[Comprehensive] Wear whatever you want, wear whatever you want

Dad, I hope you don't make mistakes, otherwise I won't forgive you.

Ziling bought claypot rice and went to the hospital. Shunjuan was sleeping, because her body was a little bloated due to pregnancy, but her face was round and smooth, and she looked like a happy woman.

She won't break her mother's happiness for the time being, maybe she's just worrying too much.

But in any case, she will not let her mother get hurt.

About half an hour later, Shunjuan woke up: "Zi Ling, you are here..."

"Mom, how are you feeling today? My brother is not obedient, is he making trouble with you?" Ziling was surprised at her composure. She covered up the pain that Chu Lian brought her, and she also covered up the anger caused by her father's actions. To bury.

Now, she is just a daughter who loves her mother.

Mom is the person who is connected by her blood!

Her mother's words of criticism or appreciation are always around her, and her mother's daily greetings are also engraved in her heart.

Mom, have I ever told you that I love you?

When Qianlong passed through Wang Zhanpeng (6)

"No, the baby is very good. Don't worry about me. You will be promoted to third grade soon. Don't worry about me all the time. If you study hard, mother will be satisfied." Shunjuan's loving eyes flicked back and forth on Ziling Patrol, and noticed something wrong: "Although you have to study, don't be too tired. You see that your eyes are full of red blood, and your body is also very important. Is there enough pocket money? Have you eaten on time recently?"

Being nagged and cared by her mother like this, Zi Ling felt very warm in her heart: "I'm fine, Mom. I go to bed on time every day, but I had a terrible nightmare yesterday, so I didn't sleep well, don't you Worried. I have a lot of pocket money now. My father gave me a lot, and I have nowhere to spend it. Today at noon, I ate sweet fish-flavored eggplant stick rice. It was delicious, but it was not made by my mother. The food is delicious."

"When did your mouth become so sweet? Is it because you eat eggplant sticks? Hey, when I think back to your time, I feel that there is a world of difference. You are old and sensible. I will be with Chu Lian in the future. Don't worry." Shunjuan suddenly mentioned Chu Lian, and Ziling felt a pain in her heart.

But she didn't show her sadness on her face, and just echoed Shunjuan's words with a little deep meaning: "No, when I was young, I just liked Chu Lian. How could I have picked a doctor to go home! Haha."

"What is a doctor? The important thing is that his heart is on you, and it is enough for him to like you. Otherwise, the doctor is someone else's doctor. Ziling, you have to be careful, and don't be blinded by love. "If it was in the past, when Shunjuan said something bad about Chu Lian, she would definitely contradict Shunjuan angrily.

But not anymore.

Because my mother has always been doing it for her own good!

Mom, in fact, Chu Lian no longer belongs to me.

Chu Lian on the other end of the phone was with another woman. How did they get along?

She called Chu Lian at six o'clock in the morning. At six o'clock, it was Sunday in France.

Chu Lian's tone was so impatient, it was obvious that he had just woken up.He woke up, and He Feifei woke up with him.

She wanted to tell herself that nothing happened to them, but was it possible?

Ziling has a sensitive heart, always magnifies fear infinitely, and thinks of the worst.

Since Chu Lian is already with other girls, then there is no need for her to exist. Chu's mother and Chu Yi already hated her, and if Chu Lian fell in love with someone else, they could even call off the engagement with an excuse.

In the end, everyone in the Chu family is happy, isn't it?

But what about myself?What are all these years of hard work?After waiting for so long, all he wanted was to know that he slept with another woman?

This kind of Chu Lian is not the Chu Lian she loves who likes her and pities her.

Isn't love supposed to be single-minded?

"Zi Ling, you're here..." Her father's words reminded her of the existence of that nasty woman.

Solving Shen Suixin is far more important than remembering the relationship.

Love and marriage are different.

Her first love can die young, but the marriage of her parents cannot be shattered.

"Father, why did you come back? Where did you go?" Pretending to be coquettish, Qianlong replied truthfully: "The hospital's disinfectant smells bad. I saw your mother fell asleep, so I went out for a walk."

"However, my mother is pregnant now, and when she wakes up, there is no one around her, so what can I do?"

"Yes, yes, Ziling is right, Dad won't do this next time!" Pregnant women can't do it without someone to accompany them. There were countless mothers and maids in the Qing Dynasty, but everything here has to be done by hand, which made him stretch out his clothes alone. The emperor who came to open his mouth was a little overwhelmed.

"Otherwise, I'll hire a few nannies to take care of your mother." Qianlong's words set Ziling's alarm bells ringing.

Sure enough, he had problems.

Mom let the nanny take care of it, so what would he do?Fucking around with other women?

When she thought that her mother had gone through hardships to bear children for him, but he was with other women, she became very angry.

"That's good. There are a lot of things in the company. Zhan Peng, you don't have to be with me all the time. You can handle your own affairs." Shunjuan thought about her husband's hard work, and interfaced.

"Mom, dad is your husband. How can it be hard for a husband to accompany his pregnant wife? A nanny needs to be hired, and dad needs to be with him. I want my mother to be the happiest woman in the world." Ziling's words made Shunjuan and Qianlong smile knowingly. .

Such a sunny and pretty girl is no longer the low self-esteem and crying little girl.

"I listen to my daughter. When you grow up and have your own opinions, you have to do your homework well! If you don't pass the college entrance examination, you will cry when Chu Lian comes back." Qianlong joked, but it just hit Zi Ling's pain point.

"Hmph, even if I don't want him, I don't want him. How can I become an abandoned poor thing? Dad, you are so bad. You say such things to threaten me to study. I'm going home. Mom, hurry up and let Dad serve you Eat, eat more to grow a lot of meat on my younger brother, and he will be born healthy and smart, and then protect my elder sister, saving her from being bullied by bad fathers all the time."

"I've been talking about the last sentence for a long time. I'm his father, and I'm his most important person. You, my sister, can only stand aside." Qianlong blocked Zi Ling with a smile.

"Zi Ling, let me give you some advice, do you know? In the Qing Dynasty, brothers got up at three o'clock every day, and started to study at five o'clock. They were studying from morning to night every day. What they learned Read 120 times, write 120 times, and memorize 120 times. You can relax your requirements on yourself, as long as you reach half of each of them [-] times, you will probably be able to memorize everything you have learned.”

"Dad..." Does it make sense for her to study now?

Zi Ling asked herself this way in her heart!

Of course, she did it for herself, not for anyone else.

So what if Chu Lian is lost?The sun was still rising in the east, and her heart was still beating.

This life is given by her parents, what right does she have to squander it?

Since she could persevere for Chu Lian, couldn't she do it for her family?For her own future, can't she?

All roads lead to Rome, and there is always a way for her to succeed.

She would go back and try as long as she could succeed, so why not 120 times?

There are so many photographic memories of the ancients, but they are all fake. In fact, it is only after reading and memorizing them 120 times!

"I will work hard, thank you for your advice, Mom, I'm home, take care of yourself!" Zi Ling walked home briskly.

All is well under the sun.

Riding a pink bicycle with books and pencil cases in the basket, Ziling went to the park. The natural environment and dappled sunlight are always warmer than the cold house.

Although the lifeless beads are gorgeous, they are cold.

120 times...

On the stone table, there was a thick exercise book, and every page was white.

Holding a pen with ample food reserves, she wrote down her momentary mood on the top of the paper.

Don't care if he is romantic, I am proud of being in Huazhou.

Repeated more than a hundred non-stop, looking forward to the upper floors of studies.

Does she still have some advantages, hee hee, at least she is good at Chinese!

Next, it is the focus of the teacher's drawing.

She is not so stupid, she has to write everything 120 times, but first organize the things that are not at all in the book, the things that are familiar and the things that are fully understood into three different outlines.

For the questions that she didn't know, she found out the key points, such as the historical era and the names of people and places, and wrote them 120 times.Geographically, the place names and mountain ranges of some countries are also made in the same way.Politics is a bit more complicated, and sometimes a definition is a hundred or so words.

What is too much?Her faith and persistence are gone, and all that remains is her love for her parents and sister and confusion about the future.

If she can't learn these rote things, what else can she do?

With this belief in mind, Zi Ling wrote knowledge repeatedly.

Occasionally, the pedestrians passing by in the park kindly did not disturb her, and she gradually went to her own world in meditation.

The sky gradually changed, and when Ziling looked at his watch again, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

She has been in the park for a full six hours.

At this time, her sister hadn't finished dancing, so Ziling could only go out to solve her own lunch and dinner.

After putting down the work at hand, Zi Ling realized that she was really starving.

My hands were a little sore, and I was a little powerless holding the paper I just wrote.