my phone watch and glance at the time. It was already past midnight. I wondered what my mother was doing so late.
"Da Guo, I need to talk to you..." On the second day at noon, after having lunch in the cafeteria, I went to the playground and said to Da Guo.
"What happened..." Da Guo asked me, holding a basketball in his hand.
"Nothing much, just wanted to chat..." There were quite a few people on the court at the time, so I didn't say it outright.
"Okay, you take my place..." After hearing my words, Da Guo said to another person wearing a jersey, and then walked over to my side.
"What's wrong, bro? Did someone bully you?" Da Guo asked me while wiping his sweat.
"Come on, can't you wish me well for once?" I said with a wry smile. Every time I contacted him, he would say almost the same thing.
Although Da Guo was only sixteen years old, he had already grown a beard, his lips were surrounded by light black hair, and black hair had grown in his armpits, as well as on his thighs and chest. He looked like a gorilla that had not completely degenerated.
"What's the matter?" Da Guo asked with a very serious expression, because usually Da Guo was the one who took the initiative to contact me, and I rarely took the initiative to contact him.
"Well... that's how it is..." I stopped hiding anything and told him all my curiosity and worries.
If it were anyone else, I would never tell him about my family matters, but Daguo is different. He is the only person I trust besides my family. He has been punished a lot at school to help me get revenge. He takes care of me like an older brother.
"That's how it is..." After hearing my words, Da Guo's expression was also a little strange. He took a deep breath and said.
Seeing his expression, it seemed he had the same thought as me, but he just didn't say it.
"Haiyang, under normal circumstances, we shouldn't interfere in adults' affairs… Auntie might have her reasons for keeping this from you, or maybe you're overthinking it…" Daguo then said, his expression unusually calm, no longer displaying his usual mischievous grin.
"Are we just going to ignore it? I'm her son. We depend on each other for survival. Don't I have the right to know?" I couldn't help but ask. Da Guo seemed to be undecided as well.
"Let me think about it. We can talk about it after school tonight..." Da Guo said to me after a moment of contemplation.
When school was over, Daguo was already waiting at the school gate. I always packed very carefully, so Daguo was usually there before me.
"I've thought about it. Why don't you go to the warehouse entrance tonight and eavesdrop? You might find out something…" Da Guo said to me as we were riding our bikes home.
"Eavesdropping?" Hearing Da Guo's words, my heart tightened.
I have always been a good child, strictly following the teachings of my mother and teachers. Whether it's peeping or eavesdropping, anything related to "stealing" is something I shouldn't do and shouldn't violate.
"Yeah…you're scared?" Da Guo said to me as he rode his bike. I didn't say anything, which was taken as tacit agreement.
"Your mother won't hit you, what are you afraid of?" Da Guo said with a sneer. In order to change my introverted personality, Da Guo had taken me to do countless things that I would never dare to do normally.
"Just don't let your mom find out. Go eavesdrop tonight... and tell me later..." After Da Guo finished speaking, we discussed the details. Since I had already been honest with Da Guo, I might as well listen to his opinion. Anyway, I would ask him for advice on any issues at school.
After I got home and ate dinner, my mother went to the warehouse again while I was doing my homework.
With a heavy heart, I quickly finished my homework, and then I prepared to carry out my plan that I discussed with the big guy(Da Gou).
My mother was still in the warehouse, and my heart was inexplicably racing.
I've always been a good child and never do anything sneaky or dishonest behind my mother's back, so I can't help but feel a little nervous right now.
There's only a warehouse behind the house; the toilet and other sanitation equipment are all in front of the house.
I tiptoed toward the back door of the house, and I was very nervous as I pushed the door open.
I rarely come to the back door, because the back door just faces the warehouse, and I don't usually need to come here.
I was very careful before I pushed the door open, afraid that my mother would suddenly come out of the warehouse and I would bump into her. How should I explain this to my mother?
"Click..." After hesitating for a long time, I finally pushed open the back door of the house, making a normal opening sound, but it scared me half to death.
Thieves are bound to feel guilty to some extent, especially when they're afraid that their mother in the warehouse might hear them.
After I pushed open the door, I was frozen in place, as if I had been struck by an acupuncture point. After a long pause, I finally breathed a sigh of relief and slowly walked out of the house.
The stars in the sky were very bright, but I couldn't look at them. I walked step by step, very gently, without making a sound.
The warehouse door drew closer, and as it got closer, I could hear some sounds, very faint and soft...