After reading my code, my mom never beat me again.

After reading my code, my mom never beat me again.

Q: When a child's mother died, he wanted her to write a lot of emails into the mailbox. After dad beat him, he said: no more children?

Is this? Let's take a look at traditional Chinese characters.
Wife's vacancy-the voice of a Korean single-parent father
My wife has been away from me for four years due to an accident. I think how sad my wife is to leave me and my children who will not do any housework? I also feel frustrated because I cannot take the roles of both my parents into consideration. One day I went out early in the morning for a business trip. I had to leave my house if I couldn't beat my children well. Just the day before, I had the rest of my meal. I had a hot steam and asked my children who had not yet woken up to say goodbye, then I went out.
I cannot do my job well to take care of my children's meals. One night, when I got home, I just gave a brief greeting to my child. Just because I was tired and didn't want to have dinner, I would just lie down in bed after I took off my suit. At that time, with a bang, the red broth and noodles were instantly stained with sheets and sheets. a bowl of noodles was originally in the quilt! This guy is really a little late. I immediately picked up a hanger and ran out, hitting the ass of my son playing with toys, because I was so angry that I kept hitting him. But at this time, he said something while weeping, So that I stopped.
My son told me, "the food in the pot has been eaten in the morning and dinner has been eaten in kindergarten. But in the evening, my father will not return, I found the noodles in the cupboard drawer. But I thought of my father saying that I could not tamper with the gas stove, so I opened the faucet for bathing, soaked noodles with hot water, one to eat, and the other to eat for my father. For fear of refreshing the noodles, I will put it in a quilt and wait for you to come back. But I forgot to talk to my father because I was playing with the toys I borrowed from my friends .」
I don't want my son to see my tears, so I rushed to the bathroom, turned on the tap, and cried out loud. After a while, I joined my spirits and put my son on his ass to get him to bed. When I cleaned the sheets and quilts with dirty foam, I opened my son's door and saw that he was still crying and holding a photo of his mother. I leaned my head on the door for a long time and watched this scene.
Since this happened a year ago, I have taken care of his mother with greater care to play her role. Now my son is almost seven years old. He will soon graduate from kindergarten and enter elementary school. Fortunately, my son grew up with no shadows during this period. Not long ago, I once again beat a child. I felt very upset because my son didn't go to school because I called from kindergarten and returned home early, he shouted his name in the whole community, but he couldn't find it all over again. Later, at the door of the stationery store, I saw him standing in front of a video game. As a result, I was very angry and started to beat him. The son did not give any explanation, but said sorry. Later I learned that it was just the day when my mother was invited to the talent show in kindergarten.
After a few days of such incidents, his son went home and said that he had learned to write in kindergarten. Since then, he often couldn't get out of his room and wrote very seriously. When I saw my son look like this, I thought that my wife would smile like this in heaven, and I could not hold back the tears. It was a very short time and another year later. In winter, Christmas songs were playing on the streets, but my son suffered another disaster. When I was about to leave work, I received a call from the Community post office saying that my son had put a bundle of unwritten emails in the inbox with a prank. At the end of each year, it was the busiest time for post offices, which caused a lot of trouble to them. Although I had decided not to beat my child again, I couldn't help but beat him again when I hurried home and called my son. This time, he only said that he had done something wrong, but did not give any reason. I pushed him to a corner, no matter, and ran to the post office to receive the bundle of prank messages.
I threw the letter to his eyes and said, "Why do you want such a prank ?」
My son cried and said, "These emails are sent to my mother .」
At that time, my eyes turned red and I was very excited. But because I was in front of my son, I tried to hide it.
Then I asked him, "Why, why do I send so many emails ?」
The son replied, "in the past, I had no way to invest in the mail because I was too short. But recently I got it when I went to the mail box, so I threw all the messages I had not sent before. 」
After hearing this, I felt at a loss and did not know what to say to my children. Soon after,
I said to him, "Mom is in the sky now. After you finish writing the letter and burn it, you will be able to... the rest of the text>

I cried my mother. She told me to leave and said she would never ignore me again.

I will never ignore you again, but it's just so angry that my heart hurts. You have to think about what you want to do, and you have to fill in anything you want.