In a small teahouse, the screen fence woven by green bamboo divides the inside into a tea room, the wooden tables and chairs are simple and elegant, the sound of guzheng music comes from the ears, the air floats with a faint fragrance of tea, and the spores of green tea in the cup fluctuate with the hot water.

However, what is extremely incongruous with all this is the woman sitting at the table and sobbing.

Xiang Xiaoyuan looked at the person in front of him, grabbed Zhong Yuan's fingers beside him, and felt very uneasy.

This woman with slightly gray temples is Zhao Jianling's mother.

It can be seen that she tried her best to suppress her emotions, but she still couldn't stop tears from coming out of her eyes.

At the beginning, Zhao Jianling insisted on going to secondary school, which was naturally strongly opposed by her family.

Sword Spirit is the kind of girl who is a little willful in her bones, and she never cares about the consequences, which makes her mother heartbroken.

Her relationship with her mother was once strained to the freezing point, and this state continues even today.

Zhao Jianling always finds excuses not to go home during the holidays, her mother hates her because of iron and steel, so she simply doesn't care about her, they are so deadlocked.

However, this time the sword spirit was isolated, and Xiao Yuan felt that the sword spirit's mother had aged a lot all of a sudden, and that kind of haggard was difficult to describe in words.

For a long time, they felt that Jian Ling's mother was a strong woman, and as the only female deputy director on this railway line, she always gave people the feeling of being cold and hard, lacking a kind of warmth and softness that a mother should have.

However, today they learned that she was not so strong.

Everyone didn't know how to comfort her, so they could only hand her a tissue and shed tears with her.

Zhao Jianling's mother cried for a while, and then she barely stopped, and talked about the situation of finding a way in the past few days.

It is reassuring to know that Sword Spirit was not diagnosed with SARS.

But as a direct contact, she has been isolated and has not been seen this time, and I don't know what the situation is.

Speaking of this, Sword Spirit's mother began to cry again.

Everyone persuaded her for a while, and then she stopped.

"Auntie, what are you going to do next?" Zhong Yuan asked softly.

Mother Sword Spirit shook her head: "Think of a way, and then find a relationship." Anyway, let me take a look and see what is going on...... But ......"

"Can't you even look at it?" said he frowned.

Mother Sword Spirit sighed and shook her head again.

The crowd stopped making noise, and the atmosphere became even more dreary.

Xiang Xiaoyuan held the teacup, buried her head, and she didn't dare to speak from beginning to end.

Compared with others, she felt that she had no shame to face, and said that she would come back together, but there was no way to keep this agreement.

Zhao Jianling's mother whimpered softly again, thinking of her daughter, her heart was very complicated.

Since she was a child, Zhao Jianling was not the kind of obedient child, she always had her own ideas, and she never refused to live according to other people's plans.

In fact, mothers just hope that their children can be safe, how can there be such a big luxury, but even this little hope has now become a bubble.

Sometimes I can't help but start to reflect on whether I am too harsh, so that the sword spirit always runs counter to my hopes.

"Does she distrust me so much? If she doesn't tell me about such a big thing, can't she tell me when she goes to the front line?"

Zhao Jianling's mother couldn't cry, and she didn't know who she was complaining about.

When Xiao Yuan heard this, her heart hurt fiercely, and her tears fell again, she bit her lip hard and swallowed her tears:

"Auntie, it's not like that, don't think so. I went there and didn't tell my mom, we didn't dare to tell because we were afraid that our family would be worried!"

Zhao Jianling's mother was stunned for a moment, and then sighed deeply.

"Auntie. Xiao Yuan said timidly: "Don't worry, let's all figure out a way together, when I came back, the leader who led the team said that he would also find a way to let me see Lingling." I'll call him again. ”

Jian Ling's mother shook her head: "I asked, even if people can open the back door for people to go in and see, but this juncture doesn't have a medical qualification certificate, and they can't get in!"

After hearing her say this, everyone was stunned and shouted: "Xiaoyuan has it!"

Xiang Xiaoyuan jumped up: "I have it! I have it! I have a nurse certificate, I took the exam early!"

Leyi also jumped up: "Okay, okay, without further ado, Xiaoyuan, you hurry up and wait for news in Beijing, Auntie, you continue to look for relationships!"

Sword Spirit's mother, her complexion finally eased a little: "It's okay if Xiao Yuan can take a look at it for me, whoever can take a look, I'll be relieved!"

Xiang Xiaoyuan didn't dare to delay for a moment, packed up some things and went directly to the city.

There is always hope for haode, and if there is a way, you must try, no matter what the result is......

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"I guess I'll have to stay for a while......"

Xiang Xiaoyuan carried his schoolbag and stood in front of Cheng Hao.

Cheng Hao was stunned and looked at the little figure that suddenly appeared at the door, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Although he knew that she had left there, he didn't expect her to appear in front of him so soon.

Cheng Hao didn't say anything polite to her, and dragged Xiaoyuan all the way to sit on the sofa in the living room.

"Let me see, oh my God, how did you lose weight like this?

Cheng Hao looked at her face vigorously and pinched her little face with his hand.

This little girl's face itself is not big, just because it is round, like a small apple. It's good now, there are two big eyes left on the little face.

Xiang Xiaoyuan dodged Cheng Hao's hand vigorously, and then shouted:

"Hey, biedong manual feet, can I live!"

Cheng Hao knew that he was out of shape, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand and wondered, "What do you mean?"

"That ......" Xiang Xiaoyuan was a little unreasonable: "Our contract is until May ......"

Cheng Hao laughed suddenly: "Then sign again!"

Xiao Yuan hesitated a little, and said timidly: "Then can you sign for another month?"

Cheng Hao suddenly became furious: "There is no door!" After speaking, he turned around and went upstairs.

Xiang Xiaoyuan was completely stunned, what is going on with this Mr. Cheng?

I was still elated when I first saw myself, but now I can't say that I have turned my face?

Cheng Hao stood on the terrace smoking a stuffy cigarette, and he really forgot about it for a while.

If that stinky girl hadn't come back today, I'm afraid she wouldn't come back in the future, and I wouldn't have the slightest reason to stop her.

Seeing her timidly bargaining with herself, the excitement turned to anger.

This anger is a little inexplicable, but it just can't be controlled.

"Hey, what the hell do you mean?" Xiao Yuan caught up and stood behind him, deliberately keeping a distance.

This Mr. Cheng is moody and inexplicable.

Cheng Hao turned around: "If you want to sign, sign for half a year, or don't sign!"

Xiaoyuan was also anxious: "Why did I sign for so long, I graduated this semester!"

Cheng Hao glared at her fiercely: "You can do it!" After speaking, he went downstairs again.

Angry, Xiaoyuan stomped his feet: "Neurotic! Dead pervert!"