Chapter 9: Helplessness and Heartbreak

Hua Bijin was a little unhappy on the way home, but when she got home, she completely forgot about it.

Food is a place to forget.

She washed her hands. I took out a bunch of delicious food from the snack cabinet and sat down at the coffee table to eat.

"Brocade. It's almost time for lunch, why are you still having a snack? Grandma Hua walked into the house.

"Grandma. I'm hungry. Hua Bijin said with a smile. She opened another packet of tomato-flavored potato chips.

"You. Okay, let's hurry up and come out for lunch. "Grandma Hua is out.

"Grandma, I see." Hua Jinjin replied sweetly.

Hua Rujin opened his hand and saw that his index finger was empty, and his heart was complicated. Sure enough, the things I like are gone, and I'm still a little sad. The flowery smile gradually froze.

But it can't be helped. She barely managed to squeeze out a new smile and walked to the kitchen to eat.

Song Fusheng seriously explained everything that happened in Lotus Slope to Aunt Hengwen, except for the ring.

"Aunt Wen, I'm really sorry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have taken Zhishi to play in the river. I'm so sorry. Song Fusheng said apologetically.

"It doesn't matter. Children will inevitably have a little bump when they are bouncing. Out of the way, out of the way. "Checked Shen Zhishi's wound at a constant temperature, it was only a slight skin injury, and it was not a big deal.

"You can rest well, I'll go home." Song Fusheng patted Shen Zhishi on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Fusheng, you can eat at my house." Constant temperature said with a smile.

"Thank you, Aunt Wen. My family is eating now, too. I'm leaving. Song Fusheng showed that healing smile, pure and beautiful.

"Thank you for coming back when you know it." After saying that, he took his son to treat the wound.

Shen Qingjia followed Song Fusheng out, and she said in the back, thank you really today. Song Fusheng turned back to her and said, "You go in." I'll help you. ”

Song Fusheng actually didn't know if he could find this ring, but he couldn't say anything about it, this was the only thing he was sure of. As soon as Song Fusheng arrived home, he used his mobile phone to send a message to Hua Bijin.

[Don't tell anyone about the ring. I'll help you find it. 】

Song Fusheng was a little absent-minded when he ate lunch, but he didn't know why, anyway, he finished his lunch like that.

Shen Qingjia hid her emotions very well, and neither Shen Chi nor Hengwen noticed anything abnormal about her. Shen Chi finished eating and went to work in the field. Constant temperature cleaned up at home for a while, and also went to the vegetable garden to work. Shen Zhishi had the habit of taking a nap, so he went to his room to sleep at half past one. Shen Qingjia sat alone in the room for a while. Originally, she was supposed to go to Hua Nijin's house to accompany her to tidy up her things, and then stay up together and wait until half past two to send Hua Bijin to the car. But when something like that happened in the morning, she always felt that she couldn't face the flowers. If she couldn't find the ring, she would never be able to look up at her. Guilt and self-blame scorched her like a fire, and she felt pain all over her body, and her heart was about to break.

Suddenly, the phone rang at home.

Shen Qingjia walked to the landline, took a deep breath, and then picked up the earpiece. "Hey, hello."

"Shen Qingjia is me. You don't even look at the numbers. The sound of flowers came from the earpiece.

"It's like a brocade. Sorry, I didn't look at the number. ”

"Why didn't you come to my house today? I'm going to school later. ”

"I'm coming." Actually, I'm a little embarrassed to come. But Shen Qingjia swallowed this sentence in his stomach.

"Qingjia. You don't have to be burdened, it's okay. Hua Bijin whispered before hanging up the phone.

"Hmm." She couldn't help but want to cry today.

Sometimes it's really sad to be powerless.

Shen Qingjia looked at the mirror for a while, she was sure that she would not cry casually anymore, took a notebook from the desk, and went out.