Chen Meihan thought about Chinese New Year's Eve this year, and she was already an older mother, she silently moved to the side and dragged Li Lihong out behind her.

Li Lihong looked at Jiang Xue's frowning brows, then at the big red fork on He Jiangbao's test paper, gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, and closed the door again.

Chen Meihan leaned into Li Lihong's ear and whispered, "Mom, we just gave up?" Don't struggle a little more? How will we explain Jiang Bao in a while? ”

Li Lihong smoothed the somewhat wrinkled hem of the cheongsam, gracefully put her fingers on the handrail of the spiral staircase, Shi Shiran went downstairs, and dropped a sentence: "How do you explain to Jiang Bao, I will tell Jiang Bao that her grandmother has done my best." ”

Chen Meihan: ...... I feel abandoned by my mother

Under Jiang Xue's dictatorship, He Jiangbao spent three years of high school in the cloud of studying, studying, and studying to the death.

When he got the admission letter of Q University after a lot of hard work, He Jiangbao couldn't help but cry and looked up to the sky and shouted: Oh my God, I am finally free, I go to college, I can fall in love!

He Jiangbao felt that he was even more jubilant than a wild horse, and when he arrived at the university, he could look at handsome guys unscrupulously, and he could unabashedly flow his son, Jiang Xue's faint voice came from behind him: "You are only sixteen years old, and it is forbidden to fall in love before the age of eighteen." ”

He Jiangbao: I don't feel like I'm going to be happy anymore......

He Jiangbao died at the age of eighteen in his last life, and at the same age as a flower, he became the ghost of the knife because of the trouble caused by his sister.

Because of his poor health in his previous life, He Jiangbao, who needed to stay in bed all the year round, and was hospitalized for a minor illness, failed to go to school normally like ordinary people, and dropped out of school in the second year of high school.

Of course, he has never been in love, so He Jiangbao has two wishes in his life, to be admitted to Q University, to talk about a beautiful love, and to have a romantic relationship like China.

Q Da has been realized, as for falling in love, He Jiangbao looked at Jiang Xue who was staring at him, swallowed his saliva, and comforted himself silently, there are still two years, just wait for another two years, a good meal is not afraid of being late.

successfully sent He Jiangbao to the university of his choice, Jiang Xue can take a break for the time being and concentrate on writing about herself, after breaking for so long, the readers who left messages at the bottom are already about to go crazy.

After Jiang Xue got her master's degree in arts, she did not continue to study, she decided to become an author based on her experience of traveling around many worlds and combining her professional skills.

After hitting the street for two books, he gradually became famous from the third book, with a fixed fan readership and income, and from time to time he could receive tips from some local tyrant authors, which was enough to support himself for Jiang Xue, who had no financial burden.

What really made Jiang Xue famous was a book that told the story of the emperor and queen working together to fight the world, from young and affectionate to suspicious, called Long Song Xing.

Because of the huge number of clicks and high popularity, Changgexing, as the big IP of the year, was favored by the publishing house and the crew, and Jiang Xue won the nine-figure sky-high copyright fee in one fell swoop.

At the signing ceremony, Jiang Xue appeared, smiling brightly and amiably at the camera, looking like a talkative look, looking like a little white rabbit that could be slaughtered.

She was waiting for someone to take the bait, so she took the initiative to send it to the door.

"Hey, Sister Qian, you see that this female writer looks like you."

Qian Jinqiu was busy taking pictures of her newly made nails, and was a little unhappy when she was interrupted by the little sister on the side, and frowned: "What? Don't compare any crooked melons and cracked dates with me. ”

The little sister was not angry and held up the mobile phone in front of Qian Jinqiu: "Oh, it's this woman, she looks like you between her eyebrows!" It's simply a young version of you, Sister Qian, this shouldn't be your long-lost daughter. ”

Qian Jinqiu twisted the little sister's mouth, and her willow eyebrows were upside down: "I'm bah!" Where did the old lady get married yet! Saying that, he looked at the phone screen, and Qian Jinqiu was stunned.

Looking at that familiar face, Qian Jinqiu suddenly remembered that he had indeed given birth to a daughter, and he had not seen or contacted him for so many years, and Qian Jinqiu had long forgotten about this matter.

Qian Jinqiu patiently read the entire news broadcast because of the eye-catching title of "The Sky-high Copyright Fees of Young Writers", and learned that the girl's surname was He, and she happened to be 23 years old this year.

With the right surname and age, coupled with the same face as when she was young, Qian Jinqiu couldn't help but suspect that the new female writer on TV, who is worth more than 100 million, is the daughter she left behind 23 years ago.

Over 100 million, over 100 million.

Qian Jinqiu stared at the girl's face on the screen, as if she wanted to see a flower, and her serious and focused appearance startled the little sister on the side: "Yo, Sister Qian, could this really be your daughter?" ”

Qian Jinqiu ignored it, she picked up her handbag and turned around and left the beauty salon, she wanted to go back to find her broken phone was still there, so many years have passed, she has long forgotten what the name of that small mountain village is.

Qian Jinqiu turned the rental house upside down, and finally found a worn-out flip phone in the tin box of the top cabinet, charged it with apprehension, and after successfully turning it on, Qian Jinqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

In the text message contact with He Wenjun, Qian Jinqiu successfully found the name of the small mountain village, Baishui Village, she hurriedly searched the Internet for the route, and ordered a ticket to Baishui Village, even if she transferred to the car many times, she had to go.

Qian Jinqiu finally got on the last bus to Baishi Village, she clenched the bag in her hand, and desperately prayed that the new family of the He family had not moved away.

Even if they move away, someone in the village must know their contact information, otherwise, she will have to work hard for nothing.

Qian Jinqiu leaned his head against the car window, looked at the rapidly retreating trees outside the window, and fell into deep thought:

After leaving Baishui Village, she completely cut off contact with the He family, and for more than 20 years, she has been crawling all the way, wanting to live a life of a superior person, and wanting to marry a rich man to become Mrs. Kuo.

But her life is not good, the people she meets are very shrewd, and they have always had a playful attitude towards her, and no one is willing to take her seriously.

In order to get on the throne, she even did not hesitate to be a junior for others, she thought that the other party's wife would make a big noise, and the husband and wife divorced after separation, but the original partner didn't take her seriously at all, and the man abandoned her after getting tired of playing.

She is getting older, her face is gradually aging, she is not as young and beautiful as a young girl, and slowly no man is willing to support her, and her youth has bottomed out.

She is used to not being able to endure hardship, and she is lazy by nature, so she can only live on her previous savings, barely maintaining her original standard of living, and while trying to maintain herself, she is desperately searching for the next golden man.

Qian Jinqiu pressed the corner of her forehead and sighed, looking at the shiny diamond ring on her middle finger, such a good thing was obtained by her a few years ago, and now she is eating her old book.

Seeing that her savings were about to bottom out, Qian Jinqiu hadn't found her next home yet, which was sad, but fortunately, she saw the interview and gave her a little hope in her predicament.

Qian Jinqiu thought that if that girl was her daughter, then she gave birth to her in October and gave her life, so it would not be too much to ask her for tens of millions.

When the car arrived at the station, Qian Jinqiu stepped on stiletto heels, inquired all the way, and was very lucky to learn that the He family was still in Baishui Village.

The original small courtyard of the bungalow has become a two-and-a-half-story villa with a small courtyard in front and back, Qian Jinqiu's eyes are rolling around, and the He family has really become rich.

Qian Jinqiu tidied up his appearance, rang the doorbell, and the door was opened by Liu Chunhua, who was full of red light, Liu Chunhua saw that it was Qian Jinqiu, and his smile immediately retreated, and his eyebrows were soaked with cold.

Liu Chunhua will never forget Qian Jinqiu's face when she died, when she was serving Qian Jinqiu in confinement, how Qian Jinqiu picked and made things difficult for her, and when it was so difficult, the lion opened his mouth and asked for 60,000 yuan, leaving the young Jiang Xue and never appearing again.

"What are you doing here!" Liu Chunhua asked angrily, she was about to close the door, Qian Jinqiu pulled the door and said with a smile: "Does Auntie still know me?" I'm Qian Jinqiu, and I gave birth to a granddaughter. ”

Liu Chunhua snorted: "The old woman is not blind, let alone delirious, of course I recognize you, leave my daughter who is only a month old and pat her ass and leave, which woman will be as ruthless as you." ”

Qian Jinqiu cried with a sad face and complained: "Auntie, I had a last resort at that time, I came this time to tell you about my daughter, let's go in and talk, go in and talk." ”

Qian Jinqiu stumbled on the door with one foot and squeezed in vigorously, Liu Chunhua couldn't drive Qian Jinqiu out, so he glanced at her and walked into the house, shouting at the top of his voice: "Old man, look who's coming!" ”

He Jiaxin was reading the newspaper, thinking that Jiang Xue was back, so he hurriedly put down the newspaper and walked out, and said with a smile: "Didn't you just come back last month, how can you ......?"

He Jiaxin's good mood came to an abrupt end when he saw Qian Jinqiu again, and he blew his beard angrily and glared: "What are you doing?!" You are not welcome in our family, let me go! ”

Qian Jinqiu still had a smile on his face and said apologetically: "Uncle, why are you so angry, I gave birth to a granddaughter for you." ”

He Jiaxin made a straight face: "What else are you mentioning her for, that's my He family's child, and it has nothing to do with you for a long time." ”

Qian Jinqiu brushed her scattered curly hair behind her ears and said with a smile: "Look at what you said, she was conceived and born in October, and she was born in October, and she was the flesh that fell off my body, and she had my blood on her body, how could it be okay?" ”

Liu Chunhua snorted: "The meat that fell from your body?" Qian Jinqiu, don't forget, back then, you bought out your blood relationship with this piece of meat for 60,000 yuan, and you are no longer her mother. ”

Qian Jinqiu clearly remembered this incident, 60,000 yuan was a huge amount of money back then, and the He family really couldn't come up with this money, but she gritted her teeth and refused to let go, otherwise she would sell her daughter to others at a high price, and she had the right to deal with her daughter.