In the afternoon, Xiao Qing received a call.

The phone hung up quickly, but her mood was visibly happy.

They were finally gone, so that she wouldn't bother.

One problem is solved, and now it's time to move on to the next.

"Mother, I specially boiled chicken soup for you in the kitchen, you can taste it."

She took the chicken soup and went to He Xiu's room.

He Xiu's thoughts were interrupted, and the photo in his hand was put aside.

"Mother is not hungry, you can drink."

The relationship between their mother and daughter seems to have been estranged a lot these days, and she is still very happy to see that she has taken the initiative to bring her chicken soup now.

"I've already drunk it, this bowl is for my mother, but it still seems to be a little hot, I'll put it here first, and wait for it to stop being hot, and your mother is drinking."

She said, putting the soup bowl down.

His eyes swept over the photo, and a haze in his eyes was fleeting.

"Mother, you're looking at your sister's picture again."

She is a few months older than Xiao Feng, so she is naturally her sister.

He Xiu unhurriedly picked up the photo again and put it back in the drawer of the bedside cabinet.

Unlike Xiao Baiqian, this daughter does not fully accept Xiao Feng.

"Mother, in fact, you miss your sister so much, why don't you go over and see her in person?"

As long as her mother can meet Xiao Feng, she will be completely dead to Xiao Feng.

Then there will be hope for her.

He Xiu shook her head, "She won't want to see me." ”

Maybe she could still deceive herself before, but after seeing Xiao Qing's attitude towards her parents, the only hope in her heart has been completely shattered.

In this case, Xiao Qing can't forgive them, let alone Xiao Feng, who was abandoned by her at birth.

Although she was forced to leave them at that time, even she couldn't forgive herself.

Xiao Qing's eyes were gloomy, but he was still smiling on his face.

"Mother, you are not her, how can you know what she thinks. After saying that, with the identity and status of our He family, she knows that it is your daughter, and it is too late to be happy. ”

He Xiu frowned slightly, and then smiled bitterly.

"Qingqing, not everyone cares about these things outside of their bodies."

Xiao Qing felt particularly harsh when she heard what she said.

She hadn't even seen that cheap girl, so how could she know that she was such a person?

And she is deliberately saying this in front of her now, is it implying that she cares too much about everything in the He family?

"She is her mother's own daughter, and her mother naturally understands her."

Speaking of this, Xiao Qing's eyes flickered, and then took advantage of He Xiu's inattention to deliberately untie the scarf tied around his neck slightly.

"Mother, the chicken soup is going to be cold, I'll feed you."

She picked up the chicken soup and came to He Xiu, because the movement of walking was too big, and the gauze towel fell to the ground.

She seemed frightened, and her first reaction was to free her hand to cover the hideous wound on her neck.

But her movements were still a step late, and He Xiu's face immediately changed.

"Qingqing, what's the matter with the injury on your neck? Show me! ”

She looked impatient, stepped forward, and pulled down the hand that was holding her neck without saying anything.

"Qingqing, this, this, who the hell hurt you?!"

When He Xiu saw the wound, his whole body trembled.

At this moment, I finally understood what was going on in her voice.

It wasn't typhoid fever at all, it was hurt!