Chuan Shu Qi Leng: I own a department store

As soon as she interrupted him, Lin An stopped continuing the topic.

Xu Wanning sat in the back seat, leaning her head on Lin An's generous and stalwart back, blowing the summer evening breeze, and her thoughts were flying.

This is her second birthday in this world, and before she knows it, she has been here for two years.

In the past two years, too many things have happened, making her originally somewhat flat life more fulfilling.

The future will be even better!

Soon, the two returned home.

The children have gone to bed.

Xu Wanning went to Song Han's and Jin Chu's rooms one after another. Looking at their sleeping faces, she felt a little guilty.

Since the start of school, her focus every day has been on studying and going to restaurants, and she has shown very little care for the children.

Just for taking the children to the square, she promised twice, but failed each time.

Although the children were very considerate of her hard work, Xu Wanning still felt that she was unworthy of the children.

During the period when they needed companionship the most, she, the mother, was repeatedly absent.

"Look at you, why are the children still crying after just one look?" Mother Lin joked while handing the handkerchief to Xu Wanning.

"I just feel a little sorry for them." Xu Wanning choked and said, "They are too well-behaved and sensible. Because of their consideration, I repeatedly ignored them because of my own affairs. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I was not a good mother at all. Competent."

"You have done well enough. The children will remember your kindness to them. An Ning, you have to remember that you are yourself first and then their mother."

"Besides, isn't it going to be summer vacation in more than half a month? Your vacation lasts for more than two months, so you can definitely spend time with them."

"Well, I will!"

Xu's mother patted her on the shoulder: "Okay, go and rest early. You've got a lot of tan from running around every day."

In the bedroom, Xu Wanning kept looking in the mirror in the dim light.

Seeing that she hadn't slept, Lin An said helplessly and amusedly: "You already look very good, you don't have to look in the mirror all the time."

"Oh, you don't understand!" Xu Wanning pouted: "Mom just said that I tanned a lot, I have to take a good look... Lin An, what are you doing!"

Lin An directly carried Xu Wanning to the bed, covered her with a thin quilt, and hugged her from behind, "It's very late, it's time to go to bed."

"You are not black at all, you are very good-looking. I like you no matter what you are."

A good night's sleep.

While having breakfast, Xu Wanning suddenly remembered that today seemed to be Monday when she saw four neatly arranged military green schoolbags.

"I didn't even ask the principal for leave yesterday, so I didn't go back to school. I don't know if I will be punished."

Lin An handed her a shelled hard-boiled egg: "Don't worry, I'll take you to school after eating."

"If you don't eat, don't eat. It's too late."

Xu Wanning grabbed her satchel, stuffed the hard-boiled egg into her mouth, and slipped Lin Anti up, "Hurry up, take me to school!"

As soon as Xu Wanning and Lin An left, the four children got up one after another.

Jinchu raised his eyes and looked around in the spacious room, but never saw the figure he missed.

"I clearly heard my mother's voice just now, but why didn't I see her?"

"Your mother is going to be late for school. Dad is taking her to school."

Mother Lin patted the table: "Sit down and eat quickly, or you will be late for school later."

"If you're late, you'll be late. I don't want to go to school yet!" Chu Nian muttered in a low voice.

Mother Lin was old and her hearing was not very good. She only heard what Jinchu said, but did not hear what she said clearly. She subconsciously asked: "What did you just say?"

"Grandma, my sister Chu Nian said she doesn't want to go to school."

"It's so good, why don't you go to school?" Mother Lin gave the cake to Chu Nian: "You go to the best elementary school in Beijing. Do you know that you can go to this school? Song Han Jinchu's aunt and family help How much trouble have you put in, and you still don’t know how to cherish it?”

Mother Lin knows that the opportunity to go to school is hard to come by, so she doesn't like the children to easily say that they don't want to go to school.

Chu Nian didn't bite her tongue, she just silently ate the pancakes given by Mother Lin and shed tears silently.

"Grandma, my sister is in tears when I read it for the first time."

Jin Chu shouted, and then Mother Lin realized that Chu Nian was crying.

Mother Lin was immediately in a hurry and turned Chu Nian's stool around so that she could face her face to face.

"Chu Nian, tell grandma, what happened, why are you crying?"

Chu Nian didn't say anything, he just shrugged his shoulders, looking extremely aggrieved.

"Hey, you kid, just tell us when something happens, don't keep it to yourself."

But Chu Nian remained silent.

Jin Chu finished the last bite of pancake in his hand before raising his right hand and said, "Grandma, I know why sister Chu Nian is crying."

Mother Lin hurriedly asked: "What's going on? You should tell grandma!"

"Grandma, it was Chu Nian's classmates who told her that her family didn't even have a decent house in Beijing, so why should she go to the same school as them? They didn't want to be classmates with Chu Nian."

After all, Jinchu was just a child, and his three views had not yet been fully formed. He really didn't know how lethal these words were, so he said them so unscrupulously and without defense.

But the first thought was like someone poking the deepest scar in my heart, and I burst into tears with a "Wow" sound.

Mother Lin felt uncomfortable, and her eyes turned red silently.

"Grandma, why is Sister Chu Nian crying? Who said her family doesn't even have a decent house? Our house is so big, and Sister Chu Nian and I have our own small rooms. Mom specially dressed us up in pink. It’s pink, just like the princess room in a fairy tale, I like it very much.”

"Jin Chu, stop talking!" Seeing Chu Nian's increasingly painful appearance, Mother Lin scolded Jin Chu softly.

Jin Chu was stunned and looked at Song Han incomprehensively: "Brother, I didn't say anything wrong. Why is grandma so mean to me?"

The little girl, who was not yet six years old, instantly turned red and shed tears: "Does grandma not like me anymore?"

As he said that, he actually started crying along with Chu Nian.

Chu Lin looked at his sister, then at Jin Chu's sister, and found that everyone was crying, so he started howling too.

Mother Lin felt like her head was getting big.

The children, who were originally well-behaved, seemed to be competing to see who could cry louder. One by one, they cried so loudly that the roof of the house was almost lifted off by them.

"Don't cry!"

Mother Lin howled, which was followed by three seconds of silence, followed by a new round of howling.