Look at each other, smile and warm [GL]

After Song Qing said this, Xu Jiao rushed her to wash the dishes. Song Qing was obviously unskilled in operating the dishwasher. After struggling there for a while, she finally figured out how to do it. She stood aside and watched. with.

After waiting for a while, Xu Jiao went to look at it, and it was almost finished.

The two were relatively speechless.

"You...are you still going?" Xu Jiao asked, she always wanted to catch something, it was better than saying nothing.

Song Qing knew that she was talking about her mother, "I don't intend to."

"But..." If you don't go, there will be a second and third time.

"I think you are very good." Xu Jiao suddenly said something else, "No matter where you go, you will be number one. No matter what you do, you will do well, right?"

Song Qing looked at her and smiled, "Yes."

"Since that's the case, what's there to worry about?" Xu Jiao said seriously, "Is there something that will hit you?"

Song Qing laughed, couldn't help it, reached out and rubbed her head, "Go to bed early, I'll come back tomorrow to make up your lessons."

Xu Jiao also smiled, nodded and said, "Then I'll wait for you."

After speaking, I went up, and the sound of the dishwasher behind stopped, and I was done.

Song Qing looked at her and exhaled.

Early the next morning, Xu Jiao didn't see Song Qing and Dad Song at the dining table, so she pretended not to know and asked Ms. Wu.

Ms. Wu said lightly: "They won't come back for dinner today, they have something to do."

Xu Jiao nodded and concentrated on eating her own food.

She didn't want to wait for Song Qing at home, and went outside to buy some textbooks and materials, but halfway there, there was a light snowfall. She was a little surprised, it was the first time she saw snow here, and it didn't snow last year, saying that the temperature didn't count. Low.

This year the temperature has dropped significantly, and the snow is falling fast.

Pedestrians were more excited, many people took pictures, Xu Jiao didn't bring an umbrella, walked quickly, the bookstore was very warm, because the textbooks were bought in this bookstore, so there were many Mingde students, Xu Jiao was picking books there, no Few recognized her.

She greeted her lukewarmly, and the others just went through the process, not very enthusiastic.

It was snowing heavily after shopping, so Xu Jiao had to follow the crowd and wait for the snow to lighten at the table in the bookstore. I heard that the road ahead was closed, and the road was slippery when the snow was heavy.

"Xu Jiao, doesn't Song Qing buy textbooks?" A classmate was bored, so she leaned over and asked.

Xu Jiao opened her mouth, but before she could think of a word, someone asked, "What textbook did Song Qing buy? Is it necessary?"

"That's right. She sleeps in class now, and she is the first in the exam. Does she still need to study?"

Xu Jiao pursed her lips and said nothing. Although Song Qing slept during the day, giving her tutoring at night was equivalent to studying. How could they not work as hard as they said.

But they are also boring, they will gossip about everything, let them go, anyway, it's true and false.

After finishing speaking, she turned back to Xu Jiao, "Did Song Qing tell you which university she went to?"

Several people looked at her eagerly, as if they had a lot of expectations.

Xu Jiao asked instead: "Why don't you ask her, why do you insist on asking me?"

Several people immediately became unhappy, and said to each other: "If you can ask her, why ask you?"

"How could she tell us that you have a good relationship with her?"

"Yes, she often teaches you how to study."

Xu Jiao smiled, "Then do I have to tell you other people's privacy?"

They were stunned, and were immediately speechless. Xu Jiao didn't say that she didn't know now, but even if she knew, there was no need to tell them, right?

"What, who do you think you are?"

A few people pushed and left, Xu Jiao lowered her head and continued to look at the phone, Song Qing didn't send a message, but she first sent a message that it was snowing outside.

I don't know how Song Qing is talking with her mother.

Of course it's not very good. Before Song Jing entered the hotel, Song's father had already dealt with her cheap stepfather. Power, at first glance, is a stupid and bad person.

The son didn't care about his ex-wife's face, so naturally he wouldn't care about his father's face. Grandpa Song was so angry that Grandma Song was so happy that she looked down on her ex-daughter-in-law even more.

Father Song still cared about Song Qing before, but now he doesn't think about it at all.

The group just sat down to eat, and the uncle's family was also there. Song Qing sat beside her mother with a cold face. Song Qing's mother laughed, "Song Qing, I haven't introduced you yet, this is your Uncle Song."

Song Qing raised his eyes slightly, full of sarcasm, "Is he worthy too?"

The atmosphere at the table was suddenly cold, the man smiled awkwardly, and the aunt immediately acted accordingly, "Song Qing, you can't do this, your mother has been divorced for so many years, it's time to think about yourself, you are so old, you should be considerate... ..."

"Even if she didn't get divorced, she was thinking for herself?" Song Qing looked at her, "Auntie, don't say such things here, show some face."

"You..." My aunt immediately became angry, "Do you ever talk to elders like this?"

"It just so happens." Song Qing laughed, "I don't want you to be my elder either."

"What are you talking about?" Auntie frowned, pointing at her, "Are you still thinking of treason?"

"I don't want to talk nonsense, sign it." Song Qing handed over the paper in front of her. Song Qing's mother was stunned, "Impossible." Seeing the words on it, she immediately cried out.

Song Qing didn't speak, what was Song Qing's mother thinking, and suddenly asked: "Is your grandfather's property divided? Song Qing, how much did you divide?"

Immediately, everyone except her looked at her. Except for the eldest cousin, everyone's eyes were full of greed and inquiry.

Song Qing smiled slowly, "I disappointed you, no."

Several people breathed a sigh of relief, and the man next to Song Qing's mother let out a soft cry, almost frightened to death, if this is divided, it will be over if they don't have their own.

"You don't have to relax, you won't have anything to lose if you break up." Song Qing looked at him and sneered.

The man snorted softly. As an illegitimate child, when the cheap father was about to die, he had already used that kind of rogue-like posture long ago, so he didn't care what a child in his eyes said.

Song Qing's mother thought of a lot of things for a while, "Song Qing, you don't get anything now, is it because you messed with someone? Don't do this, you are still young."

"Does it have something to do with you?" Song Qing suddenly turned her face away and got up angrily. She was very angry, and she was even more angry than what she said just now.

Song Qing's mother said excitedly: "Why doesn't it matter? Song Qing, don't be ignorant of good and bad."

"Hurry up and sign, don't pester me anymore, it doesn't matter to me who you marry."

Song Qing slapped the paper on the table impatiently. She really didn't want to see this strange person. This person's soul has been eroded by greed, making it disgusting.

"Impossible." The woman disagreed.

People have to think that it is really a little affectionate, thinking about the relationship between mother and daughter.

Song Qing looked at the man, "Think about it clearly, if you insist on marrying my mother in name, my grandfather will not give you a penny. Now I can't protect myself. If you want to scrape my oil, just See if there are any."

The man looked at her suspiciously, and Song Qing's mother trembled angrily, "Song Qing, what do you mean? Who did you mess around with? I'll look for her and tell her to go away. I can't delay you."

"Can't you delay your blood-sucking worm?" Song Qing waved her hands to prevent her from touching him.

"Even if I leave the house, I won't be separated from her, so I advise you to retire now, so that you can protect yourself wisely. My grandma and grandpa can't see you coming like this."

The man was obviously relaxed, because seeing Song Qing's mother also looked determined and unwilling.

"If we don't have a relationship anymore, then you're marrying the Song family again, right? Although..." Song Qing said slowly, looking at the man mockingly, with endless disgust in his eyes, "He can't get on the stage, and he can't do it. Better than me, who was not as good as my dad back then."

Song Qing's mother suffered a loss from Song's father once, so she will be more energetic, and she is a little reluctant, but the aunt and that man are superficial.

A few people have also figured out Song Qing's recent behavior. He has a hot fight with that little country bumpkin of Wu Pingyu's family. Father Song also has a son, so he doesn't necessarily care about his daughter.

Otherwise, how could Dad Song have done nothing about Song Qing being with that Xu Jiao.

Song Qing smiled, "You discuss it slowly, and I'll go out to breathe."

As soon as she left, several people started arguing there.

Song Qing tapped on the lighter at the door, and slowly looked at the people downstairs. Everyone was dressed as in this hotel, exquisite, and their behavior was artificial.

A ridiculous place.

Someone came out, it was the eldest cousin, the daughter of the uncle's ex-wife, but the mother passed away early, and the grandfather's family was doing business abroad, not small, but he didn't look down on the phoenix man like the uncle, and finally hated this man even more after the death of the daughter, It was only when I was a child that I took my granddaughter back to raise her.

Recently, I heard something strange about my uncle's house, so I came here to join in the fun. I also wanted to open up the domestic market.

"Borrow a fire?" The cousin held a cigarette. She was more like the aunt who passed away early. The aunt was of mixed race, and the cousin had a quarter of German blood, with a bright appearance.

Song Qing smiled and said, "Smoking is not allowed here."

It's a pity for the cousin, "You're pretty good at tricks."

Song Qing didn't hide anything, "Why? Can't you do this?"

"Of course, everything you do in the future will be much smoother, and it will be good for that girl of yours." The cousin laughed, her big eyes with dark pupils were bottomless.

"You will not give up the Song family's rights." The cousin looked at her up and down, "You seem to be very good at hiding what you want very deeply."

They played with her for a while when they were young, but my cousin didn't like to play with her. She felt that although she was young, she had a lot of bad things in her stomach. But the grandfather's family said that they should have more contact with her. She didn't understand it before, but now she understands a little bit.

"Which thing about me makes you mistakenly think that I am a person who is indifferent to the world?" Song Qing laughed.

The cousin laughed, "I'll take care of you from now on, Miss Song."

"Boss Chen." Song Qing handed her the lighter, "Let's treat it as a meeting gift."

Chen Yu'an took it and touched it smoothly, "Thank you, I will return the gift to you when the time comes."

Song Qing was about to go in, and the result should have come out, Chen Yu'an suddenly said, "Have you expected it?"

Song Qing paused, looking forward to it?The airport should have died long ago, but it seems that it has not died, so let's wait for one to die now.

Xu Jiao waited until it was dark, but she didn't send a message to Ms. Wu to pick it up, she just waited stubbornly in the bookstore, she didn't know what she was waiting for, just watched the people next to her being picked up by her family, the snow outside turned into water On the ground, the snow under the street lamps floats in the night.

The phone rang suddenly, she quickly picked it up, Song Qing: Where are you?

"I'll pick you up."

Xu Jiao's eyes turned red suddenly, she was so scared that Song Qing really wouldn't come again.

The author has something to say: the eldest cousin has a CP, and a certain junior classmate has a CP. Don't blame our sister An for appearing late, after all, she is on the sidelines!