But this confusion only lasted for more than ten seconds.

Because the communicator soon heard a new voice.

It was a sound she had never heard before.

"Hey! Girl! Where are you from?! How is your job? How old are you?!"

"Let me tell you! My Xiao Ming has a good temper! He has been chased by many girls since he was a child! You are right to leave him!"

ah? ! !

Is it Bai Ming's mother? ! !

Testimonials

beep - beep - beep

It's time to reach a point that every book must go to.

That's launch time!

The first thing to do is to ask the grandfather of readers who want to read to click on the first order, click on the automatic subscription or something.

This is a very important thing for an author.

That's right!

I just want to have a meal! (righteous)

If there is no subscription, if you are raised, you will be hit hard.

Then there is the update speed after it is put on the shelves.

To be honest, this can only depend on the number of subscriptions.

But the author promises to update at least twice a day, and add as much as possible on this basis.

As for how much it can be added...

It depends on how well the author recovers.

(Actually, the author has been suffering from a low-grade fever for the past few days, but I feel that I can hold on, and I also have manuscripts on file, so I won’t mention it much.)

(Should be almost ready!)

And then some ideas for the next line of thought in the book.

The author has always believed that fans are a means to make up for the regrets that were not realized in the original work.

Because there are really too many things that are hard to get over...

The death of so-and-so, the going astray of so-and-so, the tragic experience of so-and-so.

When I see it, my heart will be somewhat touched.

of course.

How much and to what extent it can be made up is not something that can be generalized.

It depends on how big the author's brain is (bushi)

However, since you have such an idea, you have to work hard to realize it.

Okay, a little more rambling.

In short, this is the story of the four worlds helping each other.

As for the result, it is naturally going towards a happy ending.

So here again, I beg readers, grandpas, to subscribe and customize!This is really important to me!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

(screaming) (twisting) (dark crawling) (crawling) (twisting) (darkly squirming) (tumbling) (crawling violently) (twisting) (spasm) (screaming) (squirming) (ghostly growl ) (crawling) (splitting) (walking ashore) (twisting) (spasticity) (creeping) (twisted walking

(Kowtow regardless of the target)

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As usual, open a small reward for listing.

current data

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每70月票/700推荐票/1500打赏/15刀片+1更

Silver box: 18 more

Gold box: 50 more

Probably so.

The author kowtows to the readers' grandparents again.

Bang bang bang!

(Forgot to make up the time, until Sunday night)

57. Mother: This is a good girl! (Please book first!)

Being a mother is a tough job.

Pain in October labor;

Teaching while babbling;

Taking care of students while holding books;

Intercession when participating in work;

as well as……

Worries about whether their children can leave the singles.

Mother is such an identity that has been busy from the birth of the child to the time when she leaves this world.

of course.

This is not to say that the father did nothing.

The education and development of a family has never been the responsibility of the father or mother alone.

It's just that for Bai Ming, in his past, there is only the busy figure of his mother.

It is too bitter for her to play two roles.

Her hair turned into silver strands early on, and when her eyebrows were furrowed, there were many wrinkles.

Looking at such a mother, Bai Ming couldn't bear to contradict her.

And she always thought that she was still a child, otherwise she wouldn't have carried a few big bags of things and squeezed the bus to her place at night without saying a word, and then ran into herself who had just returned from delivering the courier.

After that, it was the picture just now.

Although Bai Ming could understand why his mother was so anxious, he couldn't accept it.

"mom!"

He yelled rarely, and then took the phone back from his mother's hand.

"Don't be like this! People will find it very annoying!"

Mother was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled awkwardly.

"Mom, I'm worried about you... I finally found a girl..."

Bai Ming realized that his tone was a bit harsh just now, and immediately slapped himself on the face, then took the two heavy bags from his mother's hands, and restrained himself:

"Mom, then you can't do this..."

"Much, how sorry..."

"But you are already 26 years old... Mom is in a hurry."

"..."

What mother said stopped Bai Ming.

This is a must kill.

At this moment, Bai Ming's cell phone lit up.

He took a look and found that it was Yelena's text message.

“[Ahri is concerned]”

"Is that your mother?"

"Yes." Bai Ming replied briefly, "Sorry, she...is a little excited."

"It's okay." Yelena smiled lightly, "Bai Ming, let me talk to her."

"Huh?! Here, my mother is..."

"Don't be afraid, leave it to me."

Although he was still a little worried, since Yelena said so, Bai Ming had no choice but to hand the phone back to his mother.

"Mom, she said she wanted to talk to you."

The mother's eyes lit up, she rubbed her hands on her clothes, and then took the phone from her son.

"Auntie, can you hear me?" Yelena's voice came from the phone.

"I can hear it, I can hear it!"

"Well, Auntie, I'm Yelena. I didn't hear what you said just now. Can you say it again?"

"Okay, okay! Miss Xiaoye!"

"Little, Xiaoye?"

"Is it wrong?"

"No, Auntie, you can call it that way if you like, I don't mind."

"That little leaf..."

Mother chatted with Yelena like this, all the way into the house.

Bai Ming on the side looked a little inexplicably harmonious.

Although he always felt that his right eyelid was twitching.

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ten minutes later.

"Okay, Miss Xiaoye, then I'll give him the phone."

The smiling mother looked satisfied.

Then she handed the phone to Bai Ming, patted him on the shoulder, and said:

"Talk well! Mom will cook for you, don't be cold, Miss Xiaoye!"

"That's a nice girl!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Seeing his mother walk into the kitchen, Bai Ming picked up his phone.

"Hello, Yelena."

"Well, yes."

"My mother didn't say anything weird to you, did she?"

"..."

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