Song Xinxin suddenly realized a problem. She had underestimated Mao Ya's intelligence. Usually, a child of this age is still a little princess in the arms of her parents. However, Mao Ya followed Wang Fengxia to sweep the streets since she was a child. She suffered hardships and hardships. Children of poor people have long been in charge of the family. Her intelligence
Already more than children of the same age.
"Mao Ya, listen to me, grandma is gone. She was seriously injured and her body can't hold on anymore, but grandma's soul is still there. She is by your side, watching you every day, because grandma doesn't trust you and she can't bear to leave.
Go away, reluctant to go to heaven to enjoy happiness." Song Xinxin looked into Mao Ya's eyes seriously and said.
Mao Ya looked at her confusedly, seeming to accept this statement: "Can grandma hear me?"
"Yes, but she can't talk to you or touch you. We are not in the same world as her." Song Xinxin decided to keep this lie.
Mao Ya looked around, tears burst into her eyes, and she sobbed, "Grandma, I miss you..." and was speechless.
Song Xinxin squatted down and hugged Mao Ya, tears streaming down her face, "Mao Ya, I am indeed not your mother. I am an orphan like you. I have had no mother or father since I was a child. My grandma raised me.
, we are all children without a mother, we should take care of each other, Mao Ya, don’t you think so?"
Mao Ya cried so hard that she couldn't breathe, but she still nodded vigorously.
A pale lightning flashed through the night sky, thunder rolled, Mao Ya got wet all over and cried loudly. Song Xinxin wiped her tears, but this action seemed a bit redundant in the heavy rain.
"Don't cry. Once you cry, grandma will be reluctant to leave and won't be able to go to heaven to enjoy the blessings. You have to laugh and live a happy life every day, so that grandma can rest assured."
Song Xinxin's words were very useful. Although Mao Ya was very sad, she still stopped crying. Strangely enough, the heavy rain suddenly stopped. The air was filled with the smell of wet soil and grass, and the iron handle of the garbage truck was bolted.
A small wooden doll suddenly started shaking.
"Grandma is here!" Mao Ya screamed.
Song Xinxin knew it was because of the blowing wind, but she said seriously: "Grandma is saying hello to you, please talk to grandma quickly."
Mao Ya thought for a while and said: "Grandma, go to heaven and enjoy the blessings. In heaven, you don't have to get up early to sweep the streets. There are no mosquitoes in summer and it's not cold in winter. You can eat a box lunch for ten yuan a day."
The wooden doll stopped shaking and hung quietly.
"Grandma is gone." Song Xinxin took off the doll, put it in Mao Ya's hand, and waved to stop a taxi.
The taxi was a blue and green Jetta. It stopped steadily. Song Xinxin opened the door and said sorry. She was covered in water. She wet the seat and paid more for the fare. The driver was a generous middle-aged man.
He kept saying it was okay and got in the car quickly.
Song Xinxin asked Mao Ya to sit in first, and the driver brought a dry towel and handed it over. When she turned around and saw Mao Ya, she couldn't help but wonder: "Isn't this Mao Ya?"
Mao Ya looked at him doubtfully and said nothing.
The driver started the car and began to tell how he got to know Mao Ya: "This child's grandmother and I both live in Tiezha Street. We often see the two of them. Mao Ya is so good. She is a small person and holds a big broom to help her.
Sweep the floor, and when tired, sleep next to the garbage truck..."
It started to rain again, and fine raindrops fell on the windshield. The driver started the wipers, and the neon lights outside the window were bright. Song Xinxin hugged Mao Ya and remained silent for a long time. She understood why Mao Ya slept next to this garbage truck.
Because this car was used by grandma, only here can she find a sense of security.
The taxi drove all the way downstairs, and the driver handed over a business card: "Call me if you need a car in the future."
Song Xinxin received the business card, which had Zhang Aimin's name and phone number printed on it.
"Thank you, Master." Song Xinxin said, watching the taxi leave, and took Mao Ya upstairs. The two changed clothes, cleaned the room together, tidied up the kitchen, made another pot of white water noodles, beat two eggs, and mixed with sesame oil.
The soup stock is made with soy sauce and chicken stock, sprinkled with finely chopped green onions, and eaten hot.
After eating, Song Xinxin asked: "Mao Ya, why do you hit the child?"
"They said I'm a bastard." Mao Ya pouted and said, "I'll beat you next time!"
"Okay, let's not go to kindergarten." Song Xinxin compromised, "Then do you want to go to school?"
"I want to." Mao Ya said without hesitation.
"Okay, let me teach you how to write your own name." Song Xinxin took the pen and paper, and decided to educate Mao Ya herself and take on the responsibility of being a mother.
There was lightning and thunder outside the window. Mao Ya was frightened and threw herself into Song Xinxin's arms. Holding the child in her arms, Song Xinxin felt like her heart was being filled.
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It rained heavily all night, and Zhu Xiaoqiang stayed up all night. He went to various forums and websites on Weibo, switching IDs, posting, reposting, and commenting. He was very busy. At five o'clock in the morning, he was so sleepy that he turned off the computer.
, a rough estimate, one night's victory is quite fruitful, at least one hundred yuan.
Zhu Xiaoqiang is employed by a certain navy public relations company. He is not only responsible for cleaning the floor, but also building publicity for books and movies. Depending on the positioning of the work, he will either praise, criticize or cause controversy. In short, it just attracts attention. Zhu Xiaoqiang has many years of experience in forums and
With rich experience in quarreling with others, his trump card is to bring the other party's IQ to the same level as his own, then easily defeat him and declare victory unilaterally. This trick is invincible and has won Zhu Xiaoqiang a lot of income and company executives.
of praise.
He yawned, stretched, kicked off his slippers, dug a hole in the bed and fell asleep. He slept very sweetly because he dreamed of his goddess.
"Master, there's a call, there's a call, answer the phone quickly..." Nokia 5230 shouted happily, waking Zhu Xiaoqiang from his sweet dream and interrupting his Wushan meeting with the goddess.
"Holy shit!" The furious Zhu Xiaoqiang jumped up from the bed, grabbed his cell phone and looked at it. His anger immediately disappeared, because the screen showed a call from the "goddess"!
Zhu Xiaoqiang's hands were trembling, his heart was trembling, adrenaline was secreting extremely, he tried hard to control his emotions, and pressed the answer button: "Hello~~~"
In my dream, I imagined the scene of talking to the goddess on the phone countless times, and I imagined thousands of words in my mind. I have already learned it by heart, but when I came to it, I couldn't say a word. After I said it, I couldn't say anything anymore.
.
Intermittent sobbing came from the phone. Zhu Xiaoqiang was immediately heartbroken and asked anxiously: "Wang Hong, what's wrong with you? Tell me quickly. If you don't tell me, I'm going to die!"
After a long time, Wang Hong said quietly: "Zhu Xiaoqiang, I have something to ask you for help, can you help me?"
"Help!" Zhu Xiaoqiang said firmly, pinching his wallet at the same time. He had earned a lot recently and already had thousands of dollars in his bank card.
Wang Hong started crying again, but she didn't say anything. Zhu Xiaoqiang tried his best to bark like a dog, bray like a donkey, and tell jokes, but he couldn't make Wang Hong laugh.
"Zhu Xiaoqiang, come to the Maternal and Child Health Hospital. I'll wait for you at the door." After Wang Hong finished speaking, she hung up the phone.
Maternal and Child Health Hospital? Why did Wang Hong go there? Is there a coffee shop or a small restaurant nearby? Zhu Xiaoqiang thought hard, and a bad thought suddenly flashed in his mind. Could it be... He didn't dare to continue thinking about it, and he convulsed in extreme pain.
I bought a red plum, then changed out of my sticky underwear, filled a basin of water and wiped my face carelessly to wash away the eye mucus and dirt, shaved my face with a razor bought at the night market, put on clean clothes, and carried my shoulders
I packed my computer bag and went out, took a taxi and went straight to the Maternal and Child Health Hospital.
It was already nine o'clock in the morning when we arrived at the place, and there was no Wang Hong at the gate. Zhu Xiaoqiang waited for a while and couldn't help but make a phone call. As before, the goddess did not answer his call.
After a while, Wang Hong sent a message: "Come pick me up."
Zhu Xiaoqiang took a taxi without hesitation and went straight to Wang Hong's residence. When she was in school, Wang Hong rented a house outside to live with her boyfriend. Zhu Xiaoqiang had gone there once, of course to repair his computer, and later often wandered around the area.
, hoping to have a beautiful encounter or something, but every time he saw Wang Hong with the tall boyfriend from the sports class, it broke his heart.
Now we can pick up the goddess openly! Thinking of this, Zhu Xiaoqiang couldn't help but feel excited. It's a blessing to have a good career and love. He will strive to have a substantial development with the goddess tonight.
Must touch her hand!
The taxi drove to the downstairs of the house rented by the goddess. Zhu Xiaoqiang sent a message, and the goddess replied: Wait.
After waiting for ten minutes and still not coming down, the driver became a little impatient and said, "Whether I'm here or not, how much business will be delayed for me."
"Master, please wait a little longer, I'm sorry to trouble you." Zhu Xiaoqiang begged in a low voice.
After another five minutes, Wang Hong finally appeared. Although she put on light makeup, she looked not very good. Zhu Xiaoqiang quickly got out of the car and helped the goddess open the door. Wang Hong sat in. Zhu Xiaoqiang just wanted to get next to her.
After sitting down, the goddess said: "You can sit in front."
Zhu Xiaoqiang had no choice but to sit in the passenger seat and the taxi drove to the Maternal and Child Health Hospital. Along the way, Zhu Xiaoqiang had nothing to say and Wang Hong ignored her and looked out the window with a melancholy expression.
Arriving at the hospital, Zhu Xiaoqiang paid the fare and walked in with Wang Hong. The hall was full of people, mostly pregnant women and their families who came for examination.
"Wang Hong, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Xiaoqiang asked cautiously.
"I'm pregnant and I want to have an abortion." Wang Hong's eyes were red, "That heartless person ran away when he knew I had a child and didn't answer the phone. I was really blind and saw the wrong person, Xiaoqiang.
You’d better be nice to me.”
Zhu Xiaoqiang felt a surge of heat in his heart, took a deep breath and said, "Wang Hong, don't worry, I'm here!"
The next step was Zhu Xiaoqiang’s business. He registered and paid the fee, signed and pledged his name, and then accompanied Wang Hong to the operating room for induction of labor. He spent the fifteen hundred yuan he earned through hard-earned posts. Zhu Xiaoqiang didn’t feel the slightest bit.
Heartbroken, when the elderly female doctor sighed earnestly that today's young people don't know how to take care of themselves, he even felt a little proud, as if the unformed child in the goddess's belly was the seed he sowed.
The operating room and delivery room were on the same floor. Zhu Xiaoqiang was sitting on a bench waiting for Wang Hong to come out after the operation. He was thinking about how he should make a living before next month's salary came. Suddenly, the door of the delivery room opened and the nurse came out to report.
: "The Wang Xing family has given birth to twins, a dragon and a phoenix. Mother and son are safe."
A tall bald man sitting next to him stood up excitedly and danced.