Starting from you are my glory

"Hey, just come, why are you so polite!"

Song Qian looked at Tong Wenjie who came to visit her, "Do you want me to be soft-spoken?"

You are so sharp-tongued and mean-spirited, am I crazy to dare to think like this?

Tong Wenjie directly handed the fruit basket to Song Qian, "I didn't have that idea. Besides, I didn't buy this fruit basket."

"Fanfan bought it for Yingzi to take as a vitamin supplement."

"Then thank you Fanfan!"

"It's okay, it's okay." Fang Yifan had just finished changing his shoes and glanced into the living room, "Auntie, where is Yingzi?"

"It's in the bedroom." Song Qian called towards the bedroom, "Yingzi, your Aunt Wenjie and Fanfan are here."

"I'll just go there."

Fang Yifan waved to the two of them and walked directly to Qiao Yingzi's bedroom.

"Ok?"

The door was locked and not opened.

"Yingzi!" Fang Yifan knocked on the door, "What are you doing? Open the door and let me in."

"Why are you here?"

Qiao Yingzi opened the door with a straight face, "Come here now, why aren't you reading at home?!"

"I'll read it when I get back in the afternoon." Fang Yifan locked the door. "When I got up in the morning, Lei'er asked me to do a set of test papers. Even now, my mind is still full of formulas and stuff. I'm feeling dizzy."

"Get up and lend me the bed for a while."

As he spoke, Fang Yifan pulled Qiao Yingzi, who was sitting on the bed, to a chair, and lay down on it with ease.

"No, Fang Yifan!"

"This is my room! My bed!"

"I know, I know." Fang Yifan sighed in admiration as he stretched lazily on the bed, feeling the different touch from his own bed.

"Your mattress is more comfortable."

"Lei'er and I are a bit tough, and sometimes we get nervous."

"The bed is uncomfortable for you." Qiao Yingzi also knew what kind of person Fang Yifan was. He was lying on the bed and couldn't get up on his own. You couldn't move him, so he had to sit on the chair as his master.

"I don't feel comfortable anywhere now!"

"I know, I'm not here to see you." Fang Yifan leaned on the bedside and looked at Qiao Yingzi, "Your mobile phone has been taken away, and you have no contact information. Your dad went to my house yesterday. That guy, he drank It’s such a mess, it’s uncomfortable to look at.”

"My dad went to your house?!"

Qiao Yingzi said in surprise: "Why doesn't my dad come to see me?!"

"My mobile phone was confiscated and he didn't get a reply from me. He should know what kind of life I'm living!"

"No, Uncle Qiao has already worked hard on this."

"I heard about it yesterday." Fang Yifan glanced at Aunt Song Qian who was chatting with his mother in the living room through the glass mirror on the wall of Yingzi, then lowered his voice and said closer.

"Your dad actually stays with you on your way to and from school every day!"

"But your mother." Fang Yifan stopped at this point and pointed outside. His meaning was already obvious.

"And now it seems that your dad can't even get in through the access control of your building."

"I don't know the specifics, but it should be something your mother said to the real estate agent. Anyway, Uncle Qiao has been scratching his head with anxiety during this time."

"Get lost, you are just like a monkey!"

"Yes, yes, no, I am originally a monkey!"

"Fang Monkey!"

"I know I'm poor!" Qiao Yingzi felt better, but not so much. She sighed and lay on the table.

"Fang Hou, I feel like I can't breathe."

"You control me like this every day, just like a prisoner!"

"Apart from being at school, I can still talk to your friends and classmates. The rest of the time I am restricted to my home, and my mobile phone is also confiscated. I have no freedom at all!"

"You are indeed miserable."

Fang Yifan felt sad, "Your mother is so inhumane. Why are you, mother and daughter, doing this?!"

"I want to get out."

"I want to go out!"

"I want my phone!"

"I want to see my dad!!"

"Shh, keep your voice down!" Each voice was more emotional than the last, and they were all spoken from the bottom of their hearts. However, the voice was so loud that Fang Yifan was so frightened that he reached out to cover Qiao Yingzi's mouth while looking at the living room in panic.

......

"Listen!"

The voice came out clearly, and Song Qian's suppressed anger was aroused again, pointing to Qiao Yingzi's bedroom, "Listen!!"

"What are you talking about!"

"Let me tell you." Tong Wenjie originally wanted to say it in a gentler way, but seeing the state of mother and daughter at this moment, she decided to be direct.

"This is a failure of your duty as a mother!"

"I neglected my duty?!" Song Qian almost laughed out loud, pointing at herself, and said aggrievedly: "I take her to and from school every day, prepare three meals every day, and tutor her with homework every day. I don't even have any private time for myself. !”

"Am I derelict in my duty?!"

"Yes! It's just a dereliction of duty!" Having said this, Tong Wenjie vented her heartache for Qiao Yingzi and her irrational dissatisfaction with her best friend.

"Eiko is a human being! She is your daughter! She is not your slave and a doll that will be controlled by you for the rest of her life!"

"Don't transfer all your resentment, disappointment and expectations to Qiao Weidong to your daughter!"

"She is not only your daughter, she is also an individual named Qiao Yingzi!"

"She has her own ideas, she has her own friends, she has her own life!"

"Is this what a normal parent should do?!"

"You keep saying it's for Yingzi's good, but is Yingzi happy? Is she happy?"

"Okay, let's not talk about anything else. You are a teacher. Let's take the grades as an example. Have Yingzi's grades declined? What about now? You tutor her every day. You are a gold medal teacher in Beijing. Your own daughter's grades are... What's it like now?! Is there any progress? Or, is it back to the original level?!"

"Sober up, Song Qian!"

"It's okay to look back now. If you really want to continue like this, your family will become enemies. Even if you can be so cruel now, what will happen in the future? You really want to see your ex-husband with other women outside when you are old. Happy and unrestrained, your daughter has been away from home all year long, and you are the only one who will live alone?!"

"Then what should I do?!" Song Qian was also on the verge of collapse, with tears welling up in her eyes.

"Don't listen to anything!"

"I think about her inconspicuous father every day!"

"If I say one thing, she can talk back to me! I don't look like a mother, so what about her?!"

"She's kind of like a daughter?"

"I'm not wronged? I'm not uncomfortable?!"

"Okay, okay." Tong Wenjie, who was so angry just now, had no choice but to hold her best friend in her arms, "Blame me, you shouldn't have said it so harshly!"

"It's not easy for you either."

"Who in the world has it easy being a parent?"

"Yesterday, that Qiao Weidong went to my house for dinner. He drank four bottles of wine with Fangyuan and Ji Shengli. I also heard what Fangyuan was saying. He scolded Qiao Weidong from beginning to end, saying that Yingzi is like this because he is pretending to be his father. , caused by someone who failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a father.”

"I'm thinking that Qiao Weidong will come to see you in the next few days."

"You should have a good talk with him then."

"No matter what happened to you and him before, now and in the future, Yingzi is your common daughter after all. Although you have the court's judgment, there will always be influences from all aspects in your life. In terms of hands-off education, men are born to be better than us. Women have the advantage, no matter what is right or wrong, now the pressure of study is so high, Qiao Weidong's indifference, for Yingzi, is relaxation under the heavy study pressure. "

"I told you how to come to your door and bring a fruit basket."

Song Qian's mood has stabilized, but she hasn't thought about what Tong Wenjie said just now. She happened to see the fruit basket on the dining table and muttered it.

"It turns out I'm here to be a lobbyist!"

"Hey!" Tong Wenjie looked at Song Qian dissatisfied, "What you said has no conscience!"

"I just said something nice, but you turned around and completely forgot about it?!"

"Am I still a lobbyist? Who am I to be a lobbyist for?!"

"Qiao Weidong? He has such a big face?!"

"He's so beautiful!"