Chapter 302 Brain Supplement

On the plane today, Xia Sihua and Pan Wenjun talked about Xia Zhizhi's deeds, only talking about her life after she became an educated youth, and also showed Pan Wenjun the newspaper.

Xia Sihua did not tell anyone about his previous suffering in Yang City. After all, as a father, he was not that delicate and sensitive. It was painful for him to hear about it. Things had already happened, and he did not want Pan Wenjun to suffer with him.

As for how to deal with Xia Ruhai, Xia Sihua had some preliminary ideas in his mind, but he wanted to wait until he met Xia Zhizhi and asked her opinion before taking any action.

When Cui Zijin heard Pan Wenjun say this, he was stunned.

Pan Wenjun was immersed in her fantasy about her daughter and didn't notice it.

Xia Sihua had been looking at Cui Zijin, so he naturally saw it.

Asked: "Is there anything wrong with our Zhizhi?"

There was nothing wrong with it. Cui Zijin just didn't expect that their child was Xia Zhizhi. After hearing Xia Sihua's question, he turned around and looked at the table behind him: "Comrade Xia also came to Harbin with us."

Cui Zijin went to talk to an acquaintance, and the others didn't wait for him. They ordered a smoked chicken. Knowing that Xia Zhizhi was in a hurry, Han Youran tore a chicken wing for her as soon as the dish came.

Xia Xia Zhizhi was chewing on her food when another dish of steamed pork was served. Jiang Xiurong picked up a piece for Xia Zhizhi, just like an old mother feeding her child. Before she could even put the food in her mouth, the spoon was at her mouth again. She handed it to her and said, "Don't chew on it yet. Eat this dish first. It won't taste good if it's cold."

Xia Zhizhi was chewing on wings when she heard someone calling her name from behind and turned around subconsciously.

The cheek just happened to rub against the pot of meat. Jiang Xiurong was afraid that he would get burned, so she quickly wiped it with a handkerchief, but the chicken wing in her hand fell off.

I didn't bring any clothes with me today, and if they get dirty, I won't have anything to change into.

Han Youran quickly reached out to take the chicken wings.

When Pan Wenjun and Xia Sihua followed Cui Zijin's gaze, they saw Xia Zhizhi chewing fearlessly, while the others were busy surrounding her.

Han Youran patted Xia Zhizhi's clothes, then tore off another chicken wing and stuffed it into Xia Zhizhi's hand: "Fortunately, your clothes are not dirty."

Xia Zhizhi recognized Xia Sihua and Pan Wenjun as soon as she turned around, but of course she did not feel the legendary blood pounding.

She just has an IQ online.

A middle-aged couple looked at him with eyes full of deep and complicated emotions. It happened to be the time of recognizing relatives. Who else could they be but his parents?

Xia Zhizhi knew that there might be more people coming over there, but she didn't expect them to come so soon.

Xia Zhuojun just left her place last night, and tonight she ran into Xia Sihua and his wife in Harbin. This speed is quite good.

Xia Zhizhi calmly took the wing and continued to gnaw on it, looking at the couple as she gnawed.

Xia Sihua was fair-skinned, wore a pair of glasses, had his hair combed neatly, and had a straight back, looking very elegant.

Pan Wenjun had short hair that reached her ears, with both sides of her hair tucked behind her ears, which looked very capable. She had thick eyebrows and bright eyes, and you could tell at first glance that she was the type of lesbian who had her own ideas.

This is different from Xia Zhizhi, who has no conscience and her heart is not shaken at all.

As soon as Pan Wenjun and Xia Sihua saw Xia Zhizhi, they were 100% sure that this was definitely their daughter. It was that special feeling of blood relationship.

This was the second time Pan Wenjun had seen her daughter in her life.

This is her daughter, her lost treasure.

Pan Wenjun always heard people say that their minds went blank when they encountered something, but she had never felt that way.

Pan Wenjun has always been a very calm person. When she was on the battlefield, carrying her comrades down under the artillery fire, the bomb exploded in the pit at her feet, and the splashing lime and sand sprayed all over her head and face, but she didn't even feel confused and just did what she had to do.

Pan Wenjun had been fantasizing about meeting Xia Zhizhi all the way, and she had thought of many opening remarks.

I was also worried in my heart, wondering if she liked me as her mother.

Do you feel resentful that you didn't take good care of her and let her be taken away by someone else?

There is no place like home outside. She must have suffered a lot of grievances outside. How should I comfort her?

It’s like this, I don’t know how much I’ve thought about it.

The first time she saw Xia Zhizhi, this fair and soft little girl standing so pretty in front of her, she felt like a cannonball exploded in her head.

The noisy voices around her suddenly became quiet, and the other people turned into fragments and went away. Now she could only see Xia Zhizhi.

Pan Wenjun wanted to open his mouth and call Xia Zhizhi, but he felt as if his throat was blocked by something and he was choking uncomfortably. He had rehearsed in his mind countless times what he would say when he met his daughter, but now he had forgotten the first sentence.

She reached out her hand to Xia Zhizhi with a trembling hand and touched her face, as if only by touching it could she be truly sure that the person in front of her was a living person and not her own fantasy.

Xia Zhizhi watched Pan Wenjun walk up to her in a disorganized manner, then reach out his hand towards her tremblingly. She did not dodge.

Pan Wenjun bent down and hugged Xia Zhizhi. Pan Wenjun was not a delicate lesbian, and even Xia Zhizhi, who was strong, felt uncomfortable.

Xia Zhizhi twisted her body, and Pan Wenjun immediately relaxed her grip, then patted her on the back again and again: "My dear, your mother is here. Don't be afraid. Your mother is here."

Xia Zhizhi was very tolerant of all lesbians who were kind to her, so she took care of the old lady in the village whenever she could.

After all, she is my biological mother in this body. She doesn't owe me anything. There is no reason to be rude to her, right?

She held the chicken wing in one hand and reached back with the other, gently comforting Pan Wenjun.

She didn't want to tell the other party in public.

"Ah you are not my mother, I don't want to recognize you"

"You lost me when you were little, now I'm grown up and I don't need you anymore" and so on.

I can't afford to lose this person.

When others saw Pan Wenjun like this, they were stunned.

Those who don't know are all guessing that her precious daughter must have suffered some kind of injustice, so she called home to complain and summoned her parents?

But when I saw Xia Zhizhi's calm face, I always felt that my parents had suffered more. Why?

Pan Wenjun was immersed in the joy of regaining what she had lost, and did not notice Xia Zhizhi's overly calm expression, but Xia Sihua saw it.

He knew that the original body had a difficult childhood, and he imagined that the child had suffered so much outside, so he must be feeling aggrieved and resentful.

It is indeed my parents’ fault.

Such children are always sensitive and suspicious, like a little hedgehog, they close their soft side and protect themselves with dense thorns.

He decided to use love to influence Xia Zhizhi.