Chapter 227: Xia He is angry

Xia He's change of attitude surprised both husband and wife, and they occasionally talked about marriage this week, but they didn't see Xia He so resistant, and thought she had slowly accepted it, but I didn't expect her to be so stubborn and resistant.

"Is it that Xia Xin can't find a way out and wants to use money to shoehorn him into those schools?"

Xia He put down the dishes and chopsticks, and put her hands on the table, she didn't look at anyone present, but her words became colder and colder.

"My good attitude doesn't mean that I don't think, it doesn't mean that I don't think, the times have changed, and it's no longer the era of one word. I'm also an adult, and I have more things to call the shots myself. ”

"Tell Zhao Xiaojing, if you are really so nervous Xia Xin, let her sell her blood, don't make up your mind with me!"

Xia He stood up and went upstairs with a cold face.

She didn't mean to blame the couple, and she herself was not qualified to blame anything, but her aunt's attitude was obviously supportive of Zhao Xiaojing, which made Xia He a little angry.

When it comes to qualifications, none of them can control anyone, it's just that the husband and wife, as elders, can say a little more.

Xia He was angry, she lifted the small flower she had planted and wanted to break it, but when she held it in her hand, she felt that it was not her style to throw things away when she was angry, and finally put it down stupidly.

Looking at the bookcase that was gradually empty, and looking at the wardrobe that was gradually full, Xia He saw clearly what reality was again.

The reality is that when you can't even drink boiling water, you will eventually bow your head like money, and even if you cry, you will bend your knees down.

She stood at the window for a long time, and finally packed up a few clothes, took Xia He's documents, and woke up tomorrow, no matter whether the cicada was dead or alive, she had to find her own way out.

For her aunt's selfishness, it is beneficial to Xia He, but she still hopes that they will interfere less in their own affairs.

Obviously there was nothing to think about, Xia He still had insomnia all night, and he fell asleep in a daze when it was dawn.

She didn't dream, but it seemed to be dreaming, she felt like she was sleeping on a boat, floating all the time, as if she would be drowned in the water in the next second.

When she woke up, it was close to noon, and the sweat on her body soaked her pajamas, making her feel uncomfortable.

Yesterday, I contacted the little reporter who sold intelligence not long ago, and the little reporter said that he helped her find a small publishing house and let her go to an internship.

"Let's try our luck!" Xia He was about to go out with his simple luggage, and now he should try to stay away from this place where there are always rights and wrongs, so that he will be better.

After tidying up, she took the flowers from the window to the kitchen backyard and stood under the fruit tree looking for the cicada she had brought back last night.

The tree was bare, there was no shadow of a cicada, and not even its fading shell could be found.

The two larger birds landed in the vegetable patch, rummaged in the soil for a while, and flew away after seeing Xia He.

Xia He didn't feel frustrated, since he didn't know the ending, then he would create an ending of his own! No matter what happened in the future.

When she was about to step out of the door, her stomach screamed angrily, she had to touch her stomach and go back to the kitchen, found two steamed buns that had cooled down, and killed them after dividing them by two, and then went out with a cup of soy milk with residual warmth.