At night, Trimiqi's house was eerily quiet. Meng Lisa lay on the bed humming and chirping, she didn't eat a few bites of dinner, she only felt dizzy and weak. The place where the football hit last time was just now, this time the basketball was hit again, the old injury has not healed, and a new injury has been added, who is she recruiting to provoke whom?

Hao Wenze and Xie Xiaoqing remembered her injuries and sent several WeChat messages, but she didn't reply to any of them. She was really in no mood to pay attention to them, and although she said that this matter had nothing to do with them, she still got angry with them. It's better to make them anxious than to be. Yes, just ignore them.

There was no reply to WeChat over there, but the phone rang here. She thought it would be Hao Wenze or Xie Xiaoqing calling, but she didn't think about answering, so the phone kept ringing. After a while, the bell stopped.

Lisa Meng breathed a sigh of relief. Tomorrow is the weekend, and she has to take advantage of the two days of rest to recover. That school, the students, or something, must have been in conflict with her. Next time she does this, she will lose half her life if she doesn't die. School has now become a place of fear in her heart. How is she going to get on with it? The thought of this made her head hurt even more.

Cui Miqi is very honest tonight. She was facing the books she had brought back from the library, searching them on the Internet one by one, and wanted to buy them with the right numbers. I thought it was a very simple matter, but now it seems that she was very wrong.

The books in the library, with a certain age, she searched and searched, either the year was wrong, or the publishing house was wrong, and after looking for a long time, she found one or two copies.

She looked at the book and sighed, when is this a head. She secretly glanced at Meng Lisa, who was lying on the bed, thinking about what happened to her in the afternoon, and she didn't have the courage to disturb her.

Mom, how unlucky she must be, no one will smash the ball, just smash her. Cui Miqi laughed secretly in her heart, although she was distressed, but she also had a little sense of schadenfreude. Retribution is coming, and it's not easy to be a student.

She was wandering when her phone rang. When I picked it up, it was a call from my father Cui Daqing. She sat up straight, then cleared her throat before answering the phone.

Controlling herself from shouting the word "Dad", she learned her mother's tone and was vivid. "Daqing, is there something wrong? Calling so late? After speaking, he took the phone away from his ear and covered his mouth and snickered.

"Lisa, isn't my daughter home? I called her, why didn't she answer? Where are you? ”

"Oh, didn't listen to the phone? It could be that the phone was silent and didn't hear it. You wait, I'll call her. ”

"Don't, let's talk first, let our daughter concentrate on studying."

Learning is big, how can you have the heart to study at this time. Cui Miqi quickly put on her slippers, took her mobile phone and ran to Lisa's room.

"Daqing, I'm busy, I'll give my phone to Miqi, you can talk to her." Before Cui Daqing could react, the mobile phone had already been stuffed into Meng Lisha's hand.

Meng Lisha warned Cui Miqi with her eyes, what call did she answer at this time, didn't she know that she was uncomfortable? Who's in the mood to chat?

"Hey! Big ......, oh, Dad. Have you eaten? Is the big aunt's house fun? ”

"Daughter, why does your voice sound weird? Is there something uncomfortable? Cui Daqing heard Meng Lisha's weak voice, and his heart was anxious.

What's wrong with my daughter? Lisa didn't say anything just now, could it be a cold or a fever? Doesn't sound like her. She is usually full of energy, as energetic as a little boy. How do you feel weird today. No, I'd like to watch it on video.

"Daughter, dad will have a video call with you later."

"Don't, Dad, I'm busy, but I don't have a good rest, don't worry. The home is very good, don't forget it. Remember to go to my aunt's house again, don't be in a hurry to come back. Mom asked me for help with something, so I was busy and hung up. Dad, goodbye. ”

Cui Daqing on the other end of the phone stared at the phone for a long time and didn't come back to his senses. What are they doing? One or two, as if they didn't want to receive a call from him at all. Anyway, they seem to be mysterious recently, and they feel that something is hidden from him. The strange thing is that he was not allowed to go home earlier, but he had to tell him to go back later, what was going on?

He scratched his head, and he couldn't think of why his wife and daughter didn't let him go home earlier, and he didn't expect that his wife and daughter were not the same as his original wife and daughter at all. No one can imagine what the truth of what happened to them.

"Mom, if Dad's side continues like this, I really can't hide it."

"If you can't hide it, you have to hide it. You call again tomorrow and tell him everything is fine at home. When it comes to video calls, seeing is believing. ”

Meng Lisa threw away her phone, covered the quilt, and ignored Cui Miqi. Cui Miqi's mouth opened, but she still couldn't help but say the words in her heart. Forget it, let's ask for more blessings. In two days, she will definitely find a way to buy all the books. She couldn't find them on the Internet, so she went to the book city to look for them, but she didn't believe that she couldn't find these books.

Thinking so, she stopped bothering Meng Lisa, who had a headache, and went back to her room, burying her head in a painstaking search for her book.

This weekend, in addition to shopping for vegetables and cooking, Meng Lisa's mother and daughter can be said to stay at home. I took a leave of absence for piano lessons, a leave of absence for painting lessons, and even a leave of absence for tutoring classes. Meng Lisha's mobile phone was about to be blown up by the teacher, and all of them called to ask Cui Miqi why she didn't go to class.

She was so good at talking, she just found an excuse to go out to visit relatives, so she reluctantly prevaricated. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, this weekend said that she was visiting relatives, but next weekend, if it hasn't returned to normal, what should she say?

Once again, I doubt myself, did I sign up for too many classes, is it Cui Miqi or myself who is affected? After these ten days, she became more and more unsure whether the decision she had made was right or wrong.

Cui Miqi didn't think too much, she didn't have classes on the weekend, but she was relaxed. Now she thinks that buying vegetables and cooking, and looking for books to make up for books, are all small dishes. You don't have to be busy from Monday to Sunday, and you don't have to take two days off in a row, what a luxury. But looking at her mother's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot, she didn't dare to show too much comfort on her face, so she could only continue her unfinished book-finding business.

"Mom, there are still two books to be found, let's finish dinner and go to the book city to have a look?" Cui Miqi asked as she ate.

The chopsticks in Meng Lisha's hand were stunned, and she suddenly lost interest in picking up vegetables.

Tomorrow is a new Monday, and she has no interest in going to school right now. When she thinks of the person she will face tomorrow, the meal carefully prepared by Cui Miqi is like chewing wax. What to do? Does she suffer from a phobia of going to school? Where did the people who swore that they couldn't be stumped go? Now her daughter hasn't said that she wants to back down, but she wants to back down? She's in her thirties, will she be defeated by a group of stinky middle school students?

Just thinking about it made her cheeks feel hot and ashamed of her thoughts. Did her confidence smash those two balls completely? No, she can't. You can't just throw in the towel.

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