Mr. Han smiled kindly, patted He Ziqiu's shoulder gently, and said sincerely: "Zi Qiu, it's getting late, please board the plane quickly. I hope your journey will be like this clear sky, safe journey, and everything will go well."
It will go well with you."
He Ziqiu nodded, waved goodbye, then carried his slightly immature schoolbag, and was about to turn around and walk into the security area, when he was suddenly called back to his attention by Mr. Han's words.
"Oh, by the way, Ziqiu," Mr. Han's expression became solemn: "On behalf of all the folks in Huizhou, I would like to ask you a question: I heard that since you made money, you haven't done anything like that.
It is common for people in the world to pursue luxury houses, luxury cars, or indulge in sensual pleasures.
On the contrary, you are more focused on learning without any distractions. Just now you told me that you want to do something for the folks in Huizhou.
Why?"
Is reading really that fun?
He Ziqiu thought for a while and smiled: "When I was a child, my father took me out of that closed village. His words are still in my ears - only by reading can I cross the mountains and get out of that barren land; only by reading can I cross the mountains and get out of that barren land;
Only by reading can you change your destiny and never be abandoned by anyone again.
But now, I feel more and more that the meaning of reading is much more than that."
He paused, with a firm light shining in his eyes: "Reading can give me the power to change the mountains and my hometown. I dream that through the power of knowledge, I can lead more people out of the mire of suffering and let their
The soul is comforted and life is improved.
I want to turn into a beam of light, penetrate the cold and darkness, and bring warmth and hope to those in need; I want to be a beam of light, illuminating others and illuminating myself!"
Hearing this, Mr. Han's eyes couldn't help but moisten slightly, and he nodded solemnly: "Okay, okay! Ziqiu, feel free to go, I will help you look after your home. We will witness the realization of your dream together."
suddenly.
"Hey, little brother!" Li Jianjian came bounding from a distance like a deer in the forest, waving his little hands cheerfully, as if carrying a gust of spring breeze, and then he wanted to run here.
Behind her, Ling Xiao followed unhurriedly, his eyes full of tenderness and doting.
When Li Jianjian was about to approach He Ziqiu, about ten steps away, two men in crisp suits quietly appeared at some point and stopped her politely but firmly.
"Hey, little brother, little brother, look here, it's me!" Li Jianjian stamped his feet anxiously, his voice full of eagerness and excitement.
A warm smile appeared at the corner of He Ziqiu's lips, and he turned sideways and introduced to Mr. Han beside him: "This is the sister I often mention, Li Jianjian. She is just a little noisy and gives people a headache."
Hearing this, Mr. Han said with a warm smile: "Your sister is quite lively, so I won't delay your reminiscing about the past. Don't worry, the flight will be waiting for you. I'll leave first if I have something to do here."
"Grandpa Han, please walk slowly and take care of yourself." He Ziqiu responded affectionately.
It was because of this person's care over the years that he developed so smoothly. In life, for an ordinary person, the support of noble people is really important.
After a moment of silence,
Li Jianjian couldn't wait to get closer to He Ziqiu, his eyes sparkling with joy: "Brother, are you here to see my eldest brother back to Singapore too? Great, we can stay together again."
He Ziqiu gently rubbed the top of her hair and said in a soft tone: "I have an important academic conference to attend and will be on a business trip soon. I was here just now."
"Ah?" Li Jianjian's little face fell instantly, and his disappointment was palpable, "Are you going to leave too? Then I will be the only one left in the house again."
He Ziqiu frowned slightly and turned to Ling Xiao: "You really want to go back to your vampire mother, are you sick?
I heard from a friend who is good at Western medicine that there is now something called Stockholm syndrome, also known as hostage identity syndrome and masochism. It is a rare psychological disease. Its main manifestation is that the victim faces extreme situations.
When threatened, they will have emotional identification with the perpetrator and form a harmonious relationship.
I suspect you have this disease..."
Before he finished speaking, Li Jianjian pulled He Ziqiu's sleeve nervously, fearing that he would say something strange again.
Ling Xiao just smiled indifferently, with a flash of complicated emotions in his eyes: "There is no way, there is still a sister at home who needs to be taken care of."
With his mother's crazy temper, if he really never comes back, he really doesn't know what he will do to his sister. He killed his sister more than ten years ago, is he going to kill her again now?
He Ziqiu shook his head helplessly and sighed: "You are hopeless! Forget it, it's not me who suffers anyway. Goodbye."
"Hey, hey! Little brother, don't worry, you didn't tell me why you were leaving!" Li Jianjian hugged his arm eagerly.
"Oh, the flight is about to take off. Let me tell you now, sister, I'm going on a business trip. Goodbye!" After saying that, he gently pushed away Li Jianjian's clenched hand, waved and turned around.
Leaving, the figure gradually disappeared at the end of the passage.
Unless it is necessary and there is nothing important, he usually won't make people wait.
Moreover, he, He Ziqiu, will never be rejected by anyone again!
Li Jianjian froze on the spot, looking at the direction in which his little brother was leaving, feeling an inexplicable sadness and uneasiness in his heart.
Aren't they the closest family members? Why do they feel that the distance between them has quietly widened inadvertently?
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Singapore, noon.
Ling Xiao stood quietly in front of the house, leaning against the mottled wall, and did not knock on the door for a long time. He did not have the key to the house. Just like when he was a child, his mother would lock him in the house every time he went out.
for a long time.
Ling Xiao followed He Ziqiu's instructions, taking a deep breath and then slowly exhaling. He repeated this cycle several times before he felt his depressed mood was better. Finally, a relieved smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he gently knocked on the door.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Dong dong dong——"
Behind the door, the sound of Chen Ting's slightly staggering but eager footsteps came. With the soft sound of the crutches hitting the ground, the door slowly opened, and what came into view was her face glowing with joy.
"Oh, my son is back."
"Yeah, Mom."
"Come in quickly, change your shoes, the food is hot!" With a smile on her face, Chen Ting turned around and called loudly into the room, "Little Chengzi, come out quickly, your brother is home, let's start dinner!"
Where did this child hide again?"
Just when she was about to open the door and go in to check, she found that the door was locked. She couldn't help but tap the door panel and called out slightly reproachfully: "This kid, why are you still locking the door? Come out quickly."
The door opened slightly, and a young girl jumped into view. She was wearing simple but energetic shorts, with slender legs and white skin. She exuded youthful vitality, but she frowned because of displeasure.
"Mom, can you please stop entering my room casually?" After saying that, she walked straight to the living room and stretched out her hand to Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao skillfully handed her the bowl full of rice.
However, Chen Ting frowned slightly and said reproachfully: "As a mother, why can't I enter your room? Also, Ling Xiao has to serve you a meal after coming all the way back. It's tiring.
Aren't you tired? You should always say thank you."
Hearing this, Xiao Chengzi quickly put on a gentle smile: "Thank you, brother."
Chen Ting then showed her face, and then became concerned about Ling Xiao's luggage: "By the way, Ling Xiao, where is your luggage? Did you forget it outside the door? I'll go get it for you right now."
After saying that, she tried to get up, but it was a bit difficult due to the inconvenience of her legs and feet.
Ling Xiao explained calmly: "Mom, I didn't bring any luggage."
This sentence was like pouring cold water on Chen Ting's face, which instantly darkened her face. She stared straight at Ling Xiao: "Why didn't you even bring your luggage when you came back this time? What do you mean?"
Ling Xiao responded lightly: "Let's eat first."
Immediately, he pulled up a chair and sat down, and the brother and sister began to eat in silence.
After a moment of silence, Chen Ting finally couldn't hold back anymore and spoke again, with a coldness in her voice: "You should say something, I'm asking you a question!"
At this time, Xiao Chengzi finally couldn't help it, interrupted the depressing atmosphere, and said impatiently: "Mom, are you going to let me have a good meal?"
When Chen Ting heard this, she frowned, glared at Xiao Chengzi, and scolded sternly: "I'm talking to your brother! Why are you interrupting!"
Xiao Chengzi became even more angry after being yelled at. She stood up directly, threw her chopsticks, and said angrily: "I'm so annoyed!" Then she turned around and walked to her room. The door was slammed shut, leaving
The silence in the next room.
Seeing this, Chen Ting sighed helplessly, put the crutch aside gently, and sat down in Xiao Chengzi's original position.
She turned her eyes to Ling Xiao again, and her tone was a little more tender and concerned: "Ling Xiao, is your dad feeling unwell? Or did he tell you something to prevent you from coming back?"
Ling Xiao still lowered his head to eat and said in a calm tone: "No, dad is fine."
When Chen Ting heard this, she became even more confused and her tone gradually became heavier: "What's the reason? Is it because of that Li Jianjian? You don't even want such a good job here for her? Are you crazy?
?The matter between you two can be resolved later! This is your future!"
Ling Xiao raised his head: "I have found a good job over there, and the salary is better than here."
Hearing this, Chen Ting's eyes couldn't help but turn red, and tears welled up in her eyes: "Home? Isn't this your home? Mom has lived with you for so many years, why is this not your home?" There was a hint of laughter in her voice.
With a bit of sobs and grievance.
Ling Xiao fell into a deep silence, and the air around him seemed to freeze.
Soon, a sudden ringtone broke the silence, and the name "Li Jianjian" flashed on the mobile phone screen on the table, which looked particularly dazzling.
Chen Ting stood up suddenly, grabbed the phone, determination flashed in her eyes, and threw it to the ground.
"No!" Ling Xiao said in shock.
There was a crisp "pop" sound, and the phone was torn into pieces, with the pieces scattered all over the floor. The room fell into dead silence again, leaving only the cracking sound echoing.
"Boom!" Xiao Chengzi opened the door and came out, carrying a schoolbag. Without saying anything, he just closed the door hard and left.
Ling Xiao silently squatted down, picked up the broken parts, turned around and walked into the room, closing the door gently to isolate everything.
In the living room, Chen Ting's sobs gradually became clearer, and her heart was full of doubts and unwillingness: Why, why did everyone, including her son, leave her?
Li Jianjian! It was his son who was seduced by Li Jianjian. His son was so good before, but he only became like this when he met Li Jianjian!
It's all her fault!
…
In Luzhou, in the small courtyard of the Li family, preparations for dinner are in progress.
Ling Heping was busy selecting and washing vegetables, while Li Haichao took the account book and carefully checked the accounts.
Although the store has been connected to the electronic platform, the habits of old customers remain the same. They prefer to place orders by phone, WeChat, and transfer money through red envelopes, which is simple and direct.
"Hey, what did you say to Ling Xiao's mother after he returned? Now he can't even get through the phone." Li Haichao's words revealed a bit of worry.
Ling Heping shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If you call me, it's still the same. You can't get through, and you'll lose contact with us as soon as you get back."
The two looked at each other and sighed, then continued their work.
After a while, Ling Heping seemed to have remembered something, and changed the topic: "Hai Chao, I want to ask you something serious. Are you still thinking about Anna Mae?"
Li Haichao raised his head and glared at him: "We are talking about business, don't talk nonsense."
Ling Heping chuckled and continued: "I'm serious about it, you two are really complementary in character. You are a person like me, mother-in-law, you worry about everything, but Anna Mae, just in time, the whole thing is gone
The shopkeeper. I think..."
"You...you can do it." Li Haichao interrupted him and rolled his eyes.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Ling Heping stopped as soon as he could and changed the topic: "Oh, I don't know what Anna Mae was thinking back then. You said she asked Ziqiu to recognize you as her father.
.You said... Hey, and ah, you didn't tell Ziqiu about Anna Mei's return back then, right?"
Li Haichao frowned: "How should I tell him? With Anna Mae's attitude at that time, why should I let the child be stimulated again? Why bother."
He pondered for a moment, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his head and said: "Old Ling, how about... you help me find out if you are tired, where is Anna Mae now?"
Hearing this, Ling Heping was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and exchanged a knowing look with the old man, and Li Haichao returned the look.
The two made eye contact for a few times, and Ling Heping showed a smile that every man could understand: "What do you mean?"
Li Haichao quickly waved his hand to clarify: "Don't misunderstand me! I saw that Zi Qiu still kept the makeup mirror that his mother gave him when he was a child, and I was wondering if this child still wanted to meet his mother.
.
Moreover, Anna Mae returned the money to me last time, so she doesn’t owe me anything."
After Ling Heping heard this, he laughed and patted Li Haichao on the shoulder: "You are really a living 'Holy Mother'! As the saying goes on the Internet, there are no principles. A good man who has lived forever, that's what you are!"
"
"Mother? This word is fresh." Li Haichao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded, "What you said is quite appropriate."
After saying that, he started to pack up the account books and was about to get up and leave. He said lightly: "Let's do this, I will refund you the living expenses first, and you can go to the next door house for dinner later. I will go back to the room first, so there is no need to send it away."
"Hey, don't bother me!" Ling Heping became anxious when he heard this. He quickly took Li Haichao's arm and said with a smile, "Brother Haichao, I wrongly blamed you. I apologize! Tomorrow morning, the first thing I will do when I go to work is
Is it okay for you to inquire about Anna Mae?"
Li Haichao smiled slightly, a trace of pride flashed in his eyes, and said calmly: "Go and peel the beans."
