Chapter 13

After my mother showed me around the room, she hurried out to work. Although this was a small hotel, the room was clean and tidy, which made people feel much better.

I took out my notebook, connected to the hotel network and started surfing the Internet. However, although it was broad daylight and the Internet speed was still good, I was always a little nervous and looked back from time to time, especially the bathroom, which was blocked by the corner. I couldn’t see the situation inside, which made me feel uneasy.

So, I simply closed my notebook, took out the room card and went out. I have been used to sleeping alone since I was five years old, but now I feel a little restless staying in the hotel alone.

I originally wanted to find Xiaopang to make do for a day, but I was afraid of bringing something dirty to Teacher Su’s house. After thinking about it, I still think that places with a lot of people are more reliable.

So, I came to the black Internet cafe that Xiaopang and I occasionally patronized. As soon as I stepped into the door, the familiar smell of cigarettes, instant noodles and a hint of foot odor calmed me down.

I spent the whole day in the Internet cafe, and for lunch I ordered fried noodles next door. It was not until my mother sent me the location on WeChat that I hurriedly checked out and went to the restaurant where my mother was.

I was relieved to learn that my mother was doing well in the company. It seems that it was right to stay in a hotel. I can go home after two more days of “haunting” troubles. Although it was a pity that this opportunity was wasted, the scratches on the door made me no longer have a fluke mentality. It is still important to be cautious in everything.

It was almost 6:30 when I returned to the hotel. I opened my laptop and started surfing the Internet again. My mother was watching TV series on her iPad. Before half an hour had passed, my mother began to complain, sometimes complaining that the network was slow, and sometimes complaining that the chair was too hard and uncomfortable to sit on. She ran to the bed and leaned against the headboard and half-lying, but within two minutes she came to harass me again and asked me to go out to buy her snacks.

I was so annoyed by her that I stretched out my hand to signal my mother to pay the regular fee. This is a common practice in our family. My mother has always refused all outings after 6:00 on the grounds that “it is not safe for little fairies to go out at night.” Although she was lazy, she was still greedy and wanted to eat supper every now and then. At that time, takeout was not as convenient as it is now, and some specialty stalls were run by one person. Who would deliver to your doorstep? Naturally, my mother set her sights on me.

Although I am a rough man, I also know that “boys should protect themselves outside.” I asked my mother for 10-50 insurance fees; if the item I ran errands for was a sanitary napkin, which was an item that gambled on a man’s dignity, I had to pay double the fee. For things like buying supper, I only bought one portion for my mother since I was in the third grade of junior high school, and then I forcibly snatched the plastic bowl from my mother with excuses such as “Ah, it’s so fragrant, I wasn’t hungry, I just wanted to have a taste”, and took a big sip of the soup from the position where my mother had just drunk, and took the opportunity to slide my tongue back and forth in the soup. After drinking two sips of soup, I handed the bowl back to my mother. My mother looked at me with disdain, muttered to me to buy two portions but I didn’t listen, but she ate it all without any disdain.