"By the way, didn't you meet with your family? How's it going? Wen Ruansoft remembered that she had mentioned to herself before that she wanted to meet with her family in the imperial capital.

Originally, I wanted to ask for a long time, but I've been busy lately.

I almost forgot.

"My mom, my dad and my so-called sister are here. I have a good impression of my dad, my mom and my sister...... I always find it weird. ”

When we first met, everyone was very enthusiastic about her. But during the meal, when she went to the bathroom, she heard her mother and sister arguing about something, but she didn't hear much clearly, but one sentence was very clear-

"I don't care if she's my daughter or not, I just treat you as my daughter."

How ridiculous.

His own child has been living abroad for more than ten years, and he doesn't feel sorry for the suffering of his biological daughter.

On the contrary, I feel that the adopted daughter, who is not related by blood and lives a life of fine clothes and food, is very aggrieved.

Is this my own mother?

Mu Xingqiao didn't want to admit it.

But she didn't want to say these words to Wen Soft.

Because, if Soft Soft knows, she will definitely worry about her.

"Maybe you've been separated for too long, and you can't get used to your current family. Get along for a while, and when you get acquainted, you won't feel weird. "Soft and comforting.

"Well, hopefully." Anyway, she just wanted to make enough money, so she cut off contact with her so-called family.

Mu Xingqiao pulled the corners of his lips indifferently.

"Come, continue making pottery." Wen Softly said, "I want to make a cup and give it to Lu Zhanqing." ”

"Tsk, I think about your husband in everything. I've been friends with you for so many years, why haven't I seen you give me one? ”

"Okay, I'll make two later, and I'll give you one. It's always okay, right? ”

"I don't want it if I don't send it sincerely." Mu Xingqiao put his hand on the clay embryo, "I'll do it myself." ”

"You don't want to do this, don't bury me with this in the future."

Mu Xingqiao cut her voice and ignored her.

Smile softly, focusing on her own mud.

……

After three or four broken clay embryos, one was finally formed. Wen Ruansoft engraved the names of himself and Lu Zhanqing on it, and drew a love heart.

Mu Xingqiao drew a stick figure portrait of her eldest brother on the cup.

The two solemnly handed the cup to the store, the better, the better it will be at noon tomorrow.

Coming out of the small shop, the two walked to eat skewers of incense.

……

I don't know if I'm tired or if the bed is too comfortable.

When I woke up from a nap, it was close to four o'clock.

Wen Softly grabbed her phone, jumped off the bed, rushed out of the door, and asked, "Is Zhan Qing back?" ”

The servant shook his head, "Young Master Qing hasn't returned yet." ”

Yes?

Haven't come back yet?

It's been six or seven hours, where has Lu Zhanqing gone?

Call him softly.

But it didn't get through, and the phone was always turned off.

Wen Ruansoft thought he was busy, so he had to leave the Lu family's old house alone.

Halfway through the road –

She received a call from Mu Xingqiao and asked her to go to the ceramic workshop with her.

Thinking softly, Lu Zhanqing might not be able to return home for a while.

So I agreed.

A handmade ceramics workshop has just opened near the school, where you can shape it from clay embryos into anything you want, and then hand it over to the shop to fire.

This little thing of special interest quickly became popular among students.

Mu Xingqiao wanted to make a vase and give it to his eldest brother.

But it's boring for her to learn alone, so she pulls Wen and Soft together.

……