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After strolling on the street for about two hours, dragging his son's hand, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road. We were walking slower and slower, and finally stood still in front of a small shop selling souvenirs.

"Time is up, I should go, mother."

Hephaestus lowered his head and said. Despite the power of my divine power to modify his face, the effect disappeared little by little as time went on, and the hidden scars and twisted facial features were revealed again. A tall man with unkempt black hair and bronzed muscles stood under the street lamp, wearing a shirt and jeans that turned out to be unmatched. He should be wearing his golden armor. Holding his hand was a little reluctant, he always seemed to be unhappy in his impression, and only a smile appeared on his face when he lifted the sledgehammer to cast the weapon armor.

His marriage was the result of Zeus punishing Aphrodite. He deliberately married the most beautiful goddess to the ugliest male god. I do n’t know what Zeus was thinking. And at that time, Aphrodite and Ares were already very good, and almost fell asleep on a bed. No one dared to disobey Zeus' order, and Aphrodite was reluctant to give in with his teeth in the end. At that time, I was naively expecting that this beautiful and dizzying goddess could bring joy and happiness to Hephaestus. As a result, her love did not fall on him at all, but continued to be entangled with Ares. . When the little Eros was born, the entire Olympus saw that he was not the son of Hephaestus. Furious, I really want to hit Aphrodite and Ares into the bottomless abyss of Tartaros. One is a wife and the other is a brother, but what they did to poor and kind Hephaestus.

However, Hephaestus begged hard, hoping that I pretended not to know about it, and then even ignored Aphrodite's behavior. He said nothing, and I could only hold it. As a result, during that time, Ares and Aphrodite were both unsatisfactory, and they were ridiculed and scolded at them. Finally, Ares spoke out in front of me in public, and Zeus fell a wine glass and told him to get out. Ares and I never said a word again.

Alas, it seems that whether I am a wife or a mother, I also fail. However, Aphrodite later fell in love with a human teenager Adonis. She never kicked the iron plate for the first time. No matter how hard she pursued others, she ignored her. Adonis died, and Aphrodite cried almost to flood Olympus. I looked at Ares's blue face, and felt that he was pitiful and hateful, and he couldn't help but want to say a few words of reconciliation.

"Are you okay while I was away?"

There are a lot of things I want to say to this son who has been ignored by me for many years. Hera has never been a **** loving mother. As Han Xiaole, I deeply realized this. It would be strange to make up for him. Alas, I am going to be schizophrenic. Am I Hera or Han Xiaole? Why are there two different ideas for dealing with a problem?

"Very well, in fact, Aphrodite is not exactly what you think ... she hasn't been with Ares in recent thousands of years ..." He said hesitantly, quietly observing my expression, "... Eros is a very cute child."

I can only roll my eyes, son, you are too kind! Wife can endure climbing the wall! Forget it, the parties don't mind, what can you do as a mother? Did you learn the plot of the TV series and grab Aphrodite out and kill? There are many more gods executed on Mount Olympus for these and other things, but there has never been a precedent of death penalty because of sneaking up the wall. I think it really needs to be guilty. The first **** thing is Zeus himself!

"Aris, he, that, have always regretted it."

Hephaestus said, as a child, nervously, he almost didn't rub his toes.

"..."

Looking at him strangely, I remember that their two brothers had a bad relationship. The four children I had had a bad relationship, especially the young goddess Heber. In order to marry the dead human being Hercules, I was completely troubled. Fan also vowed never to return to Olympus. Thinking of the trojan Prince Zeus had taken over from her position, I wanted to kill. I'm so mad, I still love Aquarius Saints in high school!

"Hera?"

Seeing me look bad, Hephaestus called my name worriedly. I barely squeezed out a smile. It stands to reason that the body and soul is still Han Xiaole, but Han Xiaole with more memory and power of Hera. In essence, I am still a human being rather than a complete god. Han Xiaole is a girl who smiles a lot and smiles a lot, but from the morning, I feel more and more irritable and often want to hit people for a little past.

Oh, Hera, how bad is your temper?

Thinking that he was angry with Ares, Hephaestus rubbed his hands awkwardly. He was not a **** who was good at language: "Ah, Ares, he has repented. You are our mother anyway. You are very worried about these days in the world. You are afraid that you will have any accidents when you lose your power. You have quietly ran down several times in the middle. "

"Huh? Is that so? Why don't I know?"

I was taken aback, the God of War in my memory who was so reckless and often violently raging like a thunder like a bull was actually doing this kind of thing? Doesn't he like killing and conquering this brutal game?

"He is still in the world. If it happens, Hera, I hope not to be angry, talk to him well."

Hephaestus said softly that he also carefully sorted out my clothes with his hand that could crush me.

"In the past, you always rebuked him for neglecting him because of his loss to Athena, so Ares always hit you."

Scratching my head, it seems to be the case. I often call him useless. I brag about myself all day long and say that I am invincible. As a result, I was hit by a little girl and lost my helmet and my face. Covering his face in frustration, it seems that the so-called gods are a group of idiots with low EQ.

"Okay, I promise you Hephaestus. If you meet Ares again, you must talk to him well, and you will never get angry."

Hephaestus smiled comfortably. If he didn't know him too well, I would think it was a grin.

"You really don't want to go back to Olympus?"

After repeated persuasion, Hephaestus was a little disappointed. But for the first time in so many years, I was treating him like a real mother for the first time, without anger or roaring at him, nor forcing him to listen to his long and vicious curse. He seemed to be very satisfied. Pulling my skirt reluctantly, the dark eyes are full of, uh, reminiscent of the look of the abandoned dog.

"Even if I don't go back, I'm still your mother. Remember to come and go around the world when we are free. Let's talk together."

With this promise, his joyous look really uncomfortable. Obviously it's such a cute one, cough, child (the size difference is so amazing that it is still my son!), Why did I think he was very unhappy before? I remember he always hid in the dark and watched quietly, and ran away as soon as he was found. I think it's disgusting for a big man to make this look. It's okay to keep following his mother's skirt. Look at Apollo, look at Anfion, and then look at his child, and suddenly he felt unhappy. But now I found out that he just wanted to talk to Hera, just like the normal mother and son, even if Hera called him ugly.

The nose is a little sour, and I scolded her ten thousand times in my heart. Hera is **** Hera is scum-well, even if you know that Hera is me. No wonder I would marry Zeus back then. In essence, we were quite decent, a pair of men and women.

"Oh, this, you hold Hera."

Before he left, Hephaestus remembered something and took out a small card and handed it to me. Take a look and almost choked to death-by the way, the legendary limitless black card!

"How could you have this high-tech thing in Hephaestus! Although you are the **** of casting, it does not mean that you can forge credit cards."

I was so surprised that I could n’t even speak. I grabbed his hand tremblingly: “Oh, you ca n’t do something that breaks the law. It ’s wrong to abuse your power to create economic crime! Now the economic bubble is very serious, just in case Is n’t it a crime to break down a bank and cause countless people to lose their jobs! "

He was inexplicable: "This is what Ares told you, he seems to be good in the world, and he has made a lot of money. He said that he knows you have always wanted to buy an Apple No. 2 but he ca n’t bear it. Hera, what Apple is that? Precious, is it more valuable than a golden apple? If you like it, let alone a golden apple, I can make a crystal apple. "

"... Thank you, no need."

I slapped him silently on the shoulder. What should I say? Was pityed by another son. Say how did Ares know that I wanted to get a white iPhone and did n’t have that much money because of planning a wedding? God of War is not omnipotent and omnipotent, wait a minute, this guy will not install a camera in my house!

"Help me and Ares say thank you."

Since it was given by my son, I will accept it without hesitation. I just do n’t know where the guy Ares is lurking in the world. I ca n’t think of a person he might have met.

"Maybe you told him personally that he would be happier."

Hephaestus nodded, slammed a flame, and then disappeared. I stand alone in a quiet alley, and feel that everything before me is like the latest version of mythology.

Even if I accept the fact that I am Hera, I still feel that everything is untrue.

But this card that can be swiped casually is definitely true!

I jumped happily. I'm going to buy the latest version of the iPhone, replace my three-year-old hand-held device, and the dress I loved for a long time, and I can finally get started! We have money, we are rich, hahahaha.

Holding that card, happily dancing for the forthcoming crazy shopping, Zeus was thrown out of Jiu Xiaoyun. Ares is the best, long live Ares! From today on, I am a faithful believer of God of War!

... It seems that in my life, I would not be as dignified and majestic as when I was a Hera. Han Xiaole is still Han Xiaole, a great vulgar man who does not take any place like a god.

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