Fast Travel Strategy: Female Supporting Counterattack Manual

Chapter 617 The second generation of downcast is the predecessor (3)

Duan family.

"Duan Sijun, you've been acting weird lately. You never come out when I ask you out." Zhang Chaoyang punched him in the chest.

It's been seven days since the new year, and I'm either not free or not free to call this guy, which is really surprising compared to the past when I made an appointment.So he risked enduring the Duan family's blank stares and found the Duan family, wanting to see what this guy was up to.As a result, this person actually played with toys at home.

"It's not surprising." Duan Sijun didn't forget to tinker with the electronic toys in his hand when he was talking to him.

"It's so boring for a big man to play with this." Zhang Chaoyang was about to pull something in his hand, but Duan Sijuan avoided it and put the things on the shelf. Then he looked at him and said doubtfully, "Hey , what are you looking for me for?"

"It's nothing serious." Zhang Chaoyang put his hand aside and looked at him condescendingly, "Where is your girlfriend? Let's have dinner with her tonight."

"She's busy with work." Duan Sijuan curled his lips, obviously having a grievance that was difficult to express.

"Busy about work?" Zhang Chaoyang frowned, "What does she do?"

"She is a writing teacher. It's not that you don't understand the current parents, but you are afraid that your child will lose at the starting line, so you take advantage of the open space to arrange various interest classes for your child. For her, the appointments for the third day of the new year are full. I I haven't seen her for several days." Duan Sijun couldn't hold back his words, Duan's mother heard the sourness in his words from a long distance away.

"No wonder you don't go out these days?" She put the fruit plate in her hand on the table, approached her son, and gossiped, "How long have you been with this girl?"

Duan Sijun casually stuffed a piece of pear meat into his mouth, and looked at her hesitantly, "Mom, don't you always ask me these things?"

have to.The two mother and son regarded themselves as transparent people.Zhang Chaoyang felt bitter, but he didn't say anything, and silently stepped aside.

"Before I didn't ask, I knew you couldn't make it." The middle-aged beautiful woman blinked, "Now I feel that you and her can make it."

"Mom, why are you like the roundworm in my stomach?" Duan Sijun heard what his mother meant, this was to support him being with Wen Shiyi, and rushed to boast, "As expected, she is worthy of my mother, wise and powerful, Wisdom and insight, none of my thoughts can escape your eyes."

"It is necessary." Mother Duan turned the jade bracelet in her hand.It was obvious that his compliments did her a favor.

"I'm going to wait for a while. She's not busy at work, so I'll take her home to see you." Duan Sijuan looked up at his mother, his eyes full of anticipation.

"What's the name?"

"Wen Shiyi."

"Well, yes. When the time comes, you can bring her back, say hello in advance, and prepare some delicious food at home." Duan's mother nodded and smiled kindly, but she was wary of this girl she had never met before.

Her son doesn't have any scheming, nor does he have any outstanding abilities. He is supported by his family, so he can still do well in the circle.Most of the people I dated in the past were from the same class in the circle. Whether she succeeded or not, she, a mother, didn't worry about it.But a writing teacher was able to wrap his son's heart so tightly that he didn't even make an appointment with his brothers, and his method was much higher than the girls in the circle.

"Thank you, Mom." Duan Sijun held her hand, kissed her on the lips and then let go quickly.

Duan's mother touched the eldest son's head, turned around and walked out, and almost walked out the door, only then did she remember that Zhang Chaoyang, who had been ignored, raised a smile and pretended to be okay, "Chaoyang is here too, play well with Si Jun." , I won’t bother you.”

Zhang Chaoyang promised again and again, but he was noncommittal in his heart.He doesn't like to come to Duan's family, 80.00% of the reasons are because he doesn't want to deal with Duan's parents.

"I can't go out to play yet." Guessing that Duan's mother was about to go downstairs, he pushed his brother's shoulder this time.

"No, no." Duan Sijun took off his toy and continued tinkering.

"It's boring." Since he didn't want to go, Zhang Chaoyang was too embarrassed to force it, so he took his coat and turned to leave.

After he left, the bored Duan Sijun called Shi Yi, and the dissatisfaction he had endured for several days disappeared under the comfort of a female voice.

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"Sister, who's been on the phone for so long?" Shi Yi just hung up the call and turned around, when he saw the little boy holding the doll asking himself aggrieved.The little boy was estimated to be only eight or nine years old, but his eyes were calmer and melancholy than the sea.

She walked over to hold the little boy's hand, walked into the house, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Huanhuan, because of my sister's personal affairs, I delayed your composition tutoring time, and my sister will make up for it some other day, okay?" good."

The little boy looked at her with blinking eyes, was taken aback for a moment, and then clapped his hands, as if he couldn't believe it, "Is what sister said true?"

"Really. My sister never lied to Huanhuan." Shi Yi raised his hand and stroked his soft hair, treating him no differently from other children.

The little boy's mother, Li Wei, came out of the kitchen with a fruit plate. Seeing his son's rare smiling face, he was both relieved and sad.

She didn't know why the child suddenly became depressed after living such a good life.

He doesn’t communicate with her or her husband, nor with his peers. He stays alone in the room all day, in a daze, and doesn’t study. He loses his temper and throws things when you teach him...

Alas...at least the child is willing to learn to write now, and that's good.As for the rest, let it be.The reason why I earned so much money in the first half of my life was for my children.

When Shi Yi left the little boy's house, Li Wei specially sent her to the elevator door.It was said that it was specially sent, but it was just a matter of a few steps.She insisted on Shi Yi accepting the red envelope she gave her, but Shi Yi refused many times.

"Sister Li, this is my part of the job. You pay the salary on time, so you don't need the red envelope. Besides, I like Huanhuan very much. If you are so polite, I will be embarrassed next time." With a slight smile, she stuffed the red envelope into her palm, and she felt mixed emotions in her heart.

"Thank you." Li Wei squeezed the red envelope tightly, some words were stuck in his mouth but he couldn't get out.

"You are the real hard worker. Mom, you are all great." When Shi Yi saw the elevator door open, he politely waved goodbye, "I'll see you another day."

"See you another day." Li Wei waved at her, suddenly a little discouraged.

Since her child was diagnosed with depression, she has not had a good night's sleep.No matter how many psychiatrists I have seen and how many counselors I have hired, none of them are helpful.If she hadn't accompanied her child to the shopping mall that day and stumbled into Wen Shiyi's writing studio by mistake, she would not have known that her son was interested in writing.

(End of this chapter)