Rescue Little White Flower

The family enjoyed themselves at the dinner table.

"Taste this, the braised pig's feet are very fragrant."

A large piece of pig's trotters arrived in Shen Qingwei's bowl.

"Too skinny, too skinny, eat a round to make up for it."

A Yuanzi arrived in Shen Qingwei's bowl.

Soon, a small hill was built in Shen Qingwei's bowl.

Faced with the enthusiasm of Zhao's mother and Zhao's grandmother, she said in a low voice, "Thank you, thank you..."

In the end, Zhao Xingyue couldn't stand it anymore, and helped her out, "Mom, grandma, do you still have my daughter and granddaughter in your eyes? Those who don't know think Qing Wei is your own."

Grandma Zhao happily rounded up the field, and gave Zhao Xingyue a chopsticks dish, "all have it, grandma is not partial."

Mother Zhao took Shen Qingwei into her arms, "I really want to have such a good-looking daughter, should Xiaowei think about it and be my daughter?"

Shen Qingwei widened her eyes at a loss: "Huh?"

Zhao Xingyue made a look at Mother Zhao, and signaled something not to be said at the dinner table.

Mother Zhao responded with a smile.

…

Shen Qingwei was very excited about recognizing her relatives.

But she thought for a long time, and finally shook her head slowly.

The expectant smile on Mother Zhao's face diminished, and she looked at her suspiciously.

"Are there any concerns? I'm afraid I won't tell the parents? It doesn't matter, as long as you agree, Ayue's father and I will take the initiative to talk to your parents about this matter. Or say..." Mother Zhao made a deliberate decision. The deputy came with an angry look, "You look down on our family and don't want to recognize my mother as me?"

"No, no." Shen Qingwei explained hurriedly: "I like Auntie's house very much. Auntie is very nice, grandpa and grandma are also very nice, but..."

She whispered: "I have parents."

Although her parents are not good, they are also her parents.

Recognizing Zhao Xingyue's parents as interlocking relatives, she always has a feeling of betrayal and abandoning them.

Zhao Xingyue and Zhao's mother looked at each other.

Mother Zhao put her hand on Shen Qingwei's head, rubbed it, and said, "Good boy."

She said, "If you don’t recognize it, don’t recognize it. Anyway, it’s just a matter of status. Even if you don’t call my mother, I will treat you as my own daughter. It feels like I saw my own daughter."

Shen Qingwei hugged Mother Zhao's waist and said, "Thank you."

"Hey..." Mother Zhao sighed abruptly.

Shen Qingwei raised her head and asked a little anxiously: "Auntie, what's the matter?"

"I didn't recognize such a goddaughter, I felt uncomfortable."

Shen Qingwei cast a look at Zhao Xingyue for help.

Zhao Xingyue who received his eyes: "..."

She turned her head to prevent Shen Qingwei from seeing the smile in her eyes.

Mother Zhao went on to say: "I even bought the meeting gifts for my goddaughter, this thing can't be given out, it's there..." she said, sighing again.

Shen Qingwei: "Huh?" There are still gifts?

"No," Mother Zhao stood up quickly, "Whether you are my goddaughter or not, everything is ready for you. It's not that you don't want it. You let me lose the goddaughter. You have to deal with these things yourself. NS."

This kind of inexplicable feeling that she did something wrong, but feeling that something was wrong, made Shen Qingwei's small brain capacity instantly stuck.

She didn't realize it until Mother Zhao took a lot of clothes out of the cabinet and made gestures on her.

"Auntie, I can't ask for your gift, it's too expensive."

Mother Zhao groaned: "Who said this was a gift for you? This was originally for my goddaughter. You made me lose my goddaughter. Shouldn't you help me keep these things?"

If Shen Qingwei hadn't understood at this time, Zhao's mother would be really a fool if she was looking for a reason to stuff herself with clothes. Her nose sore, tears fell off her tears.

She hasn't enjoyed this kind of care for many years.

When she was a child, she also imagined that there was a parent who forced her pocket money, and when she said no, she had to buy her nice clothes, skirts, and small black leather shoes with round heads to give her a look. Wearing awkwardly, I went to school to show off. I said that I didn't want to buy it. I didn't like to have to buy it for me.

But she waited more than ten years for such a person and never appeared.

Mother Zhao opened her arms and hugged her in her arms.

Zhao Xingyue held her arms to the side and watched this scene with warmth in her eyes.

For Zhao Xingyue, letting Shen Qingwei and Zhao's mother get closer is a matter of both ends.

Her character and experience doomed her to be unable to attach to her parents and enjoy the love from her mother like a real sixteen-year-old child. The appearance of Shen Qingwei has given Zhao’s mother’s belated maternal love room for full play. While growing up, Shen Qingwei also needs an older woman to take the place of her mother and provide her with support.

"Okay, okay, it won't look good if you cry again, I'll go outside to peel the fruit for you, and I will come out to eat some more before washing it." Mother Zhao let go of Shen Qingwei, wiped the tears on her face, and turned her head to stand. Zhao Xingyue on the side said: "Ayue, you help Weiwei try on clothes. If there is something inappropriate, I will pick it up. I will take it back to the mall to change it."

Zhao Xingyue responded.

After the door of the room was closed, Shen Qingwei walked to the front and said to Zhao Xingyue, "Thank you."

"Don't hide?"

Shen Qingwei pinched her finger and did not speak.

Tears pattered from his eyes.

Zhao Xingyue was a little helpless. She rubbed Shen Qingwei's head and pressed the person into her arms, "Since you are so touched today, I will reluctantly, lend my arms to you."

"Zhao Xingyue," Shen Qingwei said dullly in her arms: "Why do you treat me so well?"

Of course it is for the task.

But this can't be said in front of Shen Qingwei.

She shrugged, "Who told me to be united, friendly, and helpful? I am a new generation of outstanding young people who have grown up under the red banner."

Shen Qingwei laughed out loud.

…

After that day, the relationship between the two returned to normal.

Mother Zhao bought several sets of clothes and shoes for Shen Qingwei from the inside out, including underwear and underwear, which moved Shen Qingwei, but also deeply felt the value of this gift.

Although Zhao's mother took into account Shen Qingwei's mood and did not deliberately choose the luxury brands Zhao Xingyue often wears, the prices of ordinary brand clothes alone are not small.

This made Shen Qingwei feel uneasy and feel ashamed of it.

However, this anxiety was resolved by Zhao Xingyue in a few words.

"If you feel embarrassed, just treat my parents as a long-term investment. You treat yourself as a commodity to be invested. As long as you work hard to appreciate and you can return enough profits to my parents in the future, they will earn it."

"Our family is not a person with excess compassion. If it hadn't been for my mother to understand your experience and think that you are a valuable person, she would not radiate excess maternal love to you."

"Shen Qingwei, don't think of yourself so low, you deserve to be liked."

You deserve to be liked.

Shen Qingwei chewed this sentence, even if she knew that Zhao Xingyue didn't mean that, she still felt a sweet smell spread from her mouth to her heart.

She actually wanted to ask, what about you.

Since you say I deserve to be liked, do you like me?

But in the end she still did not speak.

She doesn't know how much she likes Zhao Xingyue, the other party knows how much, but once some things are said, they can't be regarded as non-existent.

So she smiled and said to Zhao Xingyue: "Thank you."

…

The weather is getting colder and colder, and as soon as the final exam is over, it will be winter vacation.

Shen Qingwei does not need to go home during the monthly vacation, but she can’t escape the long winter vacation. She is only fortunate that the school dormitory is open for accommodation when the senior high school students make up classes. She only needs to stay at home for more than ten days to survive. On the eighth day of the first month, I will be able to return to school.

After not going home for most of the semester, Shen Qingwei mustered up her courage before aligning the key with the keyhole.

But before she could insert the key, the door opened from the inside.

What came out was a stranger she didn't know.

Shen Qingwei suddenly had a bad feeling.

"็ Hello Who are you?"

"Uh... sorry, I went the wrong way."

She stepped back two steps, looked at the surrounding scenery left and right, to confirm that she had found the right place.

The houses in the shanty town all look the same, and it is indeed easy to go to the wrong intersection and find the wrong door.

Before Shen Qingwei had time to verify her guess, a person suddenly called her.

"Vivi?"

It was an old lady who came out of a door next to her who called her.

"Ah, it's really Weiwei. It's been a long time since I saw you look pretty, your skin is white, and you are taller. I almost didn't recognize you."

Seeing an acquaintance, the panic that had just been suppressed appeared in Shen Qingwei's heart again.

"Aunt Luo, do you know where my dad and brother have gone? Why are someone else living here?"

"Your dad didn't tell you?" Aunt Luo was very surprised. There is no reason to not tell her children after moving. "They moved away. They moved away a month ago."

"Oh, yes, yes, I remembered, thank you, I'm all confused, my dad called me before." Shen Qingwei smiled reluctantly, and casually dealt with Aunt Luo's two words. Holding his suitcase, he ran away as if to escape.

moved.

My father moved with his brother.

Where will they move?

Why don't they tell themselves when they move?

Shen Qingwei tremblingly took out the mobile phone from her pocket. The too cold weather made her exposed hands become red from the cold, and her joints were severely stiff. It took a long time before she dialed the phone.

"Beep...beep..."

Shen Qingwei wiped a tear, changed her number, and dialed out again.

calm down.

Shen Qingwei kept telling herself to be calm in her heart.

She took a deep breath and remembered that when she was cleaning up the mess for Shen Qingzhi, she had saved the phone number of a friend of the other party, a number that she would never call on weekdays, which came in handy at this time.

"Hello, hello, this is Shen Qingzhi's younger sister. He seems to have changed the phone. Do you know what his current number is?"