The Legitimate Daughter Doesn’t Care!

Shao Qinghe made slab struts in his room.

There are no other fitness equipment in his room, or even fitness mats. The floor is too hard to do on the bed.

At this moment someone knocked gently on the door of his room. He murmured "um", then got up, took up the towel, wiped the sweat on his face, and walked over to open the door.

Opening the door saw Mother Shao coming in with some pastries.

Shao Qinghe looked up at the clock and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. It was really a bit offensive to give him pastry at this time.

He took a deep breath, or greeted Shao mother in with a smile, took the cake and placed it on the table in his room, and asked, "What's wrong with mom?"

Mother Shao hesitated to say, "Qinghe ... can you ..."

Before waiting for Shao's mother, Shao Qinghe said directly, "No, I don't want to."

Mother Shao: "..."

Even though Shao Qinghe had refused, Shao's mother didn't leave, walked in and sat on the sofa, rubbing her hands a little uneasily, as if thinking about how to persuade Shao Qinghe.

Shao Qinghe pursed his lips and clenched his fist, but walked pretendingly calmly and said, "Mom, go and chat with Aunt Mu and drink tea ..."

"I don't want to get along with her. She's Ai Ai every day. I don't like it."

"Aren't you?" Obviously both of you are very frustrated.

"But she is too young."

"Then you and ..."

Before Shao Qinghe's words were finished, she was interrupted by Shao's mother and went straight to the subject: "You don't need to arrange these things for me. I need you to stay in the hospital again for your dad to come back. He hasn't been back for three months. It ’s like I never made a phone call, as if I had forgotten that there was this home. "

Shao Qinghe knew that, and he was so distressed that he rubbed his forehead.

He didn't want to continue like this at all.

Seeing Shao Qinghe's embarrassment, Shao's mother suddenly asked him: "You have been sick for so many years, why can't you come again?"

I heard Shao Qing and Qing Qing's voice: "Mom, Dad doesn't love you anymore, let's divorce."

Hearing this sentence, Shao's mother was just like crazy for a moment, stood up and rushed towards Shao Qinghe, stretched out his hand and pinched his arm: "What **** is it ?! I can't divorce, wouldn't it be for the little one? Fairies give way? I won't look for them in the second half of my life, and they don't want me to give them way! No way! "

"You just tortured each other like this and it made me very uncomfortable."

"Don't you know what I'm doing? I'm doing it for you, Qinghe!" Shao's mother grabbed Shao Qinghe's arm, with a little expression in her expression, and opened her eyes to look at Shao Qinghe.

Shao mother and Shao Qinghe do not look like each other, Shao Qinghe's eyes are not large, they are gentle eyes.

Mother Shao's eyes were surprisingly large, and a little scary when she opened. She said to Shao Qinghe madly, "The property can only be yours! As long as I'm in one day, don't try to separate the fox spirit and the dog hybrid."

Shao Qinghe reiterated the pain of Shao's mother: "If you just want to fight for family property, you don't have to pretend to be sick, and you don't need to let dad come back."

"If he doesn't come back, he will forget that he and your son! He should still hurt you and care about your body."

Shao Qinghe looked at Shao's mother and could not make a mild expression anymore, he was even a little annoyed.

Why deceive yourself ...

Shao Qinghe stepped back, breaking away from his mother's hands, and trying to comfort his mother: "Mom, go back to rest first, I have to go to school tomorrow."

"You don't care if I do? If it was Qing Yu, he would never do this to me!"

Also mention Shao Qingyu.

Shao Qinghe advised: "If my brother is here, I don't want to see you so sad."

"Yes, Qing Yu won't make me so sad, he will definitely find a way to help me. Is it because you are not good enough that Dad changed his heart? Ah? When Qing Yu was there, our relationship was good ..."

Shao Qinghe's expression darkened and he stopped talking.

Mother Shao continued to ask, "Why, don't you listen to it?"

While keeping him out of class from time to time, he should be good enough.

What about him?

Whenever something happens, mention Shao Qingyu. He is never as good as his brother, making it difficult for Shao Qinghe to have a good attitude.

Seeing that Shao Qinghe had been silent, she didn't seem to want to agree, and Shao's mother began to go mad and smashed the pastry she brought.

Shao Qinghe ignored, sitting quietly in the room, and after Shao's mother had vented, just find someone to clean up.

As a result, Shao mother had more new tricks today. After she left, Shao Qinghe leaned on the sofa to calm down for a while, Shao mother came in again, holding a bottle of medicine in her hand, and poured pills into her hand: Regardless of whether I am or not, I am the only one left. Only you in the world can help me. You still do n’t care about me, I will show you! ”

Shao Qinghe got up quickly, stopped Shao's mother, took the medicine and glanced at it. Shao's mother didn't know when to buy a bottle of sleeping pills.

Shao Qinghe was about to collapse: "Can you stop forcing me? Do you want me to follow Shao Qingyu's old path ?!"

Mother Shao froze and began to cry. A woman over half a year old was crying so helpless that she sat on the ground alone.

Shao Qinghe was really upset, but she was her mother after all.

He finally crouched down and asked as gently as possible, "Mom, I'll help you again, and then you listen to me and see a psychologist?"

Seeing Shao Qinghe agreed, Shao's mother was Shao Qinghe and said anything. Originally very resistant to seeing a psychologist, now she agrees.

Shao Qinghe calmed his mother and sent her back to rest.

Then one returned to the room exhaustedly, watching the mess and being too lazy to find someone to clean up. He was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling alone.

No one likes to speculate on human beings by nature. He has moody people around him. He must learn to look at people and act in order to avoid trouble.

Over time, we have such a problem.

He is not smart.

He is stupid.

Otherwise, it can be handled well.

Xu Xinduo came to school the next day with cookies, but Shao Qinghe took time off.

She couldn't help but wonder for a while while holding cookies. Shao Qinghe was fine yesterday. Why was she hospitalized today?

She couldn't give anyone else these Christmas cookies. After thinking about it, she could only turn to look at Mu Qingyi and said, "Brother."

Mu Qingyi's body froze and turned to look at her.

Xu Xinduo gave the cookie to Mu Qingyi: "Please help me transfer it to Shao Qinghe, you will definitely go to the hospital to see him?"

"..." Mu Qing also took the cookie and looked at it, but didn't know how to answer.

Shao Qinghe feels very embarrassed every time he pretends to be sick, and doesn't let people see him. He naturally won't go. How can he give this cookie?

And only Shao Qing and one person?

"All for him?" Mu Qing also asked.

These cookies were packed by Xu Xinduo in a bag and sealed with a small rope. Even so, it will not taste good after a few days.

She didn't want to do it in vain, she could only entrust Mu Qingyi to help send it.

"Yes, you can eat a few pieces." Xu Xinduo apparently didn't make it for him, and the answer was perfunctory.

Mu Qing also held the biscuit in a difficult position, and was at a loss.

Xu Xinduo found out and asked, "Inconvenient?"

Mu Qing could only answer truthfully: "I won't go to the hospital to see him."

"How many days did he ask for leave?"

"I don't know, it depends on how fast his dad is back."

"His father is a doctor?"

"No."

"..." Xu Xinduo suddenly didn't understand.

Xu Xinduo could only reach out and retrieve the cookies.

She sent a message to Shao Qinghe and asked: When are you going back and my cookies are ready?

Shao Qinghe: Oh, I have forgotten all this. Can you mail it to me?

Xu Xinduo: Give me the address.

Shao Qinghe quickly sent his address.

Xu Xinduo is thinking all day, should you mail it? She didn't have shock-absorbing things on hand, and it was probably broken by mail.

It was a pity that she made a Christmas tree pattern with care.

She looked at the address again, and suddenly found that the hospital was not far from the company. She could send it to Shao Qinghe before going to the company for training. She owns a car and a driver, and it is easy to go back and forth.

So there is no problem.

During lunch break, Xu Xinduo went to Director Huang to see Tong Yan's results.

When I walked in, I saw that Tong Yan was looking at his own paper, and it seemed that he was studying the wrong question.

Tong Yan's total score is 547 points. According to the total score, he can enter the ordinary class, but he cannot enter the rocket class. The Rockets' last place score was 587 points.

She reached for Tong Yan's paper and followed, saying, "In fact, it is much better than I expected."

Tong Yan had Erlang's legs crossed, and was still a little dissatisfied: "I was in a hurry during the test, otherwise I would definitely exceed 587 points."

Xu Xinduo took the paper and led Tong back to the classroom of the international class. Although Xu Xinduo moved away, her position was still empty. They returned to their original seats and Xu Xinduo began to talk to Tong Yan.

When Wei Lan saw Xu Xinduo coming back, he immediately came over to say hello: "Duoye is back? We Yanyan are lonely these days, and sighed every day."

Xu Xinduo pointed to the paper and said, "I just came to talk to him."

Wei Lan came and looked at the papers, and couldn't help but pout: "Although they are all Chinese characters, I can't understand them. Hey, is there so much difference between the textbooks on both sides?"

Xu Xinduo ignored it, and wrote the formula next to the wrong question of the paper. Then he wrote a place in Tong Yan's solution step and gave the paper to Tong Yan.

Tong Yan then looked over and picked up the pen to redo the question.

Xu Xinduo began to look at the papers of other subjects, but found that Tong Yan's major problem was actually classical Chinese, which lowered the language too much.

First of all, Tong Yan obviously did not memorize the ancient poems, and he did not answer the blank questions. Looking at the classical Chinese topic, Tong Yan is basically not, and the entire classical Chinese reading problem has almost no score. Finally, after reading and understanding, Xu Xinduo thought after reading the answer: Tong Yan didn't understand at all.

Tong Yan's composition also made Xu Xinduo headache.

The words are good-looking, well-ordered, and the board is neat. It has passed a thousand word lines, but what is it written?

Foreword does not agree with the afterword, and then simply copied the sentence to understand?

Attitude, answer garbage.

She remembers that Tong Yan likes to sleep in class, especially Chinese classes.

Other classmates can tolerate Yan, but Xu Xinduo ’s native Chinese teacher is particularly fond of chatting. When he is in class, he begins to talk about ancient and modern gossip. There are a lot of messy things, fog in the clouds.

In particular, the Chinese teacher was weak and hypnotic, and Tong Yan drowsiness was the most severely affected area.

Tong Yan is mainly in the international class. He has not memorized ancient poems. It is not a big problem to not be proficient in classical Chinese. Xu Xinduo can supplement him for a few days and let Tong Yan memorize it.

But how does the composition work?

Xu Xinduo could not help muttering: "You have a big problem ..."

Tong Yan was very worried: "I really don't know what to write, how do you write it, let me see?"

"Just write."

Tong Yan took out his mobile phone, opened the app and said, "High score compositions will be sent to the language corner. Let me see how you write."

Xu Xinduo really didn't know about this. She didn't order all the menus in the school APP.

She remembered something and stopped Tong Yan immediately and said, "Don't watch."

Tong Yan was puzzled, and continued to tap the phone screen: "Look what's wrong, learn."

Tong Yan looked and found Xu Xinduo's composition. As a result, Xu Xinduo took a slap against his head and slaped Tong Yandu.

Tong Yan turned his head to look at Xu Xinduo stupidly, and then covered her head with a mournful cry: "Concussion ..."

Xu Xinduo was also anxious, and quickly helped Tong Yan rub his head, and his mouth was still complaining: "If you don't see it, you're done?"

"It hurts ..." Tong Yan-style coquettishness began, and he pretended to cry without thunder and then drill into Xu Xinduo's arms.

Seeing this scene, Wei Lan immediately lifted the phone to take a selfie, but there were obviously Xu Xinduo and Tong Yan in the camera.

Wei Lan discovered that Xu Xinduo had noticed, and explained, "Don't get me wrong, I just suddenly thought I was handsome and wanted to take a selfie."

Solvay followed suit: "Come on, we have a group photo."

After speaking, standing next to Wei Lan and taking a selfie with Wei Lan, the subject is Wei Lan and Solvay, with Xu Xinduo and Tong Yan in the background. Tong Yan has only one back, after all, he leans in Xu Xinduo's arms.

Xu Xinduo was too embarrassed. He pushed away Tong Yan directly, and did not teach Tong Yan papers, and went away aggressively.

She was originally a strong person, and when she was out of the classroom, she was very angry and almost hit someone. It was Xu Xinduo who crashed, but the two sides apologized to the other side at the same time, and the person who was hit left the country and fled.

Xu Xinduo glanced back at Wei Lan and Solvay who were giggling, stomped in place, and then returned to the Rockets class.

When Xu Xinduo was gone, Wei Lan returned to his seat and asked Tong Yan: "What's the matter?"

Tong Yan rubbed his head and continued to look at his papers, looked up at Wei Lan, and then said, "I didn't feel anything before. After my epiphany, I thought of your previous attempt to soak our blossoming houses, and I was angry.

Wei Lan's smile gradually converged, and then he said "Goodbye" and turned away from talking to Tong Yan.

Tong Yan's head was really shot, but he still took out his mobile phone to see Xu Xinduo's composition, I really don't know what this composition is unsightly.

Composition title: Shadow.

——I spend most of my time in that quiet small town. Sitting upstairs, I can see the continuous mountains. The bright sunshine and the shadow lying on the ground accompany me.

——I have two shadows, far or near, nothingness, for a long time I feel that I can't touch it.

Tong Yan couldn't help but pout after watching it for a while. This delicate and contrived style of writing is similar to youthful pain. Is the Chinese teacher good?

——I care about a person. He is always with me like a shadow. My relationship with him is probably the same as the shadow. Accompany each other and grow together.

——He is always there, but never reach.

——I know he's with me, but I can't hug him.

Tong Yan looked at the words and suddenly heaved.

His previous relationship with Xu Xinduo seemed to be a shadow.

He's been there all the time, and they're connected to each other, but even swapping bodies is in two places.

They talk over the phone, they talk often, but never see each other. Just like a shadow, he is obviously accompanied, but he has not actually felt the other party.

He still remembers that he gave Xu Xinduo his sixteenth birthday, and Xu Xinduo was too nervous. If it weren't for the night, he might see Xu Xinduo's red cheeks ...

At that time he was still wondering why Xu Xinduo didn't always look at him. Now he suddenly understood Xu Xinduo's mood.

Thinking, he couldn't help but raise his lips, and his mood was hard to suppress.

Tong extended his hand and poked Wei Lan's arm, and said to Wei Lan, "I think Xu Xinduo secretly loves me."

Wei Lan looked at Tong Yan and said earnestly: "I think you have been beaten stupid."