Huanxi Boy: Song Qian's crit attack at the beginning, I'm numb

Su Cheng saw it and wanted to smell it.

"Where's Yingzi?"

Su Cheng asked, and stepped aside to open the door.

"Yingzi is home, come over later."

Huang Zhitao entered the room with trembling eyelashes, inexplicably nervous.

"Lego's in that room..."

Seeing her discomfort,

Su Cheng pointed and went to the kitchen.

Huang Zhitao looked at his figure and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm not really interested in Lego.

It's just that Qiao Yingzi made an appointment to come together, so he agreed.

Originally, I wanted to ask Su Cheng the questions in the test paper.

But Qiao Yingzi was not there, and he was alone with him, so nervous that he couldn't say anything.

"Yingzi, when are you coming?"

Huang Zhitao and Qiao Yingzi sent a text message and went to the room with Lego.

next door.

As soon as Qiao Yingzi came home, Song Qian asked with concern:

"How's school going today?"

"Okay……"

Qiao Yingzi pretended to be happy and smiled, but didn't talk about the exam.

With the painful experience in the past, when this matter is mentioned, my mother will definitely have to talk about the test papers again, especially the wrong questions.

"Mom called Teacher Li Meng, and she said that you were wrong about a few questions, but your thinking was correct, and it was a calculation error. Mom gave you a few similar questions to consolidate..."

Upon hearing this,

Qiao Yingzi wanted to faint, but couldn't help but said:

"Mom, school has just started, and this exam is not important."

"Why is it not important? Every exam is very important. It's about deepening knowledge. It's the beginning of the school year. This string is more important. Yingzi, listen to the mother. These questions have already been asked by my mother. Can we do it well?"

What Song Qian said was for discussion, but her tone was affirmative, and no second opinions were allowed.

"..."

Qiao Yingzi bit her lips and nodded discouragedly.

Since I was a child, I have been very sensible,

Knowing that after divorce, it is not easy for my mother to take care of herself alone.

It is also clear that everything my mother does is for her own good.

Just because I am too sensible, I know that I love my mother, and I don't want to make my mother sad, and I don't want to make my mother angry.

Even when you don't like it, you seldom say no.

All the grievances and dissatisfaction are suppressed in the bottom of my heart.

But people are not machines without emotions. This kind of emotion, this kind of unwillingness, unwillingness, accumulates more and more, and more and more wants to escape from this kind of control and escape from this home.

"Yingzi, go quickly, mother has stewed chicken soup for you, and dinner will be served in a while..."

Song Qian gently stroked Qiao Yingzi's hair, and pushed her back to the room.

"..."

Qiao Yingzi looked at the test paper on the desk, feeling very weak.

How many questions are there, there is no one hour, two hours, it is impossible to finish the calculation.

sit down at the desk,

Qiao Yingzi took out her mobile phone,

I want to send a message to Huang Zhitao, so I won't go to Su Cheng's house anymore.

Seeing that Huang Zhitao sent a message first, she was about to return,

living room,

Song Qian noticed that she was looking at her mobile phone, she frowned, walked into the room, and said softly:

"Yingzi, mother and you discuss something, okay?

"School is starting now, and the emphasis is on schoolwork. When you get home, stop playing on your phone and leave it to your mother for safekeeping, okay?"

In addition to worrying about playing,

Song Qian was even more worried that her own Yingzi was chatting with Su Cheng on her mobile phone.

Su Cheng is handsome,

I was worried that my Yingzi would like Su Cheng, and Su Cheng would fall in love early.

Today I learned that Su Cheng got a perfect score in mathematics and 145 in Chinese, so excellent, I am even more worried about it.

At school, Li Meng was asked to pay attention.

Song Qian felt that there was nothing wrong with her. What needed to be guarded against was not to meet or contact her when she returned home.

This is the safest way.

"mom……"

Qiao Yingzi couldn't accept it, and argued excitedly:

"Mobile phones are allowed in school, why should I charge my mobile phone, I don't agree."

"The school allows you to bring mobile phones, and what is allowed is the calling function, but it is not allowed to play..."

Song Qian said warmly: "I'm talking about it, my mother didn't collect your mobile phone, but temporarily kept it for you;

"Don't worry, the phone has a password, mom won't read it;

"I'll give it to you when you go to school tomorrow. Mom, I hope that when you come home from school, don't play with your phone and concentrate on your studies..."

With that said, Song Qian took the phone from Qiao Yingzi's hand,

"Mobile phones are too harmful. It affects learning and is easy to be distracted. Yingzi is good, listen to her mother..."

"mom……"

Qiao Yingzi was unwilling, and said anxiously:

"I promise you, I won't play, can you return the phone to me..."

Song Qian didn't listen to what she said, and left with her mobile phone.

Qiao Yingzi was aggrieved and powerless, feeling suffocated and going crazy.

……

The kitchen next door.

Su Cheng stewed the ribs.

Although Xiaomengna has a kitchen, she basically doesn't cook and doesn't have suitable kitchen utensils.

After the stew is finished, take it to her and give her a tonic.

Wait for the ribs to cook.

Su Cheng called out to Huang Zhitao,

"Taozi, I stewed the pork ribs, I made a bowl for you, and put it on the table."

in the room,

Huang Zhitao is solving a math problem,

Hearing Su Cheng's words, he subconsciously wanted to refuse.

Ever since I was a child, my grandmother stewed the most pork ribs.

What can I say to supplement calcium, I am tired of eating it every two days.

But thinking that this was stewed by Su Cheng, and thinking of the delicious scallion pancakes yesterday,

Huang Zhitao wanted to taste it again,

"thanks……"

Walking out of the room, there was a bowl of pork rib soup on the dining table, Su Cheng was not seen,

Huang Zhitao relaxed a bit, thinking about his handsome appearance, he felt inexplicably nervous to be alone with him.

sit down at the table,

Huang Zhitao filled the pork rib soup with a spoon, took a sip, his eyes sparkled with tenderness, and he felt ashamed again.

Rib soup is from small to large, what kind of taste is the clearest.

Savor the ribs soup at the moment.

Huang Zhitao is not clear again,

She didn't know that it was because of Su Cheng's good cooking skills.

There is still a filter similar to Ai Wu Ji Wu, because it was made by Su Cheng, it feels very delicious.

The former is fine.

The latter, when Huang Zhitao thought about it, his heart beat fast.

"Taozi, why hasn't Yingzi come yet?"

Su Cheng filled another bowl and placed it on the dining table.