A few days after that trip, Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day came one after another.
Song Qingqing, who was on her honeymoon outside, missed her daughter and contacted her frequently.
The mother missed her daughter so much that she dragged her husband, who was still as clingy as ever in his middle age, back home with bags of gifts for the younger generation.
I came back the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival and gave gifts to my daughter and son.
That night, the mother did not forget to get into her daughter's bed, and the mother and daughter poured out all the things that were in their hearts.
Poor Xie Chong was alone in the empty bed, sleeping alone with a thin blanket all night.
During this time, looking at the pitch-black bedroom, I regretted going home more than once.
Of course, his stingy thoughts are not something he can tell others.
At nine o'clock the next morning, the family of six rushed to the Xie family's old house carrying large and small bags.
We had a sumptuous reunion dinner with the old people in the old house.
The old people in the family are all happy. Their eldest son, who had been single for so many years, finally married a good daughter-in-law, and the good daughter-in-law brought a good granddaughter.
The couple are happily reunited and eat around a big table.
The more people there are, the more lively it will be. The old man and the old woman were very happy. They waved their hands and said, "Okay, each member of the third generation of the family will get a red envelope."
When Yuer took the red envelope home and opened it, a bank card fell out. She didn't look surprised.
It wasn't the first time she had seen her grandparents being generous.
To be fair, he treats this foreign granddaughter no worse than his own grandson.
Whatever her grandson has, she also has.
Yuer likes her grandparents and her cheap dad.
Although her cheap father likes to show up from time to time to compete for her favor and steal her mother.
Xie Chong, this cheap dad, is fine except that he gets a little jealous from time to time.
Material conditions and emotional needs go hand in hand.
The girl is in high school and has no time to contact me during the day.
When Song Qingqing was traveling, she controlled the number of phone calls she made, for fear of accidentally disturbing her daughter's rest.
Usually, I would only dare to call my child after he had dinner and taken a bath in the evening.
When Yuer connected the video, she saw her mother's familiar beautiful face. The arm that was stretched across her mother's shoulders was never missed, and her face appeared on screen very frequently.
With his veins visible and a watch on his body, it's obvious who he is.
Every time the mother and daughter talked on the phone, Xie Chong, the stepfather who was in charge, would always be the background of their conversation with a smile on his face.
She would interject a few words from time to time, happily sharing where she and her mother were traveling today and what local specialties were available.
I didn’t forget about the four brothers and sisters, and bought some for them as well. I will airship them back when the time comes, blah blah blah.
As they were talking, the mother and daughter who were on the video chat looked at each other helplessly through the camera, the warmth and indulgence in their eyes were self-evident.
Love the house and love the dog. Xie Chong loves the child's mother, so it is natural for him to love the child.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I stayed at home to celebrate the National Day, and finally waited for the two youngest children in the family to go to school.
Xie Zhong couldn't wait to take his wife out for a second honeymoon.
As the saying goes, the first time is strange, the second time is familiar. The second time Yu'er left her mother, the empty feeling she felt gradually faded away and disappeared.
Maybe it's because she knows that although the mother and daughter cannot see each other, they still care about each other during the time they can't see each other.
It is enough for us to live a happy and hard-working life together.
After National Day, the learning atmosphere in the class has unconsciously become more serious.
The countdown to the college entrance examination is always marked in the corner of the senior high school class’s blackboard to urge the students to study hard and work hard.
Yu'er and Xie Huaijun both have their own goals to strive for. Xie Huaijun has good grades and did not plan to go to college abroad at first.
Later, for some reason, my thoughts changed and I told Father Xie about this.
Xie Chong was not a dictatorial father, so he respected his son's choice without much thought.
As for Yu'er, her goal is very clear. She has set her eyes on a northern university and wants to apply for its key major.
As a national double first-class key university, the school's admission score has never been lower than 630 in previous years.
Yuer evaluated her current grades and thought it should not be difficult to get into this school.
As long as she keeps a calm mind and works hard on her studies, she should be able to get into the school as she wishes.
It is during the senior year that these students study hard and work hard, competing with each other.
In the peaceful struggle that was trying to kill everyone, one or two outliers suddenly appeared.
During lunch break, some people eat lunch in a hurry, and some even skip going to the cafeteria in order to squeeze in more study time.
The only thing to do is to eat bread and drink water in the classroom to fill your stomach and do more test papers.
Others rest in the classroom so that they can devote themselves to studying more energetically in the afternoon.
In the meantime, the two little girls pulled each other and pushed each other out the door.
The classmates in the class didn't care and were busy doing their own things.
Some of them just glanced casually when they heard the noise and looked away in less than a second.
Few people passed by on this side of the corridor.
Passerby Female Classmate 1: "If you really want to confess, can't you wait until you graduate from high school?"
Passerby female classmate 2 shook her head, her expression firm and unwavering: "It's just these two days, I won't wait any longer."
It was one evening, after the third class, Xie Huaijun went out to buy some snacks to fill his stomach.
Yu'er sat at the table, holding her chin and looking out the window at the sky which was once again dyed golden, in a daze.
At this time, the girl not far away observed silently for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage.
He clenched the wrinkled pink envelope in his hand and walked quietly to Yu'er.
At first she was so lost in thought that she didn't notice until the classmate gently knocked on her desk.
Yu'er turned around and met the serious gaze of her female classmate and blinked.
Many classmates in the classroom saw it, and the classmates in the class whispered a few words into the school beauty's ear.
What I said was too soft and no one heard it.
I only know that the school beauty looked a little embarrassed after hearing this, as if she could not bear the request of her female classmate.
She nodded in agreement to her request and quietly took the light object from the classmate.
The school beauty quickly stuffed herself into the hole in the table, and many students who glanced at her accidentally didn't see her clearly at all.
I felt uneasy but was too embarrassed to ask, so I waited until school was over, but I still hadn't found out.
After taking a shower and changing into clean pajamas in the evening, the little boy knocked on Yu'er's door on time.
He swaggered into the room with a glass of milk, brushing past the person who opened the door.
He placed the milk at the perfect temperature on the small cabinet beside the bed, bent down and stood up, then turned around and swaggered out.
His movements were so quick and skillful that it was obvious he had done it many times.
Seeing Xie Huaijun about to step out of the room, Yu'er spoke hesitantly.
"Don't leave yet."
He was almost walking out of the room. The little boy was indeed a young man, his ears were very sensitive, and not only his ears were sensitive, but his movements were also sensitive.
He turned around quickly, as if he couldn't wait, staring at Yu'er not far away with his bright eyes.
With just a few steps, he occupied the center of the little girl's boudoir.
"I have something to do~"
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