Dressed As the Villain’s Mother

I hate Mom!

Ji Zhile’s heart was about to break.

While wiping tears and holding grudges, the door of the room was suddenly knocked with a soft and rhythmic sound of “dong dong dong”.

Ji Zhile turned his head to take a look, pretended not to hear, and continued to lower his head to hold his grudges. Since he locked the door anyway, Mom could not come in.

“I won’t forgive her!” Ji Zhile wrote fiercely in the small notebook, and at the same time, engraved it in his heart.

“Zhile, open the door.” A familiar voice came, it was Dad.

Ji Zhile hesitated for a while, closed the small book, put another book on it to cover up, and then climbed off the stool to open the door.

Dad stood at the door and asked him, “Are you still crying?”

Ji Zhile lowered his head and pinched the hem of his clothes tightly, saying stiffly, “I don’t have one.”

“Take a look, what is this?”

There was a ‘bang bang bang bang’ sound. Ji Zhile raised his head slightly and saw the garbage bag in his hand. Ji Zhile recognized it immediately: “My bottle!”

Just for a moment, Ji Zhile became angry again: “I don’t want it anymore.”

Since the family is not short of money, what does he need the bottle for? He only earns five yuan a day, but his father earns more than him every second. Ji Zhile’s self-esteem has suffered an unprecedented blow.

Ji Jiangzhou put the garbage bag at the door and walked into his youngest son’s room.

“Zhile, don’t cry. Mom just hopes that you will not be picky about food and not waste food.” Ji Jiangzhou tried to soften his voice, comforting his youngest son.

Ji Zhile’s eyes widened. He could not believe that his father was actually helping his mother. It was obvious that his mother lied to him.

“I hate you!” Ji Zhile growled angrily.

This is a disaster for no reason, but Ji Jiangzhou has been able to accept it calmly: “Then you can only hate one person. If you hate your father, you can’t hate your mother.”

Ji Zhile covered his ears: “If I don’t listen, I won’t listen!”

He was completely in a state of refusing to communicate. Ji Jiangzhou frowned, feeling that now is not a good time to solve the problem.

“Then Dad is gone. Zhile, you have to go to kindergarten tomorrow, go to bed early.”

After his father left, Ji Zhile finally let go of his hands covering her ears, raised his eyelids, and glanced quietly.

The door was closed softly. Ji Zhile pouted. Who said that he can only hate one person? He wants to hate everyone!

Ji Zhile climbed out of bed neatly, went back to his small desk, opened the little notebook of vengeance, and wrote on it: “Hate Dad!”

Why hate it? Ji Zhile bit his cheek and thought, yes!

“Because Dad speaks for Mom!”

Ji Zhile thought about it again. There are no other annoying people for the time being. He can add them in the future, but the person he hates the most right now is his mother.

Ji Zhile swore that he would remember this matter forever.

After writing today’s vengeance, Ji Zhile rubbed his eyes and was about to go to bed. But the moment his butt touched the bed, he thought of something again. He tiptoed out of bed, walked to the door, and quietly opened the door of the room. There was nothing at the door.

He remembered seeing his father put the garbage bag here just now, but there is no more now.

Ji Zhile tried his best to ignore the sense of loss in his heart. It doesn’t matter. Anyway, the family is rich now and there is no shortage of his bottles.

However, it took him a long time to pick up so many. Ji Zhile rubbed his eyes. He closed the door silently and returned to the bed.

When the alarm clock rang the next morning, Ji Zhile woke up. But, he did not get up to get dressed and wash his face as usual. He just sat on the bed blankly, doing nothing.

He did not want to leave the room. He did not want to see his mother.

Ji Zhile just sat there blankly until his brother came to call him.

“Zhile, haven’t you woken up yet? You’ll be late for school later.”

This sentence reminded Ji Zhile that he can’t be late for school. The last person to enter the classroom will be embarrassed and you will be laughed at by your classmates for sleeping in.

Ji Zhile immediately climbed out of bed, quickly got dressed, and ran downstairs. His parents and elder brother were all there. Ji Zhile pouted and tilted his head, no one wanted to pay attention to him.

“Ji Zhile.”

It was his mother calling him.

Ji Zhile raised his chin, pretending not to hear. Even if his mother apologized to him now, he would not forgive her easily. Unless she…

“Your clothes are on the wrong side.”

Ji Zhile was stunned for a moment. He then lowered his head to look at his clothes, only to find that he was wearing them backward, with the unpatterned back on the front. Ji Zhile suddenly felt a little hot on his face, as if everyone was looking at him.

He clenched his fists: “I hate you!”

Then thud thump ran upstairs.

He heard his brother calling him: “Zhile…”

Ji Zhile did not even look back. He was about to change his clothes back quickly and then he heard his mother’s voice: “It’s okay, he hates me. Anyway, he has hated me many times.”

Ji Zhile’s ears twitched slightly. His cheeks puffed up. He was so angry, his mother did not take his dislike at all!