Ran Anjie's basket was poked big this time, he hung up the phone, and ran away without caring about everyone, he had to find a place where Shen Qianwei couldn't find it to hide.

As soon as she didn't take two steps, Shen Qianwei's phone call came again.

Who else is not He Qingqing?

Looking at the name that kept flashing on the mobile phone screen, the hand holding the mobile phone was shaking, like a hot taro, Ran Anjie was not answering or not.

rang several times in a row, struggling for a long time, Ran Anjie finally closed his eyes, thinking that he would die, so he pressed the phone, took the phone and slowly put it to his ear.

"Is it He Qingqing?"

"I'll just say I'm not wrong~",

The person on the phone muttered in a low voice, Ran Anjie hadn't even thought about how to deal with it, and was still stunned, when there was a busy sound of "beep-beep-" from the mobile phone.

"He Qingqing, is this hanging?"

He looked at his phone incredulously, so this little guy really just wanted to make sure he made the wrong call? This is someone else, shouldn't you pull out the colorful flag to play the junior at this time?

He Qingqing: this, what brain circuit?

Thanks to the sweat on his forehead, Ran Anjie really couldn't cry or laugh, looked up at the people on the street, and they were all really beautiful.

Whistling, he continued to regain his unruly posture and walk through the crowd.

The other side.

The fingers as white as jade were still holding the phone, and the dark screen could almost reflect her entire face, and He Qingqing's lips trembled slightly.

"Bang-" A tear fell on the screen of the phone.

There was a splash of water on the dark screen, and the little white and bleak face was also scattered in the splash.

Qianqian lied to her.

He lied to her......

"Qingqing, what are you looking at in my brother's room!" Shen's mother saw He Qingqing run into Shen Qianwei's room just now.

I didn't see anyone come out for a while, and I thought that He Qingqing had secretly prepared some gifts for Shen Qianwei again, so she walked to the door of Shen Qianwei's room with a snicker.

Hearing the voice, He Qingqing immediately stretched out his sleeves and wiped the spoiled mobile phone screen, and hurriedly turned around until there was no trace.

"Ah, Auntie, Qianqian's mobile phone was forgotten, I heard a sound when I passed by Qianqian's room just now, and Qingqing came in."

"Cell phone?" Shen's mother questioned and walked into the room, only then did she see the mobile phone in He Qingqing's hand, and hurriedly smiled: "Your brother is really going to be a nerd, go out to watch a movie, and forget to bring your mobile phone~"

"I don't know which movie theater Qianqian is in, if I knew, I could send him over......"

He Qingqing's eyes were a little wandering, and he looked to the other side as he spoke.

"Huh? Qingqing, why are your eyes red. ”

"Huh? Have it? No, Qingqing is fine! ”

"Show my aunt, is it allergic?" Realizing that something was wrong, Mother Shen immediately beckoned to He Qingqing.

"Oh, Auntie, Qingqing is fine, Qingqing still has a lot of snacks that she hasn't finished eating!! Qingqing went down first~"

Almost ran away, He Qingqing put back the phone and immediately ran out of Shen Qianwei's room.

"Why is this kid weird all of a sudden?"

He Qingqing, who returned to the living room, looked at a large pile of snacks on the table, but she couldn't eat it anymore.

Just staring out the window, from her position she could clearly see the iron gate outside the door.

But after looking at it for a long time, I didn't see anyone I wanted to see pushing open the iron door.

It wasn't until six o'clock in the afternoon that Shen Qianwei returned home.

When he walked into the house, Shen's mother was cooking in the kitchen, and He Qingqing was still sitting on the sofa, as if she had never moved, the only difference was that compared to the drowsiness before he went out, He Qingqing had now completely fallen asleep, and the blanket covering her legs had also slipped to the ground.

Shen Qianwei slowly walked to the side of the sofa, bent down to pick up the blanket on the ground, and gently covered He Qingqing's body.

"Qianwei is back—"

"Shh————h

Shen's mother walked out of the kitchen wearing an apron, and when she saw Shen Qianwei, before she finished speaking, she saw Shen Qianwei make a silent action and immediately lowered her volume.

"Qingqing, this child, I don't know when I fell asleep. It's really~ by the way, how did you watch today's movie? ”

"It's not interesting."

"You said that you two boys, you still make an appointment to go to the movies, when do you have time to take Qingqing to see it, I see that she usually stays at home during the holidays, you are okay at home, you are not there, she is about to suffocate like that, no. That's the bag of snacks, and most of it! This has to be as usual, how can there be anything left~"

"Hmm." Shen Qianwei looked at the packed snacks left on the table and nodded thoughtfully.

It seems that she was really wronged today.

"You forgot your phone today, you don't know, if you don't come back, I really don't plan to cook for you."

"Cell phone?"

As she spoke, Shen Qianwei subconsciously touched her pocket, except for a wallet, she really didn't see her mobile phone.

"Look at you, it's in your house!"

"I see, I'll go up and change my clothes first."

"Okay, let's get down and eat when we change."

Shen Qianwei went upstairs, Shen's mother glanced at the little girl on the sofa, shook her head helplessly, and turned around and went to the kitchen.

Until Shen's mother cooked everything, He Qingqing didn't wake up.

The ruddy little mouth opened slightly, and the little face probably became red and fluttering from sleeping for too long, like a ripe tomato.

Shen Qianwei groped her chin, walked to the sofa and squatted down, and softly called the sleeping person.

"He Qingqing, it's time to eat."

“......”

There was no movement.

"He Qingqing, there is only one piece of braised pork ribs left!!"

"Ahh!!h

The person on the sofa shouted, and immediately sat up from the sofa, and his eyes didn't have time to open, and when he opened them, except for the person in front of him who looked at him with a smile on his face, there were no braised pork ribs.

"You're really trying it again and again~"

Shen Qianwei's fingers knocked twice on her knees, then she stood up proudly, walked straight to the dining table, and picked up the rice bowl.

He Qingqing's head was still a little confused.

Shen's father and Shen's mother were already seated.

"Qingqing, go wash and eat!"

"Okay, okay."

Only then did he react, what a mess this is, although it may not be the first time, but He Qingqing's face has always been thin, and her two cheeks were so red that they were about to drip blood, and she glared at Shen Qianwei with a little resentment, and hurriedly ran into the bathroom, and slammed the bathroom door hard.

......

"He Qingqing, come up and read your composition to your classmates."

“......”

"He Qingqing?"

"He Qingqing, the teacher called you!"

“......”

The person who was called had his head in his eyes, as if his whole soul had drifted away, and he could not hear anyone's voice at all.

Could it be that Zhang Xiaoxiao didn't sleep in class anymore, seeing that he was so anxious, he stretched out his long legs and kicked over the stool where He Qingqing was sitting.

The body shook suddenly, He Qingqing's hand slipped, his chin almost didn't hit the desk, and the six souls finally came back.

In a panic, He Qingqing hurriedly sat up straight.

"The teacher told you to go up and read your composition." Zhang Xiaoxiao reminded in a whisper.

"Ahh

He Qingqing, who reacted, hurriedly stood up, a little afraid to look at the teacher's face, and walked to the podium with his head down.

"Read your essay and see what you write yourself!! Let your classmates see what you are good at!! ”

Walking to the podium, the Chinese teacher said sharply while making room for He Qingqing.

The meaning is so obvious, if you can't hear it sarcasm, He Qingqing will really cry stupidly.

Flattening her mouth and glancing at the classmates in the audience, He Qingqing reluctantly picked up her composition.

"Shen Qianwei's Little Child Daughter-in-law" ...... This, teacher, this is not my composition!! ”

"Not yours? Your name is clearly written on this composition paper. Not you, who else? Keep reading!! ”

"Teacher, this is really not mine, my essay topic is not this, the essay title I wrote is "Special Dinner".

""Shen Qianwei's Little Child Daughter-in-law", He Qingqing, do you want to hint at something, you actually wrote it in the composition, hahahaha, it's too bold......"

"Hahahahaha——————"

The sharp voice in the audience instantly caused the whole class to laugh, some time ago, the news that He Qingqing is Shen Qianwei's sister was already spreading, but whether the two are brothers and sisters has been guessed and guessed, and now that there is such an essay topic, the metaphor and the finger are clear, can this not be an uproar?

"No, I didn't, I didn't write it! Not my composition!! No!!! He Qingqing looked at the laughter in the audience, so anxious that she couldn't argue, her face was flushed from her face to her neck, and she shook her head vigorously.

"Gan Zhaoxue, why is your mouth so broken, this is class, can you shut up. And all of you, be quiet!! Zhang Xiaoxiao saw He Qingqing in a hurry like this, and his heart became uncomfortable, he stood up after patting the table, pointing at Gan Zhaoxue and shouting loudly.

"Zhang Xiaoxiao, what are you doing? Sit down quickly, and you guys, whatever you are laughing at, all give me silence!! ”

Seeing that the scene was a little out of control, the Chinese teacher immediately suppressed a group of restless people.

"He Qingqing, come down, I believe that the composition was not written by you."

At this juncture, Zhang Xiaoxiao would listen to any teacher's words, directly ignoring everyone and shouting at He Qingqing.

"I ......"

He Qingqing's eyes were red, and she was holding the composition tightly in her hand, looking at Zhang Xiaoxiao, as if she had seen a life-saving straw.

"You come down!! You are not obligated to read someone else's composition. ”

"Zhang Xiaoxiao ......"

He Qingqing glanced at the teacher in embarrassment, Zhang Xiaoxiao naturally understood what He Qingqing was really afraid of, walked directly to the podium, and dragged He Qingqing down.

"Zhang Xiaoxiao, what are you doing here, do you still have me as a teacher in your eyes!!"

"What kind of teacher are you? She said that the composition was not hers, and you still let her stand on the side, and the content of the composition is not appropriate, why do you still let her read it, I don't think you are like a teacher!! ”

"You, you ————"

This classroom can't stay any longer, Zhang Xiaoxiao looked around, and finally dragged He Qingqing to escape from the classroom through the back door of the classroom.

The Chinese teacher pointed to Zhang Xiaoxiao's back, and his whole body trembled with anger.