Zhang Yue stayed at home for three days, and by Tuesday, she still didn't know what she wanted to do, so she picked up her mobile phone and called her mother, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Zhang's mother held her mobile phone between her shoulders, "Yueyue, my mother signed up for the flower arrangement class last week, and now she is in class." ”

"I'll wait to go back with you."

"Okay, I'll go home and cook for you after class, what time will you be back?"

"I just got up, clean up and go back!"

"Okay, then hang up first, mom is busy." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, Zhang Yue took the mobile phone and swiped the news, and after a while, he felt bored, got up and washed, changed his clothes and drove home.

Zhang Yue's father Zhang Wang is the president of the city hospital, and his mother Zhong Xiaoxi is a famous cardiologist, but because Zhang's mother gave birth to Zhang Yue in her early years, she had a difficult birth, so her physical condition has not been good, and she retired early in the first two years.

Zhang Yue returned home and just had dinner, and her sister Zhang Yu came back with May Day. Zhang Yue hurriedly greeted Wuyi when he saw it, "My little Wuyi, do you miss your aunt?" ”

Wuyi grinned at Zhang Yue, Zhang Yue couldn't help it, and kissed her the cheek, but she didn't expect Wuyi to cry loudly in an instant, and Zhang's mother slapped Zhang Yue's head with a slap, "So small, what are you doing so hard, it's so rare to get married and give birth to yourself." ”

Zhang Yue pursed her lips, and then smiled stupidly, "I'll accompany you." ”

"I don't want you to accompany me when I'm old."

Zhang Yu hugged Wuyi and patted Wuyi's back, "Yueyue, didn't you go to get the photos on Thursday when you took pictures last time, but Xuanxuan School is going to hold a parent-teacher conference on Thursday afternoon, and there may not be time to pass, if you can, take the time to pick up the photos." ”

Zhang Yue hugged her mother, "What if I don't have time?" ”

"Your company has closed down, and you don't have a boyfriend, how can you not have time?" Zhang's mother raised her hand to Zhang Yue's arm and patted it.

"Wow~Mom!"

"Then you said you were free?"

"If you don't have time, you have to be free, picking a big thing like a photo."

On Thursday morning, I received a call from my sister early in the morning, "Hey~"

"Yueyue, you remember the time, it's afternoon, you'd better go early."

"Uh-huh."

"Hurry up, put on makeup and go out, don't be ashamed, and remember to eat breakfast."

"Uh-huh." Zhang Yue hung up the phone, turned over and continued to sleep, got up on time at twelve o'clock, Zhang Yue went downstairs to eat, nearly a little, went back to the room to change clothes, and planned to go downstairs with his bag, remembering that his sister said to put on makeup, and went back to the room to look in the mirror, resigned himself to pick up the cosmetics, and officially set off at two o'clock, fortunately, Mo Fei's studio is not far from home, and there is no traffic jam on weekdays, Zhang Yue arrived at half past two.

As soon as I walked to the door, I saw Sun Jiayi taking pictures of a couple in a half-squatting posture, Zhang Yue rang the doorbell, Sun Jiayi turned his head, Zhang Yue nodded with a smile, raised his finger and pointed at himself: "I'll come and choose a photo." ”