Zhao Yunuo did not understand her mother's evaluation of Yi Xiangyuan, but she believed that her mother was correct.

Walking across Qinghe Bridge is Snack Street. It looks like a market with lots of people and a lot of snacks. On the street, you can smell the complex and intertwined cuisine. When you're in a good mood, you can feel the smell, and you can tell which one is closest to you. When you're in a bad mood, you might think that the taste is too chaotic.

At this time, Zhao Yunuo felt that the taste here was very chaotic, like a crowd of people. She's not self-suppressed, she just thinks her mother's mind is heavy.

"Nono, there are fried chicken steaks, do you eat them?" Mom asked, pointing to the fried chicken stall that had been open for seven or eight years.

Zhao Yunuo shook his head and smiled, "I want to eat candied fruit."

"Then let's go forward." Mom stepped forward, Zhao Yunuo held her arm.

The streets of the ancient city are paved with bluestone bricks. The retro meaning makes the stone bricks pitted at the foot. The narrow alleys explain the ancient people's love of closeness.

In contrast, this alley is relatively wide, with stalls on both sides, filled with pedestrians in the middle, and the slit in the middle of the two stalls is a door. The door is lit with antiques and photography shops.

This place has become a man-made ancient city, so the things in the antique shop are deceiving newcomers. Zhao Yunuo has not been in the shop for several years.

There are big red lanterns hanging on the gate of the antique shop. At this time, they are all lit. During the walk, if there is no prominent modern clothing, there is really a kind of artistic conception of returning to ancient times. Because of looking out, there are many ancient wooden signs hanging under the red lanterns. There are tea houses, inns, bookstores, pawn shops, and antique houses.

Her mother's face was very gloomy, her gaze was not in the alley, her brows frowned, making Zhao Yunuo feel that it was going to rain on a cloudy day.

"Mom, do you have something to say?" Zhao Yunuo finally asked.

Mother pointed to Beijing Bingtang Gourd Stand in front and smiled, "I'll buy you Bingtang Gourd."

"I want two!" Zhao Yu Nuojiao said.

"Okay." Mom approached the candy cane stand, gestured two fingers towards the familiar grandfather, and then picked two candy canes.

The old grandfather who sells candy gourds is a deaf person. He is playing with hawthorn fruits every day, and has a crimson color of hawthorn fruits on his face. He loves to laugh and looks kind. Nuo likes to eat the most, so she rarely buys candy gourds outside. She doesn't think there is any good here.

My mother handed it to Zhao Yunuo, but Zhao Yunuo passed back one, "Mom, eat one with Nuo Nuo today."

Mom rarely eats things on the floor because she has a good cooking skill, just like Zhao Yunuo is not used to eating outside food. She always feels that there is no such kind of flavor, maybe it is a mouthful, or a heart function.

"You eat, I don't like to eat." Mother pushed.

"No, you have to eat." Zhao Yunuo said willfully.

My mother shook her head helplessly, took a bite of the sugar gourd, and grinned at the corners of her mouth, grinning bitterly: "This is really what your children like to eat."

"Where to go next? I still want to hear the story." Zhao Yunuo vomited.

Mother shook her head and pointed to the white temple tower in front of her: "To go there, I want to add a pillar of incense."

"Upper incense?" Zhao Yunuo was so surprised that his mother never burned incense.

Mom nodded, then walked forward.

The White Temple Pagoda is tall and 17-story, and people are now restricted from climbing. If you want to go to the top floor, you need tickets and special guides.

The temple tower is a sacred object, and when you approach it, you will feel a breath of god, as if you are here to be quiet, otherwise you will become a monster that destroys peace.

The mother lit three incense sticks, then knelt down on the futon, lightly pressed three heads, then slowly walked towards the incense burner, gently inserted the incense sticks on the incense ash, bowed solemnly, and left Zhao tower with Zhao Yunuo's hand before.

"You made a wish?" Zhao Yunuo asked.

Mom nodded and smiled: "I hope you are a happy and happy person."

"I was very happy," Zhao Yunuo said with a tongue out.

Suddenly her mother stopped and looked at a tree in front of it, which was a wishing tree covered with red ropes.

"Nono, if I divorced your father, who would you follow?" Mom suddenly asked this question.

Her voice was cold, like a chill from the frozen cellar.

"Mom, you haven't made such a joke for more than ten years, haha." Zhao Yunuo covered his stomach and said, his eyes were filled with tears.

Mother shook her head and said, "I'm serious."

There were tears in her mother's eyes, wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were folded, and her nostrils were rough.

Zhao Yunuo still laughed loudly: "Mom, haha, you are so funny, I want to go home, it's a bit cold."

"Well, go home." Mom nodded, and finally glanced at the sacred temple tower.

The road home was very heavy, neither of the mother and daughter spoke. The lights were dim, and the road was dim. Zhao Yunuo couldn't open her eyes, and her retina was blinded by tears. This seemingly unreal joke is happening, just as she suddenly feels that the sky is down and the world is destroyed.

The light at home was on. Dad was sitting at the coffee table, smoking a cigarette, and staring at the sports channel on the TV.

Zhao Yunuofei ran to his father, snatched the cigarette in his hand, and hummed, "You never smoke."

Dad glanced at her and sneered coldly, "This is my business."

After speaking, Dad lit another one, and this time he sucked so hard that he coughed.

"Why divorce my mother!" Zhao Yunuo almost roared, but her voice was very hoarse.

Dad ignored her, but stared fiercely at her mother, gritted her teeth, "Who told you to tell her."

Mom took off her coat and shouted with red eyes: "Do you think she finally knew? She is innocent."

Dad took off his cigarette butt, got up, and walked towards the room.

"You answer me." Zhao Yunuo stopped at the door.

"Go away!" Dad was very imposing.

Zhao Yunuo stared, "No, I just want to know why you are divorced!"

Dad also widened his eyes, raised his arm, and growled, "Get out."

Mother stopped in front of Zhao Yunuo and insisted, "No harm to Nuo Nuo."

Dad turned his face away from looking at his mother, and said lowly, "Have you considered Nono before doing those things?"

Mother shook her head and sighed, "You still don't believe me."

"What did the mother do? Why did you divorce your mother? Why did you jump into the river in October to chase your mother? Why did you do that? Do you know a man's responsibility?" Zhao Yunuo shouted.

Dad snorted, pushed Zhao Yunuo away, walked into the room without turning back, but said, "Zhao Yunuo, you are an adult, don't ask me for money in the future!"

Zhao Yunuo kicked out, kicked on the door, it hurts, but not as heartache.

"Mom, what the hell is going on?" Zhao Yunuo held her mother's hand and asked seriously.

Mother shook her head and whispered, "Go to grandma's house. I'll talk to your father at night."

"No, you have to tell me anything." Zhao Yunuo finally couldn't help crying, tears ran down her cheeks, and her heart fell down at this moment, her body was soft and almost fell.

Mother shook her head and sat silent on the sofa.

Zhao Yunuo crouched on the ground and wept. After a long time, her head flashed, and she quickly ran to the room, quickly found the household register, put it in her arms, and quickly went downstairs with her phone.

Grandma's house was only a street away from her own house, and she ran there. She believes that as long as the hukou book is hidden, they will never be able to divorce, so she keeps the hukou book in her grandma's safe and no one knows.

Only two people know the grandma's safe code, grandma and herself. She is the only daughter of two generations. Grandma hurts her more than she hurts herself.

After hiding the hukou book, Zhao Yunuofei ran home quickly, but across the door, she heard the noise inside.

"I can't live with you, I'm a man." Dad shouted.

"You're a man without eyes!" Mom shouted.

"I won't look after you with eyes, and I won't even have a son!" Dad roared again.

"It's your problem to have a son! You should be like this. Even if I'm blind, I'll leave." Mom shouted.

...

Zhao Yunuo squatted at the door, tears falling down, and finally she had no strength to knock on the door.

Standing up, he walked downstairs, holding a big tree, and Zhao Yunuo wiped away the tears in his eyes.

"Parents are just arguing, just a few days later." She patted her chest, comforting herself.

A sense of helplessness came to my heart, and the sadness stirred her heart. She was in need of a dependency, not this big tree.

So she called Zhang Zihuan.

The phone is shutting down!

Turned off at this time when he was most needed.

Zhao Yunuo was busy leaving a message on QQ: "Call me back quickly, or break up!"

She really didn't know how to vent, maybe it would be better to pass the anger to Zhang Zizheng.

Shut down will not reply to the message, Zhao Yunuo then called again.

After making thirteen phone calls, Zhang Zizheng's cell phone has been shut down.

"No man is a good thing!" Zhao Yunuo scolded and called the good sister Liang Lixian.

"What's wrong, Xiao Nizi." Liang Lixian heard Zhao Yunuo's cry on the phone.

Zhao Yunuo choked and did not tell Liang Lixian about the family. She said that she felt wronged, and she needed to be alone now.

"Isn't there Zhang Zihuan? You let him fly over, right away!" Liang Lixian reminded.

Upon hearing Zhang Zizheng, Zhao Yunuo became angry and shouted: "Don't mention him, I want to break up with him!"

This moment is also an impulse and a great choice. She suddenly felt that it was necessary to break up with Zhang Zihuan. If her family broke up, she would leave school and she could not give Zhang Zihuan happiness, it would only be a drag.

Liang Lixian asked something unknown, "Why? You have a fight?"

Zhao Yunuo choked, "No, I just don't want to be with him anymore."

"Then I will be with you tomorrow. Why are you in such a bad mood."

She immediately dialed Zhang Ziyi's mobile phone number, but Zhang Ziyi's mobile phone was turned off.