The daily life of a dimensional traverser

You can search for "Daily Search Novels of the Dimension Traveler (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!It is said that children are hydrocephalus before the age of three and don't remember anything.But Witt clearly remembered that the man slumped on the sofa every day, his eyes either staring at the small luminous square on his hand or at the large patterned square on the table.He likes to drink something in a transparent bottle, every time after drinking, his body will emit a pungent stench, and his face will be red like a fire.Whenever Witt was too hungry and cried loudly, he would pick up the empty bottle and scare Witt until Witt stopped crying.

He called Witt "a bitch" and Witt called him "Dad".

Witt disliked his father because his father was always fierce; Witt liked his mother very much, even though his mother was often away from home.

Every morning, when Father Sun was still lying in bed, her mother was already awake.She would prepare food for them for the day first, then kiss the forehead of little Witt, and then say that she loves him... and then, mother always comes home when Granny Moon also gets into the bed.But no matter how late she came back, she would walk into Little Witt's room first, because she knew that he was waiting for her.The bedtime story every night is their eternal agreement.

Mom is actually a crying ghost. She cries every time she reads. She cries so much that her makeup is spent. She looks like a cat face. Was she moved by the happy ending of the prince and princess in the fairy tale?

Little Witt felt that his mother's tears were like the pearls in the story. They were big, round and bright, but he didn't know why. He didn't want to see his mother drop the pearls, as if all the beautiful things were flowing away.He stretched out his little hand, trying to block his mother's tears, but no matter how he blocked it, he couldn't stop it, and the tears kept falling.Little Witt was very anxious, he felt that his pearl was about to fall.

Suddenly, he remembered a fairy tale. When the protagonist of the story felt sad, he would make himself laugh. As long as he laughed, all his troubles would disappear. This is the "smile magic."So he laughed and danced to make himself look happy, but when his mother saw him smiling, she also laughed, and the pearls didn't fall anymore.Little Witt thought to himself that "the magic of a smile" is real.

This is also the only "miracle" he still believes in.

Time crawled slowly like a snail, and little Witt waited and waited.Unlike adults, children always want to grow up quickly, because when they grow up they can do many things they couldn't do before.

Finally, he waited until he was four years old.

On his birthday, he fell asleep in a daze while waiting for his mother to leave work.In his dream, he was as tall and mighty as a knight in a fairy tale. Wearing a silver armor and holding a heavy weapon, he finally has the ability to protect the person he wants to protect...

Suddenly, he heard the sound of someone arguing, is it his mother back?

Little Witt climbed out of bed happily, but as soon as he walked to the door, he was stopped by the scene behind the crack of the door. Mom and Dad actually scrambled together.

"This is money saved for special school to use, you can't move!"

Mother desperately protected what was in her hand, but father hit and dragged and snatched it abruptly.

"I don't need that money-losing thing now!" Dad said viciously, "I'm lucky today, I'm just the last one. Don't stop me from getting rich!"

"How can you not learn the ten gambling and nine losing principles for so long? You can't afford it when you have to eat, and you can't live at home. Will you wake up!!!"

Dad ignored him and slammed the door out.The mother who was left behind was like a puppet with a broken wire, leaning against the wall in a daze.She didn't cry this time, maybe the tears were running dry, maybe she was numb.

Little Witt walked out slowly from behind the door. He picked up the cake that had been thrown on the ground and opened the box to see that it was his favorite butter cake.Although the shape of the cake is beyond recognition, the taste will certainly not be affected. He is still optimistic.

He pulled his mother to the cake, put four unlit candles on the tattered cake, sang a birthday song to himself, made a wish, and pretended to blow out the candles.Haokan Novel Network www.haokantxt.com

"Mom, guess what wish I just made?" He tried to maximize his smile.

Mom didn't answer, just stared at him blankly.

"I make a wish, I hope you will be happy forever." He said something that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, "So we don't want Dad anymore, okay?"

Mother hugged him hard, did not speak, just hugged him quietly for a long time.

The next day, my mother took Little Witt and left this place where she had lived for many years.She took him back to his original city and his original home.

Here, young Witt met his grandmother for the first time.Grandma is very kind and treats him very well. Even if her legs are inconvenient, she still takes him outside to play.

But one day, grandma accidentally fell while she was out, and she could only stay in bed ever since, and could no longer walk independently.Because of this, my mother's elder brothers and sisters held a controversy at home, and blamed her mother.

"At first, you insisted on running away with that unlearned gangster. We couldn't stop it! Now people don't want you, and you come back brazenly. It's really not ashamed!" Mom's sister pointed to her mother. Cursed his nose.

"Little girl, let alone your second brother not helping you, you will come back when you come back, and let your mother, an old man with inconvenient legs, take care of your child. It turned out to be all right, something went wrong! The medical expenses and nursing expenses afterwards are all It's not a small expense, what do you say?" Mom's brother was also fanning the flames.

Little Witt suddenly stood up and said aggrieved: "Grandma wrestled because she was frightened by the little mouse that sprang out of the grass! Why are you all blaming me and my mother!"

"You little bastard! I learned to be irresponsible when I was young, and tell lies and deceive people!" Mom's brother stared at him viciously.

"I didn't lie! If you don't believe me, ask Grandma!" Little Witt felt particularly helpless. Why would everyone not believe what he said because of his young age.

Mother's sister raised her hand and threatened, "Don't make a noise when adults speak and children, believe it or not, I will teach you your mother!"

"You really can't replace this!" Mom stood in front of Witt, "I can pay the bill for all mom's expenses, provided that you apologize to my son, or we will ask mom together to see what my son says right!"

In the end, my mother's elder brothers and sisters apologized to Little Witt for the sake of the money, but the relationship between her mother and the family was completely broken.

That night, my mother left her family with all the luggage and little Witt.

"Mom, where are we going now?" Little Witt was shocked by the silence of the city late at night.

Mom saw his worry, touched his head, and passed on warm "smile magic" to him.

"Go to a home that belongs only to us."