Miao Ling said quickly: "No, no, you don't have to worry. It's like this. It's Jingxiang's birthday in two days. She wanted to take this opportunity to go back to her hometown to pay homage to her father. We also got along very well with her father at the construction site.
Okay, I also want to go to pay homage together. Since you are in a special situation now, we don’t recommend that you go together, but we will tell you first.”
Cheng Bi then felt relieved and said with a sigh of relief: "Yeah, I almost forgot about it. Today is so chaotic. In fact, I have prepared some things a long time ago. I want to go back to my hometown with Jingxiang.
But I may really not be able to go this time, so I would like to bring a piece of my elegy here to express my feelings. I will ask someone to send it to the studio tomorrow."
Miao Ling said: "Okay, then I'll thank you in advance for Jingxiang. You're tired too. Let's rest first. Listening to your voice, I feel like you have no energy."
Cheng Bi stopped being polite and said, "Well, let's do this for now. You don't have to worry about me. You should also pay more attention to yourselves and move to another place in time if there is any situation."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Bi walked to the bookcase and found a cardboard tube. After opening it, she pulled out a scroll. It was an elegy written by her herself. It was not only a memorial and praise for Shizuka's father, but also a tribute to her father.
Countless unknown heroes who have dedicated their sweat, blood and even lives to the cause of construction express their high respect and infinite remembrance for them.
She unfolded it and looked at it carefully. There was nothing that needed to be modified. She rolled it up again and put it back in the tube. She was indeed too tired today. After a simple wash, she wrapped herself in the quilt and gradually relaxed in the warm and soft embrace.
I finally fell into a deep sleep.
Cheng Bi woke up early the next morning. If she was worried about something, she would usually wake up early. The servants were already cleaning and preparing breakfast in a well-trained manner, each performing their duties. She called a
A maid of similar age to herself called her to her room and said, "Xiaolan, do you have a lot to do today?"
The maid named Xiaolan shook her head gently and said, "Not much. I am usually only responsible for cleaning the lady's room, and I have not been assigned anything else."
Cheng Bi nodded with satisfaction and continued to ask: "Then if you weren't here, would someone check?"
Xiaolan thought for a moment and said, "Probably not. People don't usually look for me."
Cheng Bi pulled her to the bookcase, handed the scroll to her and said, "Then you don't have to do anything else today. Help me deliver this thing to this address and come back after delivery."
Xiaolan nodded and took the scroll. Cheng Bi stopped her again and said, "Don't let the driver take you there. I don't want others to know. Go out from the corner door next to the garden and take a taxi. It's best not to let other people at home see it."
arrive."
Xiaolan wrote it down carefully, turned around and left.
Cheng Bi walked downstairs. Uncle Li and Mother Cen were already patrolling everywhere. Although they nodded to Cheng Bi as always, Cheng Bi still noticed that there was something strange between them. Maybe Uncle Li was still thinking about yesterday's incident.
Things get angry.
Cheng Bi walked around again. His parents hadn't gotten up yet, and he didn't know if they had a private quarrel last night. Cheng Bi suddenly heard a slight sound of a motor. He looked up and saw that Li San's car was slowing down.
Slowly driving into the courtyard gate, he came in from the outside so early. Could it be that his father had something urgent to do for him?
