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At 8:47 p.m., Han Xiangning hurried back to her familiar yet strange home.

Han Yu had all sorts of ideas about her return, and was really worried about her daughter. To avoid terrible things, after dinner, she hid things that could become "weapons" such as brooms and hangers, and also put away things that could be used to smash, such as tea cups and piggy banks on her daughter's desk.

Han Gong and Director Xiang had already decided that they would not care if the sky fell, and they washed up and went back to the bedroom to rest early.

"Mom, why did you go to bed so early today?" After finally being transferred to work in Donghai, the family was finally reunited. Han Xiangning thought that her parents would be very happy and would sit in the living room waiting for her and welcome her, but the house was deserted, and she felt a little disappointed.

"We have to go back to Binjiang early tomorrow morning, so we have to go to bed early today." Director Xiang made up his mind not to open the door, and when he saw Han Gong trying to get up, he held Han Gong down.

Han Xiangning felt like an abandoned child. Standing at the door, he said aggrievedly: "Even if you go back, you don't have to be so anxious. I finally transferred to Donghai, and you don't accompany me."

"You are almost forty years old, not a child. If you don't eat enough at night, there are rice and vegetables in the refrigerator. Let San'er heat them up for you."

"Okay, it won't affect your rest."

Han Gong felt a little uneasy and leaned close to his wife's ear and asked: "Nothing will happen, right?"

"What can happen?" Director Xiang held Han Gong's hand tightly and whispered: "Hanhan is her daughter, the flesh that fell from her body. Even if she hits her, she can't be so cruel."

"I'm worried that she can't control her emotions."

"Don't worry, don't you have San'er?"

To this family, today is a very meaningful day!

Han Yu, who was helping Han Han with homework, felt that he couldn't ignore the senior like this. He just stood up and was about to go out to ask her if she was hungry and whether he wanted her to heat up the food. Han Han suddenly pushed the chair away and ran into the living room. She threw herself into her mother's arms, hugged her mother tightly and shouted with great joy: "Mom, you finally got transferred. We can finally be together every day. I'm so happy!"

Han Xiangning was stunned and asked doubtfully: "Really?"

"What's true or false?" Han Han let go of her hand and ran over to open the shoe cabinet: "Mom, sit down first, I'll get you slippers!"

"You still need to change your shoes." Han Xiangning didn't expect her daughter to be so well-behaved and sensible. She felt warm in her heart and walked over to sit on the sofa.

"Mom, you must have walked a lot today. Don't move. I'll help you change your shoes."

"Can you help me change my shoes?"

"The teacher said that Korean children have to wash their parents' feet. What's wrong with me helping you change your shoes?"

"Hanhan, you have really grown up and become sensible." Han Xiangning had never enjoyed such treatment before, and she was so moved that she wanted to cry.

Hanhan quickly helped her mother change her slippers, and she didn't even bother to wash her hands, and ran to help her mother pour water. Thinking of the fruit in the refrigerator, she ran over and got two apples.

"Mom misses you too. I miss you every day these years. Sometimes I can't sleep because I miss you so much. Now it's all right. Mom will be with you every day in the future and will never be separated from you again." Han Xiangning would never dislike anyone's dirty hands, but would never dislike her daughter. She hugged her daughter and tears filled her eyes.

"Mom, don't cry. If you cry, I'll cry too."

"Okay, we won't cry. We should be happy today."

"I'll wipe it for you."

"Okay."

Before, I was a little worried that my daughter was raised by an old man and had no feelings for me. Now it seems that the previous worries were unnecessary. Han Xiangning subconsciously looked up at Han Yu, her eyes full of relief and pride, as if it was written on her face that blood is thicker than water, my daughter must be good to me.

Han Yu was stunned and couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

Han Gong hid in the bedroom and heard it clearly. He quickly pulled up the quilt to cover his head and laughed: "This girl, she is so cunning, she has learned to flatter!"

Director Xiang couldn't help laughing, hiding in the quilt and laughing: "She is being attentive for no reason. She is guilty."

From the moment she learned that her mother was transferred to Donghai, Hanhan was thinking about how to deal with it.

It turns out that my mother is not very difficult to deal with. She asked while the iron was hot: "Mom, have you been transferred to the Donghai Transportation Bureau?"

Han Xiangning finally understood what "having a daughter is everything" meant. She hugged her daughter and smiled and explained: "It used to be called the Transportation Bureau, but now it is called the Transportation and Port Administration. I have worked at the bridge construction site for several years. My superiors wanted to arrange for me to take a few months off, but the new unit is undergoing system reform and it is the busiest time, so I can't take a break for the time being. I will officially go to work the day after tomorrow."

It's good that I can't take a break.

If you really take a few months off, I will be miserable!

Han Han breathed a sigh of relief, hugged her mother's arm and asked: "Mom, did the leaders of your unit tell you to be in charge of something?"

Han Yu was also very curious about this, and sat down next to the mother and daughter with a smile.

"In charge of organization and personnel," Han Xiangning picked up the water that his daughter helped to pour, and after thinking for a while, he added: "It is said that I am in charge of personnel, but I am new here and I don't know anyone. I have no idea about the situation of my colleagues in the department, so I will be mainly responsible for personnel training next."

"Where is your unit?"

"No. 13, Zhongshan East 1st Road."

"No. 13, Zhongshan East 1st Road... Mom, your unit is on the Bund!"

"Yes, in the Customs Building."

"The location of your unit is too good, Mom, when can you take me to see it?"

"Okay, but it will take some time. After all, I have just been transferred here, and it is not appropriate to take you there now."

Hanhan thought about it and asked again: "How will you go to work in the future?"

Han Xiangning smiled and said: "Take the subway, it's very convenient."

Hanhan asked: "Will you always be on duty like in Binjiang in the future?"

"I definitely need to be on duty, but holidays should be guaranteed. Anyway, I can go home every day."

"That's good. You can't be like dad. You have been transferred here, but you can't go home every other day."

...

The mother and daughter are like "sisters" who have met after a long separation. The more they talk, the closer they become, from work to clothes.

Donghai people are fashionable, Han Xiangning is a bit rustic, and she hasn't bought many clothes in these years. Today, when she went to the company, the leaders and colleagues didn't wear uniforms very often. They didn't wear them very often, and she couldn't wear them every day. She felt that her daughter's words made sense, and made an appointment to go shopping for clothes together on the weekend.

Mother is kind and daughter is filial!

Just when Han Yu thought that everything was peaceful, Han Xiangning suddenly remembered something: "I almost forgot, where is your homework today? Have you finished it? Show it to me."

"I've finished it a long time ago. I'll get it for you."

"Go to your room. Don't talk about it in the living room. It will disturb your grandparents' sleep."

"Oh."

I didn't know until I saw it. After reading it, I suddenly felt worse than before.

The homework was all done, and the handwriting was very neat, but the error rate was too high. The daughter made mistakes on the simple questions.

Thinking that her daughter was so happy to see her back, Han Xiangning took several deep breaths in a row, calmed down her emotions, sat on the bed and smiled casually: "It doesn't matter if you make mistakes. If you don't know how to do it, mom will teach you how to do it. Come on, let's start with this question."

"Mom, it's so late today, and you just came from Binjiang. You must be very tired. How about we do it tomorrow?"

"Do today's things today, don't put them off until tomorrow. Tomorrow after tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are, you should understand this principle."

"Okay."

The senior sister wanted to help her daughter with homework, and Han Yu didn't want to disturb them.

He walked out of his daughter's room, closed the door gently, and just sat down on the sofa, ready to watch TV while waiting, Han Gong opened the door and tiptoed out.

Han Yu stood up and chuckled: "Dad, don't worry, it's okay."

"Don't be too optimistic, it's just the beginning." Han Gong was very worried about Han Han, and patted his son-in-law's arm: "Don't rush to sleep, wait until Han Han finishes correcting her homework."

"Okay."

As Han Gong expected, Han Yu watched TV in the living room for less than 20 minutes, and there was a sound of slapping the table in his daughter's room. Then, he heard the senior sister roaring inside.

"Mom, don't be angry, I was listening carefully just now!"

"Did you listen carefully? If you really listened carefully, how could you make a mistake again!"

"I didn't see it clearly."

"You should see it clearly now, redo it for me!"

"Oh."

...

What you fear is what you get.

The "motherly love and daughter's filial piety" just now was indeed only temporary.

Han Yu hesitated several times but still resisted the urge to go in, because once he went in, the person being blamed by the senior sister would not only be Hanhan, but also him, the incompetent father of the child.

The room was in a state of shock, and the TV could not be watched.

He simply turned off the TV and went to take a shower. After taking a shower, he helped the senior sister hang the clothes in the suitcase in the bedroom closet, and then lay on the bed and waited for nearly two hours before the senior sister came in angrily.

"I am so angry, she just doesn't study hard, she is always absent-minded!"

"Learning requires guidance, which requires a process."

"You said the same thing half a year ago. You guided her for half a year, and you guided her to be like this now?" Han Xiangning asked with gritted teeth.

Han Yu had long given up on his daughter's studies. He pulled the senior to sit down and said softly, "Hanhan is good at English."

"What's the use of being good at English?"

"She has made great progress since she was in elementary school. The teacher praised her at the parent-teacher meeting last week."

"She has improved, but not enough. I've heard that with her current grades, she won't even be able to go to high school in the future!"

"If you can't go to high school, you can go to a technical secondary school. Aren't we all technical secondary school students?"

"Can the technical secondary schools now be compared with the technical secondary schools we had back then? The technical secondary schools now are almost the same as vocational schools. You won't even be able to find a job after graduation in the future." Han Xiangning's tears came out anxiously, and she sobbed in Han Yu's arms.

Xunxun's grades are so good, and Yuanyuan's grades are also good.

With the comparison, it's not okay to break the jar.

Han Yu didn't dare to make any negative comments, and patted the senior's shoulder and said, "Hanhan just...just lacks guidance and has no interest in learning. You have already transferred here, and with you watching, her grades will definitely catch up. With you here, there should be no problem for her to go to high school."

Since last year, strict supervision has been carried out through the Internet, and her daughter's grades have indeed improved greatly.

Hearing what the junior said, Han Xiangning felt that his daughter's academic performance could still be saved, and his mood was much better than before. He smiled bitterly and said, "This is the only way now. If we don't pay more attention to it, her life will be ruined."