In early September, Qian Tao will be coming to the city to start first grade.
She lived in Qian Shurong and Lin Ling's house.
This time, Grandma Qian, Qian Mingyuan, and Bai Hui accompanied Tao Tao to the city and also came to visit Qian Yu'an.
The last time I saw Qian Yu'an was on the day of the twins' one-month celebration. Grandma Qian made some little clothes and diapers for the twins, and she held each of them and loved them dearly.
Qian Tao was wearing the new clothes Lin Ling had bought for her, and her bright black eyes were looking at her younger brother and sister.
Lin Ling has been working at the jewelry store for more than three months. Now she is quite skilled and earns about 40 yuan a month including commission. She is not the best, but she is not the worst either. Her performance ranks in the middle of the store.
Lin Ling was satisfied. As long as Sister Qin didn't fire her, she could work at this jewelry store for the rest of her life!
The Qian family's life was getting better and better. Some time ago, Qian Shurong helped a big boss repair his car. The big boss thought Qian Shurong was a good person. Just then, the boss's driver had to take two days off due to family matters, so he asked Qian Shurong to cover for him for two days. In just two days, he earned an extra thirty yuan!
Song Yangmin was also home today, and the Song family was lively all day. When Xu Guiying saw that Chen Zhou was home alone, she invited him to have dinner together.
After dinner, everyone left.
Grandma Qian and her husband Qian Mingyuan went to stay at Qian Shurong's house.
Chen Zhou returned home, intending to read a book for a while before going to sleep, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Chen Zhou put down his book and immediately went outside. "Song Jianmin?"
“It’s me,” Song Jianmin answered from outside in a breathy voice.
Chen Zhou quickly opened the door and let him in.
"Come in quickly, don't let anyone see you!"
Song Jianmin felt quite uncomfortable and sighed, "Sigh, when will it be made public? It's like an underground party meeting."
Chen Zhou immediately laughed and asked him in a low voice, "What brings you here?"
Song Jianmin's arm twitched slightly.
Chen Zhou's eyes lit up, "Mung bean cake?"
Song Jianmin was carrying a familiar-looking packaging bag, made by a famous pastry shop near the supply and marketing cooperative.
Song Jianmin: "I came back this afternoon thinking of you and specially went to buy it for you."
A sweet smile crept onto Chen Zhou's lips.
Song Jianmin was a little tempted, so he coughed lightly and said, "Here you go."
"Thanks."
Song Jianmin stood right in front of Chen Zhou, not yet planning to leave.
Chen Zhou looked up at him, "What's wrong?"
As if he was mentally preparing himself, Song Jianmin suddenly lowered his head and quickly kissed Chen Zhou on the cheek.
Chen Zhou's eyes widened, and he suddenly looked up at Song Jianmin in disbelief.
Song Jianmin touched his nose. "It's nothing. There was a mosquito on your face just now."
Where did these mosquitoes come from?!
Chen Zhou was roaring inside.
Song Jianmin's ears burned, and he glanced at Chen Zhou's flushed cheeks.
While she wasn't paying attention...
She quickly lowered her head again.
This time, I kissed the other side.
Wearing slippers, Chen Zhou began working on his toes.
She swallowed hard, took a step back, placed the pastries on the stone table beside her, and covered her face with her hands.
"You should hurry up and go! You have class tomorrow!"
Song Jianmin scrutinized the look in Chen Zhou's eyes.
He breathed a slight sigh of relief when he saw no obvious displeasure.
He then laughed heartily and said, "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
Chen Zhou bit her lip and glared at him, "Go!"
Song Jianmin suddenly bent down.
Chen Zhou then retreated.
Song Jianmin stared intently at her. "You're not angry, are you?"
Chen Zhou felt as if his whole body was being roasted over a fire.
"Song Jianmin!"
Song Jianmin chuckled, "These kinds of things require a lot of practice. I'm leaving now, we'll continue tomorrow!"
To be continued tomorrow...?
Chen Zhou's eyes widened in surprise. By the time she realized what was happening, Song Jianmin had already stepped out.
Chen Zhou opened the door and went out to look at his back.
Song Jianmin was tall and had long legs, so he walked quickly and had already arrived outside the Song family's gate.
I don't know what he said inside.
He heard Aunt Xu yell at him, "Get out!"
Song Jianmin, shameless as ever, laughed and went back to the Xu family home.
Even Chen Zhou himself didn't notice the corners of his lips curving upwards.
When she finished washing up and went to bed, her expression suddenly froze, and she pointed to the corners of her lips.
Why are you still laughing?!
No laughing!
This was their first kiss since they started dating...
Chen Zhou kicked off the blanket, her eyebrows curving into a smile.
...
By September, Liu Aimei's new injury had almost healed.
She visited Yan Yan and Lele once.
The siblings no longer felt the excitement they had felt when they first met Liu Aimei; they simply looked up at her with curiosity.
Lele simply called out "Mom" along with her sister.
Liu Aimei couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart.
She left in a hurry after putting down the clothes and shoes she bought for the two children.
On her way back, she sat on the bus and had a dream.
She dreamt that on the day she moved out of her new house, her two children were crying and calling for her...
I dreamt again that she was pregnant and living in Tong Hongyun's small house, with people taking care of her every day. As her belly grew bigger and bigger, the scene in the dream suddenly changed, and Zhang Liqin appeared, splashing stewed soup on Liu Aimei's face...
She dreamt of giving birth, dreamt of being kicked out of the house, dreamt of her mother committing murder, and dreamt of herself going to jail...
Liu Aimei suddenly woke up when she arrived at the station.
She was panting heavily...
The dark and silent prison in her dream was deeply etched into her mind. Liu Aimei was still confused. She hurriedly grabbed her bag and ran off the bus. It took her a long time to calm down.
When I raised my hand to touch it, my face was wet.
Liu Aimei straightened up and took a deep breath.
What's there to cry about?
She wants to take a different path, live the life of the elite, and it's only natural for her to abandon the people and things from her past!
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