Chapter Seventy-Four: Unflat
Bai Qinshu finally accepted He Qingqing's gift, in He Qingqing's words, it is a reward for hard work.
She accompanied her shopping, paid physical strength and time, promised to help her, paid righteousness, He Qingqing gave her a gift, it was really a courtesy, of course, these are just He Qingqing's unilateral words, the main reason is that Bai Qinshu feels that she can't be too hypocritical, and she really doesn't want to see He Qingqing rolling on the ground.
The two of them happily walked to the rest area with shopping bags, like two twin sisters, He Qingqing would be so close to him, Bai Qinshu was quite surprised.
When I found Zhang Xiaoxiao, the thing was competing with a child, and it was better to see that the game equipment couldn't run than to rest.
"Zhang Xiaoxiao, here you go."
A ginger bag was handed to Zhang Xiaoxiao.
"What's that?" Zhang Xiaoxiao was slightly stunned, reached out and took the bag from He Qingqing's hand, and asked, turning it over into the bag with both hands.
It took a long time to unpack the contents and reach out to take them out.
Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at the delicate and smooth thing in his hand, weighed it in his hand a few times, and raised his eyes to look at He Qingqing.
"Sent to me?"
"Well, how's that?"
"Okay, He Qingqing!!" The person on the chair suddenly smiled, threw the wallet in his hand into the air, stood up numbly, reached out and grabbed the wallet that fell from the sky, and then took out a slightly old wallet, and immediately put all the money in it into the new wallet.
"Zhang Xiaoxiao, why did you put so much money on your body?"
"In the Xue family these days, the old Bodhisattva has secretly stuffed it~" Zhang Xiaoxiao said a little proudly, raising his new wallet, and he was so unhappy.
"Then let's go back!" Bai Qinshu, who had been beside him without squeaking, saw Zhang Xiaoxiao's smug appearance, and subconsciously thought of Xue Gan, and a trace of discomfort flashed in his eyes, so he interrupted the two.
"What do you have in the other bags in your hand, show me!!"
After putting away the new wallet, Zhang Xiaoxiao was immediately attracted by the other bags in He Qingqing's hand, raised his neck and leaned over, reaching out to grab He Qingqing's bag.
Who knew that He Qingqing dodged back with both hands, and Zhang Xiaoxiao pounced.
He Qingqing took a few steps back and emphasized loudly to the wolf-like man: "This is what I bought for Uncle Shen and Aunt Shen!! β
Zhang Xiaoxiao grinned, feeling that He Qingqing's appearance as a calf protector was a little silly.
"I don't want yours? I'm afraid you're tired and want to help you carry it. β
"No, it's not heavy, I can !! it myself"
"Okay, okay, then you can carry it yourself~" Zhang Xiaoxiao was speechless.
The three of them grinded for a long time, and finally got out of the mall, and the time was not early, Zhang Xiaoxiao proposed to send Bai Qinshu home first, but Bai Qinshu waved his hand and refused, and he turned around and left with the gift he Qingqing gave and another bag.
For a while, only He Qingqing and Zhang Xiaoxiao were left, and the two walked back slowly along the riverside.
Zhang Xiaoxiao followed behind He Qingqing, it was rare to be quiet, and he didn't speak, but this quiet atmosphere revealed an indescribable weirdness.
Suddenly, the person who had walked to the front stopped.
With all kinds of bags in his hand, he squatted down on the ground, and then there was a small cry in Zhang Xiaoxiao's ears, one after another, endlessly.
If it had been placed in the past, he would have spread his steps long ago, and he had a headache to nowhere to hide, but this time, Zhang Xiaoxiao felt that his legs were cold, and he was so cold that he couldn't take a step.
Standing behind him so stupidly, looking at the little man in front of him with trembling shoulders, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.
Zhang Xiaoxiao finally understood Xue Qian's mood of wanting to cut Shen Qianwei with a thousand knives, and he also thought, he is now fucking invincible.
Just as Zhang Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth, the person squatting in front stood up.
turned around, his eyes were red and swollen, and his red lips had been bitten, and he was really crying hard.
"Zhang Xiaoxiao, let's stop here, I'll go back by myself."
Zhang Xiaoxiao deliberately ignored the tears on He Qingqing's face, and said as if he was nothing: "You have to leave, and you won't let me play with you more?" β
"Next time."
"When is the next time?"
"Then we will see you again!!" After He Qingqing finished shouting this sentence, he spread his legs and ran.
Zhang Xiaoxiao first stepped forward and chased a few steps, then stopped, and shouted at the figure who fled in the wilderness.
"He Qingqing, you stupid little white-eyed wolf, you must remember to come and play with me next timeβββββ"
He Qingqing's steps were not slower than a second, she didn't like separation, she didn't like it at all.
She has no other friends, she only has Zhang Xiaoxiao, so she doesn't like to be separated from Zhang Xiaoxiao yet.
When He Qingqing ran to the door of Shen's house, because the speed was too fast, his feet slipped, and the whole person threw himself on the steps in front of Shen's house, the gift bags were scattered all over the ground, and some well-packaged boxes spilled out of it.
He Qingqing didn't cry or shout, and he didn't realize that he was bruised on his leg, but quickly got up from the ground, picked up all the things that fell on the ground, and then pushed the door into the house with a large number of bags.
The whole process was seen by Shen Qianwei, who came back from school, and he could basically confirm that He Qingqing didn't go to school today.
The atmosphere of the Shen family was a little weird, and when He Qingqing entered the house, this atmosphere became even stronger.
But even so, Shen's father and Shen's mother noticed the wound on He Qingqing's foot at a glance, and were about to step forward to ask, but who knew that He Qingqing said hello casually and ran upstairs quickly.
didn't have time to react, so Shen Qianwei, who was following behind, pushed the door and entered the house.
"What's the matter with Qingqing's foot injury?"
He Qingqing couldn't ask, Shen Qianwei naturally became a shield, Shen's father came over, pulled Shen Qianwei and asked seriously.
"Slurred at the door."
"Smoking at the door? Then why didn't Qingqing shout? She bruised and you made her run in with a big push? What the hell did you do with this brother!! Father Shen roared, completely unaware of his emotions, obviously overdone.
"How did I do it? Do I deserve to serve her, to serve her?!!! She lives in our house, so I have to toss her with her as if she were my own sister?!!! Shen Jiawei ...... Am I not your son? β
Shen Qianwei roared hysterically, and Shen's father was also so angry that he lost control for a while.
"What kind of bastard thing are you saying in front of your Lao Tzu!!"
"I'm telling the truth!!"
"Smackββββ
"Jia Wei, don't ββββββ"
A crisp loud sound, almost resounding through the sky, also instantly pulled back a lot of reason between the two, Shen's father looked at his hand in disbelief, his whole palm was trembling, Shen Qianwei lowered his eyes, motionless.
Mother Shen stayed where she was, dumbfounded, her mouth still open when she wanted to stop it, but unfortunately it was too late.
"Have you had enough?"
"Qianwei ......" Reason was awakened at the same time as there was endless remorse, Shen's father withdrew his stiff palm, and wanted to explain to his son, but found that he had no way to explain, and he was speechless for a while.
If you do something wrong, you will be punished, this is the consistent principle of the Shen family, and it is also a family rule inherited by the Shen family for many years. As the saying goes, there are no rules, even if he is his own flesh and blood, Shen Jiawei has never relented once.
But in fact, Shen Qianwei has been keeping to herself for so many years, and she is excellent in all aspects, except for the occasional confusion when she meets He Qingqing, and usually those family rules don't use him at all.
It's just that last time, Shen Qianwei lost He Qingqing, which really forced Shen Jiawei to be anxious, so he reached out and punched him and implemented the family rules, but even so, he never thought of slapping his son's face in the face. This kind of undignified thing for a person with strong self-esteem, he really never thought about it, let alone his own son.
But at this moment, I made a big mistake.
"I'll go upstairs first."
Her eyes sank, Shen Qianwei said calmly, and walked directly to the side of the building.
Father Shen was speechless with guilt, in the end he hurt the child's heart.
"You wait." Touching his face with both hands, Father Shen supported his waist pole and mustered up the courage to call out to someone.
The man walking upstairs continued to walk, without even lifting his eyelids.
"Qingqing's parents will be here at ten o'clock tonight."
Footsteps paused.
However, the neat words drifted into Shen Qianwei's ears, but they became inexplicably long and slow.
The footsteps of the stairs landed heavily on the steps, and there was no other reaction.
"Come and go through the transfer procedures for Qingqing."
If the previous words were just a simple omen, then the latter words were undoubtedly the breaking waves, swirling word by word, sweeping through his entire heart.
"Cattle and sheep still have the love of licking calves, not to mention that she is a person, you can think about it yourself."
Seeing that his son was still unwilling to respond to him, Shen's father didn't want to say more, turned around in silence, and walked outside the house.
Shen's mother had already wet her eyes, looked at the figure of her son pulling the door to the door, and also went to another part of the room.
Not long after, there was a knock on the door outside He Qingqing's house, very soft, but extremely clear. Just like what she had just said, how clear she could hear it, how shrill the knock was now.
"Qingqing, open the door and let Auntie take a look at your legs, okay?"
"Auntie, Qingqing is fine."
"Silly boy, it's all broken, how can it be okay, girls don't look good with scars, you open the door quickly."
After grinding on the bed for a while, He Qingqing finally couldn't help but get up from the bed and opened the door.
As soon as Shen's mother entered the house, she didn't say anything, asked He Qingqing to sit on the bed, and began to carefully treat her wounds.
Every time the alcohol rubs the wound, it brings a piercing pain.
He Qingqing bit her lip and frowned.
"Qingqing doesn't want to leave her brother, right?"
The little girl didn't speak.
"Does Qingqing really think that my brother will hate Qingqing?"
The little girl still didn't speak.
The two questions did not get any response in the past, so Shen's mother stopped asking, looked at He Qingqing with pity, and reached out to touch her face.
The road to sincere love will never be smooth.
This is not necessarily a bad thing.