The rebirth group pets the little Fuwa

Chapter 84 Exercises
"How can we be so caring obediently?"

Xu Mei looked at the rouge box in her hand, and hugged Su Qinghe, being too intimate.

"Your mother is so busy every day, she doesn't have time to accompany you, go home with your auntie." Xu Mei encouraged her.

The corners of Su Qinghe's mouth twitched, and she obediently cuddled in her aunt's arms without speaking.

Wang Xiujuan didn't agree, "If you want a daughter, you can have another one. It's not like the family can't afford it."

Xu Mei hurriedly waved her hand and refused. Now that the three children have grown up so much, she won't have to worry about it in a few years. She doesn't want to make trouble for herself.

If the daughter is okay, if it is the son, she can't bear it.

Speaking of this, Wang Xiujuan also deeply agrees.

The children in their family are quite sensible, but even so, there is still a lot to worry about.

When the weather is cold, I am afraid that they will catch a cold if they wear less clothes, and if they eat less, they are afraid that they will get sick. I also care about how they are doing at school every day.

I am afraid that because of my negligence, I will ignore the child's situation.

But usually she often hears customers complaining to her about their children being disobedient, difficult to discipline, even fighting at school, skipping classes and not going to school.

If it happened to me, it would give me a headache just thinking about it.

"I heard it last time—" Xu Mei told her the gossip she had heard a while ago.

It is said that gossip is the easiest way to promote the relationship between people. Su Qinghe looked at the expressions of her mother and aunt, and nodded in agreement.

Seeing that they didn't drive her away, Su Qinghe also listened with relish, showing surprise expressions from time to time. This is no better than the story, it's so exciting.

Thinking that Auntie opened a teahouse, it must be a gathering place for gossip, Su Qinghe's heart itch.

"Well—" Su Qinghe couldn't help yawning, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, she was sleepy.

Hearing Su Qinghe's yawn, the sister-in-law and sister-in-law realized that it was getting late.

"It's so late," hurriedly urged Su Qinghe to go to rest, "Go to bed early, and I have to get up early to go to school tomorrow."

Hearing that she was going to school again, half of Su Qinghe's good mood disappeared.

Grandpa and grandma have also rested long ago, and there are only them and their father and uncle left in the living room. The eldest brother and the others don't know where to go to play.

Hearing that the daughter-in-law said that the daughter-in-law was sleepy, Su Jianguo stopped chatting with his elder brother and took the daughter-in-law back to rest.

Su Qinghe hasn't come back to live in for a while, but the room is no different from before she left last time.

Someone came to clean it every day. Lying in the quilt, Su Qinghe could smell the smell of the sun on the quilt. She felt at ease and felt safe all over her body.

At first, she was worried about insomnia, but not long after she lay down, Su Qinghe fell into sleep, and she didn't even hear the sound of heavy rain and thunder at night.

It was only when I woke up the next morning and opened the window that the ground outside was half-wet and half-dry, and I learned that it rained heavily last night.

But the rain stopped in the morning, and when Su Qinghe came out after washing, he found that the sun was out.

The air after the rain is filled with the smell of dampness, the smell of earth is wafting away, the breeze is blowing, and the leaves in the yard are also swaying with the wind.

Su Qinghe couldn't help shivering. She thought the weather would be less cold when the sun came out, but she didn't expect it to be even colder when it rained.

Before Su Qinghe could go back and put on a coat, she felt a heavy weight on her shoulders.

"Winter is coming soon, and I still wear so little." Wang Xiujuan helped her put on her coat for a year, while touching her little hand.

Fortunately, the palms are still warm.

"If it's hot in the afternoon, take off your coat."

"I know, I know, mom, I'm hungry, let's go have breakfast." Su Qinghe took her mother's hand and bounced away.

"Don't tell me if you're hungry, did you eat too little yesterday?"

The voices of the mother and daughter gradually became quieter, and the originally bustling yard became silent in an instant. Only the messy quilt on the bed let people know that the owner had returned.

It's been a long time since such a big family had breakfast together, Su Qinghe looked at the table of breakfast, and fell into a craving again.

I want to eat everything I see, but my stomach is so big, I will be full after just a few bites, so I can only watch everyone eat and pretend that I have eaten too.

Su's mother was very happy, and wanted to give her the person who made breakfast.

Su Qinghe quickly refused. There were only four people in the family for dinner, and one Aunt Lin was enough, and it would be overkill to have one more.

Mother Su had no choice but to regret: "Tell grandma what you want to eat next time, and grandma will send it to you."

She didn't forget her grandchildren. If she wanted to eat home food at school, she would call back and ask the driver to take them there.

Before the children could speak, Father Su said, "Going to school is for you to learn, not to enjoy."

The smile on Su's mother's face faded a lot, "You mean I'm too spoiled with the child?"

"Ahem," Su's father just wanted to continue, but suddenly realized that something was wrong with his wife, and quickly changed his words, "No, no."

The children who watched were having a lot of fun, and grandpa always suffers from grandma.

It is rare for a family to go out together. Those who go to work and those who go to school get in their own cars one after another.

The five children were in the same car, and they had a good rest last night. Su Qinghe didn't go to sleep as soon as he got in the car, but instead had a fight with his brothers.

She didn't stop until she got out of the car, Su Qinghe's hair was messed up.

"Big brother, big brother." Su Qinghe subconsciously went to her big brother for help. Among the big brothers, the big brother was the best at tying hair.

The other people were not in a hurry to leave first, they were all waiting for Su Qinghe's hair to get done, and they got out of the car together.

The five brothers and sisters got out of the car together, which also attracted the attention of many people.

When Su Qinghe went to the class, she found that everyone hadn't come out yet, they were still discussing their clothes, and said they should keep those clothes well.

Some people even came to ask Su Qinghe if there was a next time, and many students from other classes also came to inquire about it.

Even when those teachers came to class, they were a little dazed looking at the group of students below. Is this group of students below the same group they saw on Saturday.

But Su Qinghe didn't want to experience it again at all, she was so lazy that she had been busy for two months.

If she knew that she would be busy for so long, she would never bring up this matter and find so many things for herself.

And she has no time to think about these recently, although the teacher told her not to worry too much, but this is her first competition, how could she not care

These days, whenever she has time, she spends time in the dance room, practicing dance moves. Every time she comes out of the dance room, her whole body is wet, as if she just came out of a steam room.

After intensive training these days, Su Qinghe obviously found that she has improved a lot. Some movements were still a little rusty when practicing, but now she can do them with ease.

Even Fu Meiyun couldn't help nodding when she saw it, and even wondered if Su Qinghe was lazy before
If she had known that participating in the competition would make her so serious, she would have signed her up.

No one would dislike students who are diligent and gifted, which will only make people cherish their talents even more.

If, alas, forget it, and Fu Meiyun chokes back what she said, it's actually quite good, no one said that if you have talent, you must do this job.

Learning to dance is not as easy as it seems on the surface. Even if Su Qinghe only regards it as a hobby, there is not a lot of sweat and tears in it.

If you really regard dancing as your life's work, it's not a good thing. When you get older, you will end up with pain all over your body, and you will be unable to walk on serious roads, and you will have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life.

Su Qinghe's family background destined her to have many choices in the future.

"Do it again." Fu Meiyun clapped her hands.

Su Qinghe wiped the sweat from her forehead, and continued to repeat the previous action, over and over again, Su Qinghe herself couldn't count how many times she did it.

"Drink some water and rest."

"Hmm." Su Qinghe was so tired that she couldn't speak, she leaned against the wall holding a cup filled with warm water, and drank it in small sips.

Next to her, Fu Meiyun also replayed with her that there were some flaws in the few moves she had just danced. Su Qinghe had a few moves that should have been coherent and fast.

But every time she will unconsciously slow down, the front movement is slow, resulting in the back movement can not keep up with the music, and this is the case after repeated practice.

"Is there something wrong, or is it uncomfortable?" Fu Meiyun looked at her worriedly, she hadn't noticed this problem before.

Su Qinghe recalled that action, her face was a little annoyed, she pursed her lips and shook her head, "No."

"What's the reason?" Fu Meiyun looked at her.

Su Qinghe hesitated, and whispered: "I'm afraid."

When she was practicing this movement before, she fell hard, and that fall directly swollen her leg for several days, and it took a long time to recover.

It caused her to leave a shadow, and every time she came to this action, she would unconsciously slow down, and she hadn't corrected it for a long time, which led to the current problem.

When Fu Meiyun was mentioned by her, she also remembered that the fall was a bit serious, and no matter how hard or tired she practiced, she never saw this child cry so hard, and usually passed away after crying a few times at most.

But that time she cried for a long time and fell to the ground motionless, her face turned pale with fright.

When the servants of the Su family heard the movement, they hurriedly called the private doctor over. The doctor checked that there was no bone injury, but the place where it fell would be swollen.

Later, when she practiced again, she was also afraid that such a situation would happen again, so she didn't let her continue to practice, but she didn't expect to leave a shadow on her.

She blamed herself and regretted that she hadn't found out for so long.

"Replace this action with another action?" Fu Meiyun asked for her opinion.

Seeing that she pursed her lips and remained silent, Fu Meiyun continued to persuade her, "After this competition is over, we will practice this movement again, take your time, you are still young, don't be in a hurry."

Su Qinghe didn't want to, this movement is the finishing touch of the whole dance, if this movement is changed, the dance will lose its original feeling.

"I want to try again." Su Qinghe was stubborn.

Fu Meiyun knew that she knew this child too well, although she was usually lazy, as if she didn't care about anything, in fact she cared about everything.

The character in her bones is unwilling to admit defeat, a little stubborn, and it is precisely because of this that she feels sorry, what a good seed.

"Okay," Fu Meiyun knew that it would be useless even if she disagreed, and she would definitely continue to practice after she left, "but let's say it first, we can't be brave."

Hearing the teacher let go, Su Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

For several days in a row, the lights in the dance room were kept on until very late.

In the empty room, there was only a thin figure practicing the same movement over and over again.

"Bang!" It fell again.

"Bang bang—"

The sound of falling kept coming from inside, but the figure never gave up. If it failed once, it would be twice, if it failed twice, it would be three times, four times, five times, six times, until it succeeded.

Finally, Su Qinghe opened her eyes wide in disbelief, she, did she succeed just now?
Fearing that she would have hallucinations because she was too eager, Su Qinghe repeated it again.

Ahhhh, it's true, it's true she got over it.

She succeeded in only three days. To Su Qinghe's surprise, she thought it would take a long time, but she did it in three days.

The excited Su Qinghe kept circling in circles in the dance room, one after another, as if she didn't know she was tired or dizzy.

After the excitement was over, Su Qinghe struck while the iron was hot and practiced the whole dance together with the music.

As soon as the dance was over, although Su Qinghe couldn't see how she danced, she felt that the whole dance was very smooth, and even some small flaws before were gone.

"Dong dong." The knock on the door was drowned out by the music.

Wang Xiujuan knew that her daughter was going to participate in a competition in a while, so she had been practicing late in the dance room for the past two days.

She couldn't persuade her, so she could only come up to have a look from time to time. Seeing that the time was almost up, Wang Xiujuan came up with supper.

Wang Xiujuan opened the door as usual, and saw that her daughter was still dancing. Although she did not dance, every time she saw her dancing, she would be unconsciously infected by her emotions.

After quietly closing the door, Wang Xiujuan stood at the door and waited for her to finish dancing without disturbing her.

Until the end of a dance, Su Qinghe saw her mother standing at the door through the mirror, and ran over excitedly.

"Mom, mom, I succeeded, I jumped off." Su Qinghe threw herself into her mother's arms directly, sharing her joy with her.

When Wang Xiujuan heard what her daughter said, she was also happy for her, and took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off her forehead.

"After dancing for so long, you must be hungry," said Wang Xiujuan, pulling her daughter into her shoes and going out. "Mom made you your favorite pumpkin ball soup."

Su Qinghe saw the soup cup on the coffee table at a glance, and couldn't wait to lift the lid, and the sweet smell came over her face.

The temperature of the pumpkin meatball soup was just right. Su Qinghe took one bite after another, and the meatballs were bitten down. They were sweet and soft. Su Qinghe loved the soft and glutinous taste the most.

"Mom, you eat too." Su Qinghe said that she was about to feed her mother.

With a smile on her face, Wang Xiujuan shook her head and refused. She is not used to eating at night.

"Eat slowly, mother will go and see if brother has finished eating."

Both brothers and sisters like to eat this, and every time Wang Xiujuan makes this, she will make more of it.

And the two children like to eat her cooking, and Aunt Lin has cooked it a few times, but both children say it is not as delicious as her cooking.

"Mom." When Su Qingheng heard footsteps, she guessed that it was her mother.

Wang Xiujuan looked at the books in her son's hands. They were all piles of professional foreign languages, and there were many notes on them. She couldn't understand them. "It's so late, go to bed early, and protect your eyes."

"I know mom, I'll go to bed after reading this page." Su Qingheng smiled and nodded.

(End of this chapter)