Xue Ling didn't wake up until about three o'clock in the afternoon after a long sleep.
Her face was still not very good, but her spirits had recovered.
Cheng Tianyuan frowned and whispered: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Xue Ling chuckled: "...it's okay."
Cheng Tianyuan knew that she didn't want to make him sad and worried, so he didn't want to ask further questions, so he whispered: "What do you want to eat?"
"I'm very hungry." Xue Ling smiled weakly: "It feels like I've been hungry for several days... I'm extremely hungry."
Xue's mother hurriedly opened the iron pot and said with a smile: "Zhilan and his wife live here in a house. I borrowed their kitchen and cooked a big pot of ribs and vermicelli for you. I also added mushrooms and green vegetables, which are nutritious.
It’s delicious!”
"Hurry up!" Xue Ling said in a funny voice, "I feel like I can eat as much as I can! I'm so hungry!"
Cheng Tianyuan hurriedly found a big bowl, filled half of it, and then came over to feed her carefully.
"Don't go too fast, it's a bit hot. Slow down, there are many more over there!"
Xue Ling was still leaning back, eating with some difficulty. He wanted to get up - but couldn't move, so he had to let him feed him.
Cheng Tianyuan whispered: "You have to endure these days, and you have to lean on your whole body. The doctor said you can't get out of bed."
Xue Ling just nodded and said indifferently: "I'm too lazy to move now anyway, wouldn't it be better if I didn't move? It's exactly what I want!"
"Eat, eat, eat!" Xue's mother shouted impatiently: "You are the only one who has a lot to do! You almost scared us this morning! You, you, you!"
Xue Ling laughed and continued eating.
After eating half the bowl, I ate another bowl.
Cheng Tianyuan fed her a little too quickly, and she ate happily. She was very satisfied.
"By the way, is the elder sister who committed suicide okay?" Xue Ling asked, wiping the corners of her mouth.
Cheng Tianyuan raised his eyebrows and shook his head: "I didn't go to the nurse's station to ask. The ward was closed earlier. It seemed that he had taken a sedative and fell asleep."
Xue's mother said angrily: "The hospital is already here, what else can't be ignored? Life is difficult. Everyone in this world will live the same life without us. How can we jump off a building without any problems?! How unlucky!"
Life is not easy, no matter what you do, you will be short-sighted!
The nurse said that she also had a thirteen-year-old son. She didn't even think about it, what would happen to the child if she died?
As a parent, you have the responsibility to raise your children. You can do whatever you want when you are alone, but she has a child, why doesn't she think about her child?
How innocent is my daughter? I dragged her with such a big belly and almost caused the two children to be born prematurely!
Xue Ling sighed and whispered: "Don't blame others... I guess I'm seriously ill and can't think about it. It's my own fault. I know I can't do anything with my big belly, but I instinctively refuse to save him if he sees it. I rush forward and pull him.
It's a normal reaction to shake me off, so I can't blame her."
Cheng Tianyuan lowered his eyes: "Stop talking, you are delicious. We don't care about other people's affairs. Take care of yourself first. If you encounter such a thing in the future, you have to take care of yourself first. The biggest mistake in today's matter is
I actually let you stay here alone."
"You're right." Xue Ling chuckled: "No one expected to encounter such a thing suddenly, right? Don't make mistakes, I can't blame you at all."
Mother Xue explained warmly: "Ayuan is going to the pier to pick up Shanyue and his family of three."
Xue Ling smiled happily and asked: "How old is Xiao Youyou? After so many years, how old is she now?"
"Almost seven years old." Cheng Tianyuan replied: "She is a very smart little girl. She has a good appearance. She is not like Shan Yue or Sister Chen. She is white and cute. She keeps talking with her little mouth and seems to only love to sing.
The lark kept singing to me as soon as I got in the car."
Xue Ling narrowed her eyes with a smile and asked, "Not like Shan Yue? Not like Sister Chen either? Then where did she come from?"
Cheng Tianyuan chuckled: "Sister Chen said that she looks like Brother Shanyue when he was a child, but she is fairer than them all and has a better appearance. She is better than others."
"That couldn't be better." Xue Ling said with a smile: "Both of them are not very good-looking, so they should look like themselves!"
Mother Xue smiled and asked: "I heard that the little girl is coming to learn that vocal music, right?"
Cheng Tianyuan replied: "Yes! Sister Chen said that the little girl has a good way of singing folk songs and has a good voice. A teacher reminded them that such a good talent cannot be let down and buried. She must go to a big city to learn vocal music and cultivate her voice.
Good voice."
"Yo!" Mother Xue was happy when she heard the child, "I think he can sing very well."
Cheng Tianyuan smiled and explained: "She sang to me as soon as she got in the car, and it was really nice. I don't understand this, but I have an intuition that none of the singing stars on TV can compare to her. The child's voice is pure, as if there is no one in the mountains.
It’s as clear and moving as polluted mountain spring water.”
Xue Ling couldn't help but said: "When the little one comes, I must let her sing two songs for me."
Mother Xue thought for a while and said: "There are probably not many professional teachers who know this. You have to go to a music school to find one. Hey! There are probably not many students like this."
"That's right." Cheng Tianyuan borrowed Shan Yue's words: "Her father also said that this is just for fun to learn, and you can't do arithmetic. People have to eat three meals a day, and then pursue singing and dancing. Now the family happens to have enough money, and the child
I also like it. As a daughter, let her learn first. When she gets older in the future, she still has to study seriously."
"What kind of concept is this?" Xue Ling didn't agree at all, saying: "Vocal music is also very professional. In the old days, it was really hard to make a living relying on it, but now life is better, and everyone doesn't have to worry about having enough food for three meals. Gradually,
There will be more pursuits. If the little girl studies hard now and takes this as a major, she might be able to make a lot of money!"
Mother Xue asked curiously: "What kind of big money? Can you make a lot of money by recording any tapes?"
Xue Ling choked up and said in a funny voice: "It's true that singing now depends on making money, but it won't be the case in the future - no, it will be more than that in the future. Look, you can sing on TV, you can release a solo album, and you can also do
If you have a voice teacher to teach you, there are many ways out!"
People nowadays have no concept of making stars, and the demand for singing and dancing has just begun.
Mother Xue didn't understand, so she reminded her in a low voice: "In the old society, those who sang on stage were actors. They were not children from good families. Most of them were poor children who were sold and had to live under pressure."
"It's different!" Xue Ling shook his head: "Look, isn't there a music conservatory in the imperial capital now? The people in it all rely on this to make a living and earn money by studying this major."
Mother Xue muttered dissatisfied: "I also know that there is such a school! The students there have to strive to join the military art troupe, otherwise they will have no future. My son, you have been protected since you were a child. I don't know.
Singing can't fill your stomach."
"Mom, your concept is too backward." Xue Ling explained seriously: "It used to be the case, but it has begun to change now. I can guarantee that if the little guy studies hard and trains well, he will definitely have a great career in the future!"
Mother Xue rolled her eyes, feeling that what she just said was a chicken-and-duck conversation.
Xue Ling lowered her voice: "Mom, do you know a big singing star in country m named xxx? He sings very well. People ask him to record and hold concerts. Do you know how much money he earns from one concert?
?”
"How much?" Mother Xue was a little disdainful.
Xue Ling gestured with two fingers.
Mother Xue raised her eyebrows: "Two hundred? Two thousand?"