"Oh! Okay, the bill is out." Yao Hong gave the account book to Zhang Cuifen, who happened to take some time to get Jia Jia some food.
"Jiajia, mommy will make some rice porridge for you." Yao Hong took out Jiajia, who was sitting in the nest and playing alone.
Jia Jia's mouth has been sewn up, and the scars have faded a lot. Now she doesn't choke when eating. And now she has a strong desire to talk, and she keeps babbling.
"Jia Jia, you are becoming more and more lively now." Zhang Cuifen said while facing the bill. She suddenly remembered the gossip she just heard in the workshop.
The woman Zhang Hu brought back gave birth to a son.
When the moon is full, red eggs are given out and firecrackers are set off in the village, which is known to everyone as a lively event.
Because she was not in the same group, Zhang Cuifen didn't hear it. If someone in the factory hadn't told her today, she wouldn't have known about it.
I don’t know if Yao Hong knows about this.
"Hong, that..." Zhang Cuifen felt that she still had to tell Yao Hong.
"Sister, what's wrong? There's something wrong with the accounts!"
"No, you're busy. Feed Jia Jia well and I'll continue." Zhang Cuifen still couldn't bear to say it.
That Zhang Hu is really nothing. How much harm has it caused to Yao Hong! What’s the point of mentioning this person again!
Forget about mentioning it, she also wanted to mention it to everyone else in the factory not to let anyone discuss this matter in the factory.
Zhang Cuifen thought so in her heart.
Yao Hong, who was feeding Jia Jia, was also thinking about the gossip she had heard.
It's really great that that bastard has a son. Then she has nothing to do with this man anymore. It's enough for her to have Jia Jia.
When she picked up the n+1th ball, Ling Xiaowei finally broke out, "Don't play anymore. You have long hands and long legs. How can I catch the ball when it is hit so high? I'm exhausted."
Ling Xiaowei sat by the flower bed, panting, and her forehead was covered with sweat.
"Here, let me wipe your sweat." Shi Mingwei took out a handkerchief from his pocket.
Ling Xiaowei took the handkerchief and looked familiar.
"This, handkerchief, seems to be mine! When did you get it?" Ling Xiaowei looked at Shi Mingwei suspiciously.
Why did you take this handkerchief? This one really belongs to Ling Xiaowei. "Didn't you give this to me yourself?"
"Impossible, why did I give you a handkerchief? Do you think it was an act? It's a token of love!" It's not often in the drama that a handkerchief is dropped as a token of love. Why doesn't she remember that she gave him a handkerchief?
Shi Mingwei blushed, reached out and grabbed the handkerchief from Ling Xiaowei's hand, and said shyly: "You said this, I'll keep it well."
Yeah! Isn't it for wiping her sweat? Why did you take it back again?
She remembered that this was the handkerchief he used to wrap his hands. He still kept it after such a long time!
Ling Xiaowei secretly rejoiced, "Then you keep it well. If you lose it, I won't recognize it."
"What don't you recognize?" Shi Mingwei looked puzzled.
"You recognize objects but not people!" Ling Xiaowei joked.
Shi Mingwei's expression changed and he said anxiously: "Ling Xiaowei, you... I can't even compare to a handkerchief!"
Ling Xiaowei laughed happily without being teased.
Shi Mingwei suddenly realized that Ling Xiaowei was seeking his happiness!
He was very helpless, "Just make me angry! One day I will be angry to death by you."
The two were chatting happily by the flower bed.
Suddenly there was a shout outside the gate.
"Ling Xiaowei!"
"Who are you? Who are you looking for?" Wang Jian shouted to the people outside the door.
"I'm looking for Ling Xiaowei."
Ling Xiaowei ran to the door and looked out through the iron door. It was Qi Lei.
She hurriedly opened the door, and Qi Lei stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, saying hurriedly: "Xiaowei, my mother wants to see you."
"What's wrong?" Ling Xiaowei wondered why his mother wanted to see her.
"Qi Lei, let her go." Shi Mingwei pulled Qi Lei's hand away, his eyes full of hostility.
Qi Lei had no time to take into account Shi Mingwei's hostility. He had something very important to talk to Ling Xiaowei about now.
"My mother is not in good condition. She wants to see you and tell you something." Qi Lei's eyes turned red as he spoke, and his voice was choked with sobs.
Ling Xiaowei's heart skipped a beat, and she also felt sore inside. "Wait for me, I'll get the bike, and the bike will go faster." Ling Xiaowei turned back to the factory and got on the bike.
Qi Lei also came on a bicycle. He hurriedly got on the bicycle and led the way, pedaling very fast.
"Wait for me, I'll take you." Shi Mingwei stopped Ling Xiaowei's car directly, held Ling Xiaowei in the back seat, and sat in front, "Hold it!"
I don’t want to hug him! Ling Xiaowei grabbed the pole of the back seat of the car with both hands.
Shi Mingwei looked back at her and said, "I really don't want to hug you!"
"Let's go!" Ling Xiaowei urged.
Shi Mingwei nodded, pedaled the bicycle hard, and the bicycle flew out, chasing Qi Lei.
When I arrived at Qi Lei's house, I saw two children playing in the mud at the door, and coughing and crying could be heard from time to time in the house.
"Qi Lei, your mother..." Ling Xiaowei's voice was trembling, and her heart felt sad.
"My mother can't be cured. She has something to tell you." Qi Lei said with red eyes, a look of deathly silence on his face.
"I'll go in and take a look." Ling Xiaowei didn't know why Qi Lei's mother did this. She wasn't actually very familiar with her, and she was a little embarrassed about Qi Kun before.
When I entered the house, the smell of herbs hit my nose.
"Sister Xiaowei, you're here!" Qi Yue shouted with red eyes.
"Well, I'm going to see your mother." Ling Xiaowei entered the room. The room was very dark and damp. Living in such an environment, even good people will get sick.
"Cough cough cough..." There were violent wheezing and coughing sounds from the people on the bed.
"Xiaowei is here! Open the window for me, okay?" Qi Lei's mother said, covering her mouth with a handkerchief.
"Okay!" Ling Xiaowei walked to the window. The window was small and the glass was covered with dust. Ling Xiaowei opened the window and the room felt much brighter.
"Xiaowei, come here!" Qi Lei's mother waved to Ling Xiaowei.
There is a stool next to the bed.
Qi Lei's mother asked Ling Xiaowei to sit down, "Sit further away, so as not to pass on this illness to you."
Ling Xiaowei moved her stool slightly, further away from Qi Lei's mother.
"Auntie, are you feeling better?" Ling Xiaowei looked at the skinny person in front of her and felt even more sad.
When we met last year, he was a fine person. Why has he changed like this this year? What kind of disease is it? Ling Xiaowei was filled with emotion. The most terrible disease in the world is the disease.
"Ahem... I have a terminal illness, no matter how much money I spend, it won't be good." Qi Lei's mother coughed.
"Auntie!" Ling Xiaowei said with emotion.
"Good boy, it's okay, this is life." Qi Lei's mother covered her mouth with a handkerchief.
It's fate! Ling Xiaowei was jealous, but she didn't accept her fate.