abandoned woman farming

Chapter 778 Her Choice
"Good boy, why are you crying? Let's not be sad!!" Father Chen stood aside, seeing his daughter crying, feeling very worried in his heart. The daughter wasn't crying, but Her tears kept flowing all the time, and that appearance was much more sad than crying.Ever since her daughter was a child, wanting to cry has always been earth-shattering, but this time, it was really different. The tears shed made people feel very wronged.

"Good boy, your body is normal, so we won't stay in this hospital any longer, let's go home quickly, let your dad watch over the company's affairs first, and I will cook for you and make up for it, look You, this little face has lost weight!" Mrs. Chen's caring words fell into her ears, and Chen An'an cried even more sadly.

Worried about this rare fatherly love and motherly love, and also about her own Ning Bao.

Coming here by myself seems to have become a foregone conclusion, and it seems impossible to go back, so what should my child do?He was so young, so thin, and life at home was so difficult, he had himself to support him, but now he didn't even have himself, what should he do? ? ?
While she was crying sadly, the Chen family and his wife suddenly realized that something was wrong. In the past, if their daughter encountered such a thing, they might make a fuss, but this time, There was no movement at all, which seemed a little too peaceful.

"Okay, okay, let's go home first!" After finishing speaking, Mrs. Chen glanced at Father Chen, and then helped Chen An'an to pack her things.

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After returning home, Chen Anan's appearance was completely different from before.

In the past, whenever she was in the family, it was always noisy, very happy and noisy, but now, since returning from the hospital, it seems that my daughter has never laughed out loud once, and usually does not laugh out loud. Became quiet, talking to them, also softly, very gentle.

After all, this changed appearance of a living person still made the couple feel puzzled.But when I think of the blow my daughter has received this time, I don't take it seriously.

This afternoon,

Chen An'an was practicing the simplified characters written in this era in a notebook with a pen, when Mrs. Chen knocked on the door suddenly and heard a voice inside, and then she walked in.

In the room, just as Chen An'an closed a book, she saw a big box in Mrs. Chen's hand.

"You asked for this bag for a long time a while ago, but I didn't buy it for you. This time you were sick, and my mother felt very upset, so she asked someone to buy this bag. Although it is more expensive, as long as you As long as you like it!" Mrs. Chen said, and opened the box, and when the box was opened, Chen Anan's eyes did not fall on the style of the bag, but was first attracted by the embroidery on the bag. Living.

This embroidery has a very Chinese style, and the embroidered cranes and plum blossoms are exactly that. But from Shen Xiu's point of view, the colors are indeed very special, but they are not so amazing.

Thinking of the money used in this era, she touched the embroidery and asked Mrs. Chen, "Mom, how much is this bag?"

"More than 3!" Mrs. Chen replied very casually.

When Chen Anan heard that it was more than 3 yuan, he immediately began to calculate in his mind.

Although this bag is a famous brand, a lot of effort must have gone into the embroidery.

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After seeing this bag, Chen Anan had an idea in her heart. She picked up the thing called a mobile phone, followed the steps in her memory, opened Taobao one by one, and started shopping.

Different from the messy buying of clothes in the past, what Chen An'an bought this time was all things like silk thread and embroidery. There were a lot of them, and everything she could think of was bought back.

And when Aunt Lan received such a large box of express delivery, she was also taken aback, but the surprise was the surprise, she still sent the things to Chen An'an.

Chen An'an didn't go to school these days. When the courier came back, she was immersed in embroidery and couldn't extricate herself.

She couldn't forget her son's appearance, so she found a good piece of material, and started to embroider without even using a pen. The embroidered one was the little guy who had been thinking about it all along.

Her embroidery is extremely good, and her time is very fast, so she embroidered the child's head without spending a few days.

She sat on the bed, as she did in her previous life, with her legs crossed, but, as she stroked the head of the little guy she had always cared about, Chen Anan's tears began to fall again.

The matter of going to school was still lingering in her mind, and she wanted to keep the repaired piece of cloth with her all the time, so she made a bag by herself according to the style of the bag she bought.

The material must be incomparable, but fortunately, the appearance is indeed very good-looking.

Because of this matter being done, Chen An'an's usual smiles have also increased, and he can seem to have turned his quarrelsome temper.

"An'an, your principal called me again today, saying that he wants you to settle down, and my mother is just asking you what you mean. If you agree to go to the art class, my mother will send you back. If you don't like it, then Let's transfer schools, what do you think?" Mrs. Chen asked.

Father Chen was also listening. Although he didn't say anything on the surface, he was very disturbed in his heart. After her daughter woke up from the hospital this time, her temper became more and more quiet. I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

In fact, the husband and wife were already prepared to transfer her to another school. The city experiment would definitely not make sense, and her daughter didn't like art classes, so in the final analysis, the only way to go was to transfer to another school.

However, it greatly exceeded the expectations of the Chen family couple, and also greatly exceeded Principal Lin's expectations, because Chen An'an actually agreed.

She agreed to the two, and she would go to school next Monday, and she chose to take an art class.

The original owner didn't have much impression of studying art. He only knew that those who study art write and draw every day.

Thinking of writing and drawing, Chen An'an didn't hesitate anymore, so he nodded calmly.

"Daughter, you don't have a fever, do you?" Mrs. Chen was a little surprised. After all, a few days ago, her daughter almost jumped off the stairs in order to study science!

"No!" The daughter gently shook her head.

Hearing what she said, although the couple were still worried, they were relieved after all.

……

It was the day when school started again on Monday. There were many people and cars at the school gate, and when the Chen family came, no one else dared to speak.

(End of this chapter)