After the meal, Qian Wen and Qiao Yingzi looked at each other and sighed.
What are you doing here? Just play cards well. Why are you playing so big? The circle of friends should be making fun of you like crazy now.
Qian Wen suppressed his uncontrollable shame and picked up the phone with a solemn expression. He was ready.
Come on, ridicule in the circle of friends!
Qiao Yingzi also picked up her cell phone.
"Um?"
"Um?"
Qian Wen and Qiao Yingzi were both surprised.
They have many contacts in their prestige, especially their lively high school senior classmate, but the ugly photos of the two have been posted for a long time, and there are not as many comments in their circle of friends as they imagined.
Only Fangyuan, Qiao Weidong, Tong Wenjie, and Song Qian made comments. Among them, Fangyuan and Qiao Weidong had the most fun chatting, and no one else commented.
Qian Wen and Qiao Yingzi looked at each other.
This is a bit strange, are they so unattractive? No one even commented?
After clearing away the tableware, Fangyuan came out of the kitchen and smiled when he saw Qian Wen and Qiao Yingzi's strange and confused expressions.
Qian Wen saw this, raised his phone and asked in confusion, "What is this?"
Qiao Yingzi also looked over.
"I have changed the rules of the game for you. I have restricted the circle of friends I just sent you so that only a few people can see it. We are having a lot of fun internally." Fang Yuan wiped his hands and said with a smile.
After listening to Fangyuan's words, Qian Wen exhaled and patted his chest, "This is good, this is good!"
Qiao Yingzi also leaned on the sofa and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She thought she wanted to be famous among her classmates.
Yingzi stayed for a while, said hello to Fangyuan and Tong Wenjie, and went home.
Qian Wen and Lin Leier were not idle either and began to study head-to-head.
The midterm exam is on Monday. This midterm exam will rank you in the district. Compared with last year's college entrance examination scores, everyone will have an idea of themselves. Everyone attaches great importance to it.
The bedroom door was open. Tong Wenjie looked at Qian and Wen who were immersed in studying, then walked to the living room and turned off the TV.
"Hey, why did you turn it off? I was just watching!" said Fang Yuan on the sofa.
"Stop reading, it's disturbing your study." Tong Wenjie turned back to the bedroom.
Fangyuan looked at Tong Wenjie's back, took a sip of tea, and nodded, "Okay, the world is big and the senior high school student is the biggest."
Fangyuan smiled and bulging her belly, and went back to the bedroom to have some free time. The living room was very deserted, and she went to play with her wife.
At Yingzi's house, Yingzi was also studying, writing a paper, and taking a bite from the fruit plate placed beside him from time to time.
Ji Yangyang's house, Liu Jing came back with a haggard look.
"Slow down! I'll help you!" Ji Shengli followed outside the door and asked to help Liu Jing.
"Keep your voice down, don't let Yang Yang hear it." Liu Jing struggled to change her slippers without letting her husband help her. She calmed down and walked to Ji Yangyang's bedroom.
"Slow down, this just..." Ji Shengli whispered from behind.
They had just returned from the hospital, and the reaction after the chemotherapy was a bit severe. Liu Jing was uncomfortable along the way and retched many times, which made him feel distressed.
Liu Jing turned her head and looked at her husband with reproachful eyes.
"Okay, okay, I won't say it, I won't say it anymore!" Ji Shengli hurriedly promised.
The wife is afraid that her son will be worried and that it will affect his studies, so he won't let him mention anything about his illness at home.
"Yang Yang, mom, dad is back. Mom will prepare whatever you want to eat tonight." Liu Jing knocked on the closed bedroom door first, but there was no movement inside. She knocked again before opening the door and entering.
Ji Yangyang's bedroom was empty.
"Old Ji, Yang Yang doesn't have class today, why isn't he at home?" Liu Jing came out of Ji Yangyang's bedroom and asked doubtfully.
Ji Shengli poured a glass of warm water, handed it to Liu Jing, thought for a while and said, "The school seems to have organized some kind of composition lecture this morning."
"Then Yang Yang should be back by this time." Liu Jing looked at the time.
Speaking of Ji Yangyang, Ji Shengli said with a headache, "I don't know where I went to fool around again! I'm already in my senior year of high school. I can't imitate other children, study more, and talk back whenever I say something!"
"Okay, we ignored Yang Yang.
I thought I could take more care of Yang Yang when I came back, but before we got acquainted with Yang Yang, I found out...it was all my fault." Liu Jing sighed and put down the water glass in her hand.
Ji Shengli helped Liu Jing sit down, "How can I blame you? You just have to maintain a good attitude and actively cooperate with the hospital's treatment.
As for Yang Yang... I'll have a good talk with him tonight. He's a big kid now and can't be so willful anymore."
"Hurry up and say goodbye. You and Yang Yang are talking... vomit... vomit..."
Before she finished speaking, Liu Jing hurriedly ran into the bathroom.
Ji Shengli hurriedly followed to the door, walking back and forth anxiously.
"Why is this reaction so big? How about I call the dean and ask." Ji Shengli asked at the bathroom door.
"Ugh... vomit..." Liu Jing retched for a while, and calmed down her rapid breathing, "The doctor didn't tell you, this is a normal reaction, and we found it early, and the chemotherapy control is fine, but my physical reaction is a bit severe
That’s all.”
At the door, Ji Shengli was worried and helpless, and stamped his foot in despair.
"But I really have to thank the person who sent me the letter. If it hadn't been discovered early, the doctor would have recommended surgery.
Although the surgical treatment is quick and thorough, I don't want to choose it." Liu Jing faced the mirror in front of her, straightened her shirt, and stroked her rising and falling chest.
"Yeah, who do you think wrote that letter?" Ji Shengli asked doubtfully.
"Haha, no matter who it is, we can just thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
The other party wrote to us and told us if he had any concerns." Liu Jing wiped the water droplets from her mouth and opened the bathroom door.
"I want to express my gratitude in person, but I'm scared just thinking about it." Liu Jing was helped out by Ji Shengli.
Liu Jing smiled warmly upon hearing this, "You said at the beginning that someone cursed me and wanted to beat him up."
Ji Shengli scratched his head in embarrassment, "Isn't this a misunderstanding? Anyone who reads the letter at first glance will be angry."
"This may be the reason for writing the letter." Liu Jing said softly.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Ji Shengli nodded.
Liu Jing felt really uncomfortable, so she asked Ji Shengli to help her back to the bedroom to rest.
Lying down, she closed her eyes but couldn't sleep, so she lay quietly with her eyes closed.
Of course she was very curious about the person who wrote the letter, but after thinking about it again, she had no target. In the end, she could only guess that it might be her reward for being kind to others.
The cold wind blew away the leaves, the sun set little by little, and the sky slowly became dark.
Qiao Yingzi's house, Qian Wen's house, Wang Yidi's house, and Huang Zhitao's house all had lights on.
Ji Yangyang's family.
In the kitchen, Ji Shengli was clumsily cooking dinner.
Suddenly, the sound of the door opening reached my ears, and a cold breeze appeared in the house.
"Is Yang Yang back?" Ji Shengli asked from the kitchen.
"Yeah!" Ji Yangyang said, changed his shoes, and walked to his bedroom.
"Why did you come back so late?" Ji Shengli asked.
Ji Yangyang looked in the direction of the kitchen, then withdrew his gaze and continued walking to the bedroom without saying a word.
"Yang Yang?" No one answered him, which made Ji Shengli, who was busy in the kitchen, startled.
"Bang~" The bedroom door closed.
Ji Shengli frowned upon hearing this, and an unknown fire surged up.
His son's inability to communicate made him irritated. Thinking of his wife taking a rest, he took a deep breath and walked to Ji Yangyang's bedroom.
"Dong dong dong~ Yang Yang, can daddy come in?" Ji Shengli knocked on the door.
In the bedroom, Ji Yangyang was listening to music with headphones and flipping through racing magazines, but didn't hear a knock on the door.
"Dong dong dong~"
After Ji Shengli knocked on the door several times but received no response, he pushed the door open and entered.
Ji Yangyang, who was half-reclining on the bed, looked at the open door and took off his earphones, "Why did you come in without knocking on the door?"
Ji Shengli was startled, then pointed to his ear with a smile and said, "I knocked on the door. Didn't you hear it with your earphones on?"
Ji Yangyang regained consciousness and asked expressionlessly, "What's the matter?"
Ji Shengli rubbed his hands, "It's nothing, I just want to tell you that I will take the midterm exam soon and take the exam well and get into the sprint class.
And don’t go out fooling around all the time and go home early.”
"Oh, I got it." Ji Yangyang said calmly, then put on the headphones again.
This made Ji Shengli a little angry. This happened not once or twice. The two of them had never spoken a complete sentence.
Ji Shengli walked over and pulled off Ji Yangyang's headphones, "This midterm exam, you must be admitted to the sprint class. You are my son, Ji Yangyang, you must..."
Ji Yangyang curled his lips and said disdainfully, "Ji Shengli is great, but Ji Shengli's son is nothing great. And I need to rest, please get out."
The last sentence of "please go out" was a little loud, and it woke up Liu Jing next door.
"Ji Yangyang!" Ji Shengli became angry and shouted, "I'm telling you, from today on, you should concentrate on your studies and don't give me a day to fool around outside, and your uncle..."
"You have no right to talk about my uncle!" Ji Yangyang shouted.
"you……"
"What are you doing? What are you doing? Let me take a break. Why are you father and son arguing again?" Liu Jing appeared with a weak look on her face and stopped the father and son who were not letting anyone go like a bullfight.
Ji Shengli pointed at Ji Yangyang angrily, "Look, look, this is still overturned..."
"Ugh... ugh..."
Before Ji Shengli could finish speaking, Liu Jing retched again and hurriedly ran into the bathroom.
"Are you okay?" Ji Shengli ignored Ji Yangyang and hurriedly followed up with concern.
"Mom, what's wrong with you!" Ji Yangyang also ran to the bathroom door.
It's late at night, at Yingzi's house.
"Pa~"
"Mom, are you okay?"
Yingzi hurriedly ran out of her bedroom and asked worriedly.
The tableware was shattered on the floor. Song Qian sighed, put on a smile and smiled at her baby daughter, "It's okay, it's just slippery hands."
Qiao Yingzi frowned. Song Qian was absent-minded throughout the evening. This was already the second tableware that had been broken.
"Mom, how about I do it?" Yingzi rolled up her sleeves.
"Mom, it's okay, you go study quickly." Song Qian's hands were covered with foam and she pushed Yingzi with her elbow.
"It's okay. The dishes are broken one after another. Let me wash them. I'll wash them quickly so you don't hurt yourself carelessly." Yingzi squeezed Song Qian away.
Song Qian took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I do feel a little dizzy today, maybe I caught a cold."
"Then you should take medicine and rest as soon as possible. I will study very consciously." Qiao Yingzi gave Song Qian a sweet smile.
Song Qian nodded and walked towards the bedroom. She stopped halfway and turned to look at Yingzi who was humming a song and washing the dishes.
After hesitating for a moment, he bit his lower lip and said, "Yingzi, did you go to your father's house today?"
Yingzi didn't notice Song Qian's tone and didn't look back. She was still shaking her ponytail happily and washing the dishes, "No, I haven't been to school since this morning. I was at Fang Houer's house at noon. You
Didn’t you see it in the circle of friends? I have been studying at home in the afternoon.
As for my dad, didn't we agree that I can only go if I get the first grade in my grade?
I follow the rules very much."
Song Qian bit her lip again, "Are you familiar with your father's girlfriend, Xiao Meng?"
"It's okay, we just had dinner together when we went to see my dad.
What's wrong, Mom?" Yingzi asked.
"Well, I just want to ask mom, after washing the dishes, remember to apply hand oil so as not to hurt your hands." Song Qian's eyes flashed for a moment and she returned to the bedroom.
After Song Qian left, Yingzi came back to his senses, turned around and looked at his mother's bedroom, and thought about it carefully, something was wrong.
Qian Wenjia.
"Fanfan, Lei'er, come out and eat grapefruit." Tong Wenjie came out of the kitchen and shouted towards the bedroom.
In the bedroom, Qian Wen and Lin Lei'er were listening to the online class. When they heard Tong Wenjie's voice, Qian Wen turned around and shouted, "Oh, I got it."
After a while, after finishing the online class, Qian Wen stretched and walked out of the bedroom with Lei'er.
"Eat a grapefruit!" Tong Wenjie threw a big yellow grapefruit to Qian Wen.
"Fanfan, every time I see you diligently listening to online classes late at night, I feel as if I'm from another world and don't believe it." Fangyuan, who was watching TV, turned around and said.
Qian Wen shook the intact big grapefruit in his hand and said with a smile, "It's been more than two months and it still feels like a world away. I'm still not allowed to struggle."
Fangyuan smiled and said, "That's not true. It's just that I've lost my skin, and I'm a little uncomfortable with it. I'm not used to it."
Qian Wen and Lin Leier sat on the sofa.
"Why are you so skinny? You are more skinny than before. I just learned the tricks and are not as straightforward as before. You know how to use your grades to pressure us." Tong Wenjie interjected.
Qian Wen smiled and did not discuss this topic.
Tossing the grapefruit in his hand, he asked, "Do you think you're going to peel the grapefruit yourself when you come out to eat it?"
"What else? I'll peel it off and feed it to your mouth!" Tong Wenjie stared.
"Actually, it's not impossible." Qian Wen said with a smile.
Tong Wenjie, who was peeling an apple, stopped and raised the small fruit knife in her hand.
Qian Wen straightened his body on the sofa, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Tong Wenjie, "What do you want to do?"
Tong Wenjie waved the knife in her hand and said, "I'll peel the grapefruit for you."
Qian Wen smiled coquettishly, and with a push of his hands, the grapefruit peel opened, revealing the red flesh inside, "Actually, I prefer to make enough food and clothing by myself."
"Then I like to eat peeled grapefruit." Tong Wenjie said softly, piercing a piece of apple with the fruit knife and reaching it to Qian Wen's mouth.
Qian Wen looked at Tong Wenjie who looked very threatening, carefully ate the apple in front of him, chewed it and said, "I just like peeling grapefruits for people.
Lei'er, get the plate!"
Fangyuan looked at it with a smile, "I also like to eat peeled grapefruit."
"I don't like being stripped by men!" Qian Wen said expressionlessly.
the next day.
Because tomorrow is the midterm exam, Qian Wen didn't ask his friends to go out and spent the day studying at home with Lei'er.
Tong Wenjie cooperated throughout the whole day.
Qian Wen and Lin Lei'er helped each other, but it was Qian Wen who asked Lin Lei'er more. After all, Hui Hui's score of more than 700 points was not a boast, he was still close.
However, Lin Lei'er's English was worse than him, so Qian Wen helped Lei'er with English more.
At the end of the day, I just spent studying.
At night, Qian Wen and Lei'er were kicked out of the house by Fangyuan who had been bored at home all day.
Let them go out for a walk, saying that the house will become moldy after a boring day.
Qian Wen and Lei'er grilled skewers with each other in hand and ate while walking on the street.
Suddenly the cell phone rang, Qian Wen looked at Yingzi's.
After looking at the time, Qian Wen sighed. According to his experience, something happened to Yingzi again.
Otherwise, I wouldn't call him at this time.
"Nvxia Qiao, what happened again?" Qian Wen connected to the video channel.
"Are you eating skewers? It's late at night? Bliss~"
"Hold your saliva, I'll hang up if it's okay." Qian Wen took a mouthful of grilled skewers and muttered.
Qiao Yingzi licked her lips, "I don't know what happened, and I want you to analyze it."
"You speak, I listen."
"That's what happened. I don't know what happened to my mother. She has been in a trance for the past two days, always in a daze, inexplicably depressed, and absent-minded about anything.
Today’s lunch and dinner meals were surprisingly salty, which I have never experienced before.
And they always ask me in a roundabout way, what is my impression and attitude towards my father’s girlfriend, Auntie Xiaomeng?
I'm a little worried about my mother, and I just want you to analyze it." Yingzi said worriedly.
"Just these two days? Not before?" Qian Wen asked.
"No, we are going to my secret base..." Having said this, Qiao Yingzi patted her thigh and said suddenly, "Yes, this is it. My mother started to be in a trance after seeing my secret base.
Fang Hou'er, do you think our plan didn't work out? My mother doesn't want me to go to my father's place.
What should I do? I was happy for two days and imagined how to play Lego in my mind. Now..."
Qian Wen looked at the anxious Yingzi in the video, sighed and chewed on the skewers again.
No one cheered, so Qiao Yingzi quickly became quiet and said anxiously, "Fang Hou'er, what should I do?"
"I just heard you say that your mother asked you what you think of Uncle Joe's girlfriend?"
"Well, I've asked many times in the past two days."
"Did you meet Uncle Joe's girlfriend on Saturday?"
"Well, we met Aunt Xiaomeng when we were about to leave."
"Then something started to go wrong with Aunt Song Qian, whether it was before or after she met Uncle Qiao's girlfriend." Qian Wen said softly.
Qiao Yingzi thought for a while, and it seemed that after the encounter, the elevator suddenly felt a little depressed, "After the encounter."
At this time Qian Wen probably knew what was going on with Song Qian.
"In the past two days, has Aunt Song Qian said in a roundabout way that she won't let you go to Uncle Qiao's place, or has she tried to negotiate terms with you again?"
Qiao Yingzi thought again, "Is this true?"
Now Qian Wenquan understood everything, and looked at Qiao Yingzi in the video and shook his head.
Yingzi looked at Qian Wen strangely, "What's your expression? It's like I'm an idiot!"
"I don't have you as my apprentice. I'm too stupid. I've taught you so much and you're still like this.
Alas, it's all because Master Tai indulges you." Qian Wen shook his head and sighed.
"Fang Hou'er!" Qiao Yingzi said angrily.
"Call you careful. You are sometimes careless. Call you careless. You are also very sensitive. You can detect any mood swings your mother has in time.
It's actually very simple, Aunt Song Qian is jealous!" Qian Wen pouted.
"Jealous?" Qiao Yingzi was stunned.
"Whose jealousy? My father's jealousy? My father and my mother have been divorced for more than six years. How can they be jealous for no reason? Fang Hou'er, your analysis is wrong." Qiao Yingzi shook her head.
"You are simply a familial idiot. Even my teacher wants to kill you with one blow. It is simply an insult to my teachings!"
"Fang Hou'er, I'm really angry. He's the kind of person who can't even be coaxed!" Qiao Yingzi said with a puffed face.
Qian Wen smiled and said, "Did you call Uncle Qiao's girlfriend very affectionately that day and behave well with her?"
"Is there anything wrong with this? I love my dad and of course I have to respect his choice.
I have always respected Aunt Xiaomeng." Qiao Yingzi said matter-of-factly.
"Uncle Qiao dotes on you so much, you still love your dad so much, and you have a good relationship with your stepmother. You will go to your dad's house to play from time to time in the future.
You have to know that you are Aunt Song Qian's life. In this case, what do you think Aunt Song Qian will think, especially since you have grown up and become an adult, will Aunt Song Qian be afraid of losing you?" Qian Wen
He threw the bamboo stick in his hand into the trash can and thanked Lei'er for the tissue he handed him.
"Ah?" Qiao Yingzi was stunned, and then followed Qian Wen's train of thought, and the more she thought about it, the more it seemed like this.
"My mother is jealous and worried that I will leave her?" Qiao Yingzi asked doubtfully.
"I feel so." Qian Wen nodded.
"This is impossible, how could I leave my mother?" Qiao Yingzi shouted.
"Anyway, my analysis is this. It has nothing to do with your secret base. It is most likely related to your stepmother, especially since you have a too good relationship with your stepmother."
"Then what should I do? Tell my mother clearly?" Qiao Yingzi said.
"Okay." Qian Wen nodded.
"Then I'll go now." Qiao Yingzi said, planning to rush to Song Qian's bedroom.
"Hey, are you just going to go over and speak plainly?" Qian Wen asked.
"Otherwise?" Qiao Yingzi asked.
"It's really insulting to my teachings. Now I'm expelling you from the school. You're not enlightened at all!"
"Fang Hou'er!" Qiao Yingzi bared her teeth.
“It’s awkward to speak directly in vernacular!
You can't stir up emotions, but at the same time deepen the relationship between you mother and daughter, let Aunt Song Qian know that you love her very much, and then be happy."
Qiao Yingzi scratched her head after hearing this, "How is this so sensational?"
Qian Wenfu said, “The simplest and most direct thing to the soul is a song that fits the soul.
You drag Aunt Song Qian to the living room for a while, and control the rhythm yourself. Don't be too stupid. Say that you have learned a song and want to sing it to her. After singing, you can see the timing and then speak your vernacular. You will get twice the result with half the effort and succeed immediately. Let
From now on, you will have a good time at home, and it will touch the depths of Aunt Song Qian's heart, and she will burst into tears while holding you."
Lin Lei'er on the side became curious about what song was so magical.
"What song? I'm tone deaf." Qiao Yingzi asked urgently.
"You don't have to be perfect in all five tones, just sing with your heart." Qian Wen looked at how far he had wandered and walked back with Lei'er.
"What song?" Qiao Yingzi asked with her big eyes flashing.
Lin Lei'er also pricked up her ears.
"Only mom is good in the world," Qian Wen said softly.
Qiao Yingzi was stunned, "..."
Lin Lei'er looked at her cousin with admiration, this was an incredible idea.
"Master! Please bow to me as a disciple!"
After paying her respects, Qiao Yingzi hung up her phone and went to find Song Qian.
Qian Wen took back his phone and shook his head. It was still too young, and parents are always the best people to deal with.
Qian Wen and Lin Lei'er strolled home slowly. Although it was late at night, there were still many pedestrians on the road.
Returning to Shuxiangyayuan community, I looked at Yingzi's house and saw that the living room window was still lit.
After thinking about it, the mother and daughter were talking to each other.
Of course, as he analyzed, Song Qian was jealous.
After returning home, I simply warmed up, washed up and went to bed.
"Ding dong~"
A message came on the phone.
Is it from Yingzi or the voice, Qian Wen clicks on it.
"Fang Hou'er, as you said, my mother got jealous when Aunt Xiaomeng and I called each other so close.
Your song selection is so great. As I sang, I burst into tears thinking about my mother's hard work in taking care of me.
My mother also cried when she heard this.
I made it clear to my mother, and my mother also recovered, but her recovery made me depressed.
After my mother recovered, the first thing she said was to do well in the midterm exam. She was not allowed to go to my dad's house when I was in the second grade.
I'm so depressed, my mother is back again!" Qiao Yingzi's tone was both happy and depressed.
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