Goddess routine

When people are old, there will always be symptoms of one kind or another.

At first when her mother's secretary called her to say she was sick, she didn't take it seriously.

However, not taking it seriously is not taking it seriously, and those who are children of men have to go over and find out.If you don't look at it, don't say that people poke your spine, after all, her mother gave birth to her, and she can't shake off such a great friendship even if she wants to.

But it was only after looking at it in the past that I realized that there was a big problem.

When she opened the door and went in, she happened to hear that her mother was arranging property with the lawyer, and when she heard that she gave her everything under her name, she felt a little bit in her heart, and hurried forward, "I don't want these. What's wrong with you? "

"Miss Su." Her mother was surprised that she would come over, and she didn't recover for a long time.

It was her personal lawyer who saw her, stood up and bowed to her, and said softly, "Mr. He is sick."

"Of course I know she's sick, but what kind of illness can be so serious that the property needs to be divided?"

"It's a stomach tumor." Her mother coughed and said softly, "Although I don't know if it's malignant or benign, it's okay to prepare in advance."

"Really. I also guessed that there is something wrong with your stomach. If it's not your stomach, wouldn't you have let down the wine you drank on the wine table in those years?"

Su Ziqing said lightly, and glanced at her mother, "I don't want your things, I'll ask the doctor to see what's going on."

She said it coldly, but in fact, she was also sad and painful in her heart.

In those years, although she was at odds with her mother and liked to contradict her, she was still her mother no matter what.

Although it was a bit of a slap in the face when I said it.

Blood is thicker than water, she can tell her what to do, and she can resist, but when something happens to her, she can't ignore her.

She started running between the hospital and the office every day, just like when her father was sick.

But at that time, she was alone and helpless, and her heart was so sad that it seemed that it was going to rain cats and dogs.Now she has Mo Xiaobei by her side to accompany her. No matter how busy she is every day, she will come to the hospital to accompany her for a while. When she is tired, she will take care of her mother for her. She will also prepare three meals for her every day and help her. Take good care of the little things that you have no time to take care of.

She is speechless.

When she first went in and out of her mother's ward, her mother, who was about to become an old lady, refused to show her a good face.

She kept a straight face all day long, as if someone owed her millions.

But as the days passed, her mother slowly accepted her.

Although he didn't say it verbally, his face was no longer so ugly.

During this period, her mother's nominal husband asked the secretary to give him a lot of gifts, but no one came to see her once.

She deliberately made her mother unhappy, and she didn't get annoyed when it was mentioned in front of her.

Rubbing a copper engraved "La Traviata" in his hand, his face wearing reading glasses was very flat, "Halfway husband and wife, how much more can you want from him?"

She didn't talk about it anymore.

She is more diligent than a nurse, and every morning, she pulls up the curtains for her, and puts a few bottles of vibrant flowers and plants on the bedside cabinet for her.

The doctor said that although it is impossible to judge whether it is benign or malignant, the patient's mentality is very important.

So she tried to move as many lively and lively things as possible into her mother's ward, so that her mother could understand the importance of life.

"Ziqing." When she moved several pots of cacti that were growing stubbornly in her mother's ward, she finally couldn't help but said to her, "I know what you are hiding, but can you change a few pots for me? Prettier flowers? I feel awkward looking at this bare cactus."

"Where is it bare? Doesn't it have thorns on its body?" She deliberately argued with her mother, "If you want bright-colored ones, then I'll find some pots of piranhas for you, which are bright enough and conspicuous. "

Her mother was so angry that she laughed, pointed at her and shook her head, saying that the girl is too old to be disciplined.

She replied unconvinced, "Mom, you still have the face to say that you are more difficult to serve now than a little bit."

She was right.Her mother thought it was too dark in the ward for a while, so she asked someone to install an extra lamp, but after installing it, she thought it was too bright, so she asked someone to remove it.Disliked that the food in the hospital was greasy and unpalatable, Mo Xiaobei specially made light food and sent it to her. She said it was too light and she didn't want to eat it without even looking at it. I gave it to her, but after she took a bite, she began to pick out the coriander in it and said that she didn't eat coriander.The coriander was not put in, and she said that she didn't eat shallots, so Mo Xiaobei had to go back to the oven and redo it.

After tossing people over and over again, when Su Ziqing couldn't stand it and wanted to seek justice for her, she was stopped by Mo Xiaobei. She smiled softly, and said with the things returned by the queen mother, "This is very good." Yes, if your mother doesn’t eat one thing a day, I’ll write it down one by one, so I’ll be able to figure out what she wants to eat in the end.”

Over the years, her mentality has become better and better. She is smiling and gentle when she meets people. Even the security guard at the hospital gate gradually likes her.

Su Ziqing was helpless and moved.She gently held her hand, put it on her heart, and nodded.

Although God likes to joke and tease people, but this time, Goddess of Fate did not draw out her sharp sword.

Her mother was diagnosed with a benign tumor after staying in the hospital for two months.

The doctor performed an operation on her, and she was bored in the hospital for more than four months. She was almost fully supported before returning home.

Chronic illness knows people's hearts.Not long after returning, her mother went through the divorce procedure with that Uncle Liu.

Such an older person still likes to toss, Su Ziqing feels very helpless.

She didn't believe that her mother didn't know Uncle Liu's character at the beginning, but since she knew, why did she marry him?

But her mother is a shrewd woman who makes people hate her. Even if she gets divorced, she won't suffer a little for herself.

I don't know what method she used to transfer all the things under her name to her account in advance, and then divorced him after she became a pauper with nothing.

This is equivalent to dividing the family's property in half.

That Uncle Liu was dismissed shortly after, and all the cronies around him also fell down, and ended up being betrayed by all relatives. Soon after, he was annoyed and returned to his hometown to recuperate.

She herself has nothing to lose, she is still doing her local dignitaries in a good manner, and from time to time she excuses herself to look at her and talk to her when she is watching.

When her mother's lawyer came to tell her the news, she not only sighed for Uncle Liu, but also for her father who passed away many years ago.

In the final analysis, in her mother's heart, the only thing she cares about most is herself, and her as the continuation of her life.

Although it hurt her face to say it, in fact, she should not be much different from her mother in essence.

No, maybe she's more than that.

Recognizing this fact, she was quite happy.After all, not everyone can clearly understand what kind of person they are.

One night before turning off the lights and going to sleep, she deliberately grabbed Mo Xiaobei who was extremely tired, poked her face and asked her, "I'm a bad woman, do you still like me?"

Mo Xiaobei is used to her saying such a sentence from time to time.Without opening his eyes, he gently hugged her and said, "Okay, go to sleep, and stop watching those messy romantic dramas in the future."

This answer made her very dissatisfied, but the people around her were really nice.Moaning and poking her face, she intentionally disturbed her and prevented her from getting a good night's sleep. The two of them quarreled all night, and she never asked her this question again.

At this time, it would be ridiculous for them to ask whether they love each other or not.

It is very difficult to find someone who will hold oneself in his heart and pet him for more than ten years in his whole life.

A lot of love is known in the infancy, in the youth.

The love of young people is simple and pure, without the slightest interest or purpose.

She said that she would keep you in her heart for a lifetime, that is, for a lifetime in her heart.

She never tells a lie to you.

Just thinking about it this way, Su Ziqing felt that he was definitely the luckiest person in the world.

Whether it's a woman or a girl, once someone favors them, they will become lawless.

Su Ziqing is like this.Although she is in her thirties now, her mentality is getting younger and younger. There is always a smile in the corner of her eyes, and she often makes some amazing moves.

Mo Xiaobei often came home from work, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw her walking around the living room in strange clothes.

At first it was a cheongsam that I didn’t know where to buy, then it was student attire in the Republic of China, and then it was the fashionable urban girl attire in the 70s and [-]s.

As long as she doesn't cosplay as a zombie, Mo Xiaobei thinks she can accept it.When she was bouncing up and pulling her to ask if the outfit looked good, she could be blind with her eyes closed and say it looks good with her eyes closed.

Maybe it was her support that gave her confidence. One day, she suddenly tied up her long hair hanging on her shoulders and tied it into a ponytail. She was also wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, looking like a young girl who just came out of society. Same as college students.

"I didn't rebel at all during my adolescence. I'm going to rebel once. Even if I can't rebel, it's okay to let me regain the feeling of youth, right?"

These were the exact words she said, and Mo Xiaobei was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

I had no choice but to change into the same attire as hers, and found a very emotional afternoon with light rain. The two of them held an umbrella and went shopping in the pedestrian street in the city center.

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, it was raining, and there were not many pedestrians on the road. They held a transparent umbrella together, like sheep that were locked in a sheepfold for a long time and suddenly released, wandering around without a clue.

In the early summer of May, leaf buds, large and small, fell from the broad-leaved trees on both sides of the street, fell on the road, and were trampled to pieces by passing vehicles and pedestrians.

The light rain flew down obliquely in the sky, and got into the neck of the person. The cold rain made the neck itchy.

When they walked side by side, she held most of the umbrella above her head. She turned slightly sideways and looked at the shops on both sides curiously, as if she had never been shopping.

The rain wet half of her body, but she was not wet at all.

She is well guarded.

The very faint smell of lead and ink on her body drifted into the tip of her nose little by little, and when she turned around, she could see her fair side face.

Years have slowly blended her tenderness and restraint into every inch of her skin. Just looking at it makes people feel at ease, and their eyes will be attracted to her unconsciously.

Pedestrians passing by them will unconsciously look at her for a while, and then walk away regretfully.

At first she was a little complacent with this look, but after a while, she felt as if ten vats of vinegar had been buried in her heart, which made her mouth hurt.

"I want to drink milk tea. I must buy it on the opposite street." After seeing a passerby's eyes pause on her again, Su Ziqing was not happy, and dragged her to sit down in a coffee shop, pulling her Sleeve said aggrievedly.

Sitting in a cafe and wanting to drink milk tea is like sitting next to a hot pot and insisting on eating ice cream.

Mo Xiaobei has nothing to do with the young lady in front of her who is living and going back. She can only respond to everything she asks.

Compromise to her obediently, stood up without any complaints and said softly to her, "I'll go buy it, you wait here for me."

"Okay." Su Ziqing smiled obediently, and watched her figure walk across the street.

When she was looking intently across the street, the chair opposite her was suddenly pulled away and she sat down.

She turned her head slowly, and a very familiar face appeared in her eyes.

An Peiyao.

To be honest, they have nothing to do with each other.She knew nothing except that she was Mo Xiaobei's high school roommate.She was also puzzled as to why she would sit next to her.

"Classmate An? Long time no see."

Not only has it been a long time since they graduated from high school, they haven't seen each other for almost 20 years.

Not seen for 20 years, she has changed a lot.

The eyes that were always forbearing before turned into sharp eyes, wishing to pierce people through.

Sure enough, a woman who has become an elite, if not for a smiling tiger like her.Otherwise, it's an indifferent face like hers.

"I'm not here to catch up with you." She was straight to the point and said with a cold look at her.

Of course she knew that she was not reminiscing about the old days with her, and there was no old relationship between them.

"You want to tell me about Xiaobei?"

"I always thought that you would not be happy together. But she just didn't listen. It's been like this since high school. I never understood what magic power is in you."

She talked plainly, ordered a cup of coffee, stirred it, and said coldly, "When you were separated, I thought of various ways to make her stay with me. But she is like a chaste woman, I She couldn't listen to what I said to her, so I had no choice but to not force her. I thought I could wait for her to change her mind, but unexpectedly, on the way, she met you again. But you know obsession, yes There is no way to erase it."

"So what are you here for?"

Su Ziqing felt very strange.They don't know each other well. Wouldn't it be awkward to say these things to each other?

"It's nothing, just pretend it's a dream today."

"In fact, it's also because I have too many dreams that I can't tell the difference."

She looked melancholy, stirred the cup of coffee in her hand, raised her eyes to look at the watch in her hand, fixedly looked at her and said, "I live on Qifeng Road, it's just two alleys away from where you live, and I feel lonely in the future. You can talk to me."

Only then did Su Ziqing understand her intentions.

It's not that they are lonely, it's that she feels lonely.

All these years, she has been going out alone alone, she will indeed be lonely.

She nodded slightly. "I will often hold tea parties at home, and invite you and Ling Yu and the others to have a lively and lively time together."

"Who cares who you find."

She left a word coldly, left a hundred-yuan bill under the coffee cup and left.

Her gray-black business dress was a bit like a dark haze under the rain, blocking out all the sunlight.

Thoreau, who wrote "Walden Lake", said that in order to prevent illness, people always want to save money, but they never think that it is precisely because they are too persistent and desperately saving money to prevent illness that they get sick.

They all went in the wrong direction.

When Mo Xiaobei came back covered in moisture and hot milk tea, he saw her staring at a cup of coffee in a daze with her chin resting on her cheek.

Putting things aside, he said softly to her, "Didn't you want to drink milk tea, why did you order coffee again?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up abruptly, hugged her arm and said, "I want to buy butter, flour and vegetables now. You go with me."

Mo Xiaobei was dragged away by her before she could catch her breath, and asked in a daze, "Hey, why do you suddenly want to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables again?"

"Hurry up, or the vegetable market will be closed." Su Ziqing didn't explain, turned around with a smile and pulled her closer to him.

They ran around in the rain without an umbrella, got soaked by the rain, and ran to the bus with a few high school students who were carrying schoolbags but did not bring umbrellas.

The rain outside crackled on the car windows, the sky darkened, the car swayed, and the passengers in the car complained softly about the sudden heavy rain.

A few high school students were leaning on the carriage board to do their homework seriously, and someone slightly taller than her held her in his arms, holding the bus ring with one hand.

The car was swaying, she hid in her arms and watched the rain outside quietly.

From tomorrow onwards, we will have flour and butter for tea party cakes at home.

She also has to learn how to cook with the people around her, so that she will not take care of them flawlessly when she is busy in the future.

"Xiao Bei, let's hold a small tea party at home tomorrow, please invite Ling Yu and the others to come over, okay?"

She smiled softly in her arms, "It feels like we've been silent for a long time, maybe it's lively once in a while."

"Yes." Mo Xiaobei was surprised by her thoughts at first, and then understood what she meant.

With a slight smile, he hugged her tightly and completely protected her in his arms in the crowded car.

"Let's invite all our friends. When your mother is not busy, let her come too, otherwise she will be lonely living alone."

She pressed against her ear, speaking softly, like the wind blowing dandelions in spring.

"We prepare everything at home and wait for them to come."

To thank you, and all the people around me who came to me in every form.

The author has something to say: This article has been conceived for a long time, but it collapsed as soon as it was written.I admit that my writing is relatively poor and I can't write that kind of artistic conception, but I will work hard and strive to write better works.

That's the end of this article.I don’t always like to write side stories about modern novels, so it’s good to let her stop at a certain time period.