Her lipstick-covered lips raised a big smile, full of mockery, "Aunt Fang is here, hello." Ling Lianqiao's eyes flashed, and he said, "Oh yes, I called Banxia, and listening to her voice, it looks like I'm dying." ”

Fang Yachun really wanted to slap this girl hard, but reason made her calm down and left around her.

After leaving the company, Fang Yachun's tears that she had endured for a long time broke out in an instant. Her daughter is far away on the other side of the ocean, and she doesn't know what happened to her, and she has searched for all the people she should find, either she doesn't have the ability or she doesn't want to help her.

If something happens to Xiao Xia, what should she do! ……

Mo Jiu bought Ling Banxia a sumptuous set meal, seafood pasta, accompanied by delicious desserts and juices, she was so hungry that she didn't care about her image, and devoured it.

"Hey, you haven't eaten in a few days?" Mo Jiu held her head with her fists on the side, watching her feast depressedly.

Ling Banxia replied: "I came to the United States two days ago and have not eaten yet. ”

"Why don't you eat?"

"I don't have any money."

"There's no money to earn, it's not the era of the economic crisis of the 30s of the 20th century, and you can still find a job!"

"......" Ling Banxia didn't speak again, lowered her head and went to eat again, in fact, when she first arrived in the United States, she recognized that she couldn't live, so she didn't think about changing.

But now that I think about it, I really have enough cowardice and uselessness.

Ling Banxia quickly sorted everything out, Mo Jiu couldn't help but smile when she looked at her, and took a few tissues to wipe her mouth.

Ling Banxia's heart beat fast, and he took the tissue in his hand, "I'll just come by myself." ”

Mo Jiu went to clean up the lunch box and garbage, and suddenly heard her say: "That, I don't know much English, you, can you teach me?" ”

Mo Jiu turned his head to look at her and said with a smile: "No need to teach, you, now watch an American drama every day, listen to a few English songs on a loop, and then communicate more with Americans, you will slowly practice speaking." ”

"Really?" Ling Banxia was a little incredulous.

"When I first arrived in the U.S., I didn't speak much English, so that's how I came here. Besides, in terms of the difficulty of language learning, English is still very simple. Don't worry, you'll learn. Mo Jiu quickly cleaned up and wrapped all the garbage together.

"I'll try." Ling Banxia's voice was almost inaudible.

"A little bit of confidence! OK？ ”

"I'm tired." Ling Banxia's brain is still drowsy, although he was rescued, he lost too much blood.

Mo Jiu's expression became more serious: "Tell me yourself, isn't it no zuo no die?" Cut like that, leave a scar, and now make yourself so weak, how big of a deal do you want to commit suicide? Eighteen years old, in the mood for love, just like that? Besides, you've been dead for a hundred years, what should your mother do alone? ”

Ling Banxia cast a puzzled look: "You seem to know my family's situation very well?" Do you know I'm eighteen years old? ”

"I've heard something from your dad."

I see.

"Absolutely not!" Ling Banxia promised, his eyes stayed on Mo Jiu's face more, not only because he had a good-looking male god face, but also because of this shining point on his body, it was beneficial and harmless for him to die, but he saved himself, just because he stuck to this city and wanted to return the money owed to him.

Mo Jiu had already noticed her eyes, and said, "I know I'm very handsome, but don't look at me like that, I'll be shy." ”

Ling Banxia almost laughed: "With your narcissistic appearance, are you still shy?" ”

"Who is narcissistic? I'm handsome, no one has denied it since I was a child, do you want to deny it? Then you are the first person to question my appearance, there is only one reason, your aesthetics are very problematic! ”

"Okay, you're handsome, you're right about anything." As soon as Ling Banxia finished speaking, his jaw was suddenly held by him, and his whole face was shaken here and then there.

Ling Banxia pushed his hand away: "What are you doing?" ”

"Look at your skin! Make you, an eighteen-year-old girl, look like you're twenty-eight. ”

"What then? I was born with poor skin. ”

"If the skin is bad, change it! If you change it, you're guaranteed to be much prettier. ”

"I'm not used to skincare."

"Who told you that you use skin care products, your lifestyle habits are not good, and no matter how many skin care products you use, it is useless. From today onwards, listen to me and guarantee that you will become beautiful with plastic surgery. ”

Ling Banxia was a little disdainful.

"Don't believe me?" Mo Jiu could grasp every subtle expression of her, and no change in expression could escape his eyes.

"Faith." Ling Banxia didn't bother to quarrel with him, he just wanted to sleep now, "I'll rest first." ”

She lay back, and Mo Jiu went to pick up the quilt for her.

Fang Yachun returned to the community where she lived, her face was full of haggardness.

Because the highest floor in this community is only the sixth floor, and there is no elevator, Fang Yachun slowly and leisurely walked up to the fifth floor, and when she took out the key and was about to open the door, the boy who fell at the door made her suddenly cheer up.

"Qichen!" Fang Yachun quickly ran over and helped him up, "Child, what's wrong with you?" ”

This is her son, Ling Qichen, the three-year-old brother of Xiao Ling Banxia.

Fang Yachun saw that his face was full of bruises, blood was hanging from his mouth, his clothes were dirty and messy, and his mouth was broken, and his heart was about to break.

"Mom......" Ling Qichen hugged his mother and cried loudly.

"Don't cry, don't cry, child, don't cry......" Fang Yachun comforted her son, "Let's go, let's go into the house, go into the house and say." ”

"Come on, eat." Fang Yachun cooked a bowl of noodles for his son, and Ling Qichen also seemed to have not eaten for a long time, sweeping the food like a hungry wolf.

"Slow down." Fang Yachun patted him on the back and said softly.

"What's going on? Won't your dad give you food? Fang Yachun asked with a frown.

Ling Qichen looked up at her, and suddenly began to cry again.

Fang Yachun's eyes flashed with anger: "Did that woman and her daughter bully you?" Tell Mom! ”

Ling Qichen trembled his hands slightly, put down his chopsticks, and said to his mother hesitantly: "Mom, can you help me and my sister to say sorry?" ”

He never dared to look at his mother's eyes, and what he did, his sister must have told his mother.

Fang Yachun didn't know how to respond to him, no matter what he did, he was his own son.

"Eat first, then take a shower and get some sleep. Tomorrow, I have to go to school. Fang Yachun said, got up and left.

Looking at his mother's back, Ling Qichen's tears still couldn't hold back, and they fell in a flutter.

Fang Yachun went back to her room, locked the door, and dialed a number.

Soon, the phone went through.

"It's me. We...... Let's meet. ”