Pet Handbook

The six eyes faced each other and the three faces were dumbfounded.

The woman who came to open the door was about the same height as Lan Jingling. The round facial features on the doll's face did not reveal her actual age, and her dull hair fluttered in the wind, which was very representative.Obviously, the woman didn't expect to meet the two in the orphanage.

"Sister Fei." Lan Jingling, who had been prepared for a long time, greeted them first, and took the initiative to introduce them, "This is my manager, Shi Fei, this is..."

"Huahua?" The woman called Shi Fei strode forward excitedly, "You're back, I really thought I was dreaming!"

"You give yourself a mouthful, and you will know if it's true." Chen Xiangqing's answer was very disapproving, "Don't look at me like a resentful woman, I'm not your lover."

Seeing Lan Jingling's feigned surprise, Chen Xiangqing really wanted to suggest that she go back to school to take acting classes again.Pompous and illogical.

It has been less than five years since I left here, how could I not know the principal's confidant, Shi Fei who is basically half of the principal.Lan Jingling deliberately brought herself here to meet her today, it must not be as simple as just recognizing relatives.

Even the toes farthest from the head are telling Chen Xiangqing that Lan Jingling must have some plot.

It was tiring to communicate with children from rich families like them, as if she would not be able to express herself without beating around the bush, Chen Xiangqing sighed silently in her heart, and was about to quietly watch Lan Jingling act.

"That's right, what you said makes sense." Shi Fei slapped himself on the face unambiguously, leaving a five-finger mark on his fair face, covering his cheeks in pain and crying, "Ouch!" Pain, pain, pain..."

"Does it hurt?" Shen Xiangqing asked knowingly while looking at the sky speechlessly.

"It hurts." Shi Fei nodded like garlic, fanned her feverish face with her hands, and smiled again in a blink of an eye, "But you are back, this is not a dream, it's great."

"Whoever told you that it will hurt is not a dream." Chen Xiangqing negated badly, "It will also hurt in a dream. Maybe you are sleeping on the bed now, and the person next to you turned around and slapped you."

"Really? But it's obviously you who said it..." Halfway through the speech, Shi Fei first doubted himself, "Xiaoyu's sleep is so bad, it's not impossible for her to accidentally hit me with her hand when she turned over..."

Listening to Shi Fei being persuaded by talking to himself in a moment of confusion, and nodding his head solemnly a few times as if confirming that he wanted to praise his clever plan, Chen Xiangqing felt inexplicable emotion.

The place hasn't changed and the scenery hasn't changed, and the people inside are still the same as before, Shi Fei's brain is always missing a string, and he's especially easy to be swayed by others.As for Chen Xiangqing herself, she really didn't know if she had changed.

"Sister Fei." At last, the two of them dug a pit maliciously and the other jumped in and offered to help bury the soil. Lan Jingling, who had been silent all along, reminded, "We can go in, this is my first time here Why."

Disgusted, she rolled her eyes at Lan Jingling, who was talking nonsense with her eyes open. Chen Xiangqing firmly believed that she had been to the site countless times, otherwise it would be impossible to pull herself here today without detours, even where there are few people to change clothes. Everyone knows.

Knowing that she would not be able to hide it from Chen Xiangqing, who is rich in associations, Lan Jingling just smiled embarrassingly. Anyway, if it was used to prevaricate Shi Fei, she would just believe it.

"Of course, it's time for dinner. Let's eat together." Shi Fei, who was reminded, nodded quickly, opened the door for the two to enter, and then clapped his hands in surprise, "If this is a dream, then I will Make a wish that every child will have two sets of McDonald's snack platters as snacks for lunch today!"

"Sister Fei, you are not dreaming, I really brought Huahua back." Powerless, Lan Jingling knocked Shi Fei who was immersed in beautiful fantasy in time.

"Ah...that's it." With his shoulders drooping in regret, Shi Fei suddenly raised his head in embarrassment, "Uh, the orphanage is a little short of funds recently, so the food is not very good..."

"Oh." Nodding coldly, Chen Xiangqing walked inside with ease, without any intention of eating at all.

"Huahua, why don't you eat, dinner is already served, you were looking forward to it the most..." The hospitable Shi Fei chased after him, thinking.

"Don't call me by that nasty name!" Chen Xiangqing turned her head suddenly, staring sharply at the person following behind, "Also, don't mention the past to me, I don't want to remember at all."

"I..." Shocked by the sudden harsh tone, Shi Fei was stunned for a few seconds, and finally asked in a low voice, "Shall we eat?"

"Except for eating..." Just as she was about to push back irritably, Chen Xiangqing's eyes were attracted by a small object on the storage shelf, she couldn't say a word for a while, she just looked at it in astonishment.

"This is a gift you gave to the principal's mother on Mother's Day. Each item is arranged in order and placed inside." Opening the glass window of the locker, Shi Fei took out a small piece of paper with Chen Xiangqing's name on it box.

Counting carefully, half of the half-wall-high metal storage cabinets are filled with storage boxes of various sizes, and the names and basic information of different people are written on the boxes in Xiujuan fonts.

Things that have been around for some years can't see the slightest trace of time. They are placed in a seemingly random way, but they have always been well taken care of.

Different from the other boxes lined up side by side in the cabinet, the small box in Shi Fei's hand looked like it was handmade for fifty cents.Not to mention the crooked stitching, the patterns on it are the failed abstract paintings of some artist.

"She...why..." The box seemed to weigh a thousand catties in her hand, Chen Xiangqing suddenly felt a little disgusted, "Why keep such a rotten paper box, it's not good to buy a new storage box like everyone else."

"Because it's a gift from you." With a sweet smile, Shi Fei seemed to recall the scene when little Chen Xiangqing shyly delivered the gift to the principal's mother.

It is a small box made of paper for unknown reasons. It is estimated that even the creator Chen Xiangqing forgot the motivation for making such a thing, but it was well stored and used as a useful object.

"Only nine things?" Lan Jingling looked at the things in the box, they were all childish gadgets.

As small as a card and as large as a music box, they are all things that can be obtained without spending a few dollars. Lan Jingling seems to understand Chen Xiangqing's psychology, why she is always insecure about herself.

Lan Jingling, who has not experienced maternal love for a few years, only remembers being asked to send gifts to the cemetery with her father every Mother's Day, sometimes a large piece of chicken blood ruby, and an oil painting by a famous artist.

The most exaggerated one, in Lan Jingling's memory, it should be a star named after her mother.Although I kept pretending not to see it, it was at that time that I finally knew my mother's name.

In comparison, what Chen Xiangqing sent out was probably even worse than rubbish in the eyes of her former self.

Because of the difference in growth environment, Chen Xiangqing had various conflicts with herself, and the source was the difference in values.This is something that Lan Jingling, who has been to the orphanage several times and has been volunteering as an employee of Shi Fei, has newly realized.

Of course, this is just a small gain.More importantly, the truth that Lan Jingling spent a lot of time getting close to Shi Fei to let the big stone in her heart fall to the ground is the main purpose of today.

"What kind of gift do you give when you're old?" Chen Xiangqing curled her lips disapprovingly, but her hands moved gently, and carefully put the box back into the locker, "If she wants to keep it, she can keep it, anyway, it's not worth a lot money."

"The bowls and chopsticks you used before are still there. We clean them on time every week, and they can be used after a little washing with water." Shi Fei showed a relieved smile, and pointed in the direction of the kitchen, "It's still in the old place."

"It's just that you are full and have nothing to do. It would be nice to have so many manpower to earn more money to subsidize the family." As she complained, the corners of Chen Xiangqing's mouth raised unconsciously, and she ran to the kitchen in a hurry.

I have been away for a few years and I still think about myself. Everything is placed in the same place as before. This is probably the feeling of home.Chen Xiangqing was glad that Lan Jingling persuaded her to come back, and the depression in her heart seemed to unravel by itself inadvertently.

"Once an adoptive family came, and the director's mother lied to me that she and I belonged to your family, so I went." Chen Xiangqing said suddenly.

"Not long after I went to Lan's house, my mother died. Father couldn't be in the mood to do anything else, so the matter of looking for you was put on hold." Lan Jingling shook her head.

"Well, that family actually just wanted to find a child bride-in-law to celebrate, and covered up the nouveau riche's face so well that even the principal's mother was deceived, thinking that it would be good to have a good family let me go, so they lied to me without authorization. "Waiting behind the cooking line with a bowl in hand, Chen Xiangqing said in a low voice.

In fact, I always knew that the director's original intention was for his own good, but he was too young at that time, and it was not easy to escape after being locked up as a child bride-in-law for more than half a month.

The psychological shadow has fallen, and I have to find someone to vent my anger, so I naturally choose someone who is close enough to tolerate me no matter what I do.

Then it developed to run away from home and rely on part-time jobs to support herself, thinking that if she entered the entertainment industry, she would find a real mother and have a complete home. Chen Xiangqing knew that her thoughts were naive, but she always deceived herself as the motivation to persevere.

"Who is it, do you still remember the name!" Lan Jingling's voice increased with her mood swings.

"Is your focus a bit off?" Chen Xiangqing suddenly burst out laughing.

Lan Jingling, who was filled with righteous indignation, was also out of love for herself after all.

Thinking through the joints all of a sudden, and feeling the warmth of her family and the warmth of her lover at the same time, Chen Xiangqing actually felt like a winner in life, and the corners of her mouth that were slightly raised unconsciously bloomed into a flower.

"Someone dares to propose to Mrs. Lan Jingling. Either she is bored with life or wants to die quickly." Lan Jingling gritted her teeth.

"Pull it down and you go." Holding the bowl of prepared food, she found her previous seat and sat down, Chen Xiangqing's expression became serious, "Tell me, after going around for so long, what exactly do you want to tell me through Sister Fei's mouth. "