Invisible Prayer 7

"Dad, what's wrong?" Qing Mao had only been practicing for one morning today before he was interrupted by Dad Zheng's knock on the door.

"Come, Qingmao, this is for you, I'm going to you today...... Mom there. Dad Zheng said again and again.

Qing Mao felt that a square little book-like thing was stuffed into his hand, and he didn't know what it was, but he understood the latter sentence.

Today is the third day, which means that Dad Zheng wants to make a break by himself.

"Daddy, I'll go with you! That's my home too. Qingmao stretched out the small notebook and said no.

It was so stalemate for a while, and Qingmao didn't move, only hearing a sigh from Zheng's father, he knew that he had compromised.

"Okay, but you're behind me. You put this book away, and I changed the real estate certificate at home to your name. Dad Zheng said.

"Okay~ let's go." Qing Mao was slightly stunned and smiled, he hadn't mentioned the change of name of the real estate certificate, he was afraid that Zheng's father still had nostalgia for Hu Ting to avoid quarreling with him, but what he didn't expect was that he had already done it, and fortunately, the house was Zheng's father's premarital property, if there was Hu Ting's name, it was estimated that those relatives would dare to sell the house.

At this time, it is already early winter, and the icy weather has not stopped people from busy, and the traffic is surging and shuttling everywhere.

There is a beautiful holly tree under an ordinary residential building, and a thin layer of hoarfrost has formed on it, and in this silence, each family has its own farce slowly brewing.

"Mom, I'm back, I'll bring you some clothes or something when it's cold."

"Oh, it's good to come back, Tiancheng, come in and it's cold outside."

Grandma Zhang smiled and beckoned her son into the house, the happiest thing was to know that her son was still worried about her mother.

"Ding Dong~"

"Tiancheng, you go open the door, I'll get you some ginger soup." Grandma Zhang went into the kitchen and greeted her inside.

"Good!" Tiancheng walked slowly to the door, and he didn't know who it was? It's such a cold day, damn friend?

When I opened the door, it wasn't that Tiancheng was thinking about my mother's friend, an old lady or something, but a very delicate girl, wearing a small white jacket that looked like the whole person was soft, standing straight with her regular hands together, and with a gentle smile, she looked like a polite girl.

It's just that her eyes are not looking in her own direction, but always looking at the gap on the right?

"Who are you?" Tiancheng opened his mouth, not sure if this person was looking for his mother, but he couldn't let her in casually.

"Huh?" The girl seemed to be taken aback, her surprised voice couldn't be hidden, and then she hurriedly bent over: "I'm sorry, I may have knocked on the wrong door, I'm looking for a grandmother." ”

After saying that, he was about to leave, groping his way through the wall and continuing forward - she? Unseen?

"Who? Tiancheng? Grandma Zhang came out with a bowl of hot ginger soup, she usually prepares it when it's cold, and it's good as soon as it's hot, and then she sees the girl who is groping to leave: "Ah! Isn't this Xiao Qingmao! Tiancheng is cold outside, let Qingmao in, don't freeze! ”

Grandma Zhang hurriedly walked over and just handed over the ginger soup in her hand: "Why is Qingmao here, is it alone?" How dangerous, drink some ginger soup to warm up. ”

"Ah, Grandma Zhang, I'm here to thank you, I guess I would have hit a lot of walls last time without you" The girl touched her head embarrassedly, then bent down and touched for a while to pick up the fruit basket outside and hand it forward, although it was still in the wrong direction.

"I'll do it." Tiancheng took the basket in a low voice.

"Who is this?" The girl tilted her head, questioning.

"This is my son, it's cold and come back to see me, how are you doing these days, it's okay to go out alone last time." Grandma Zhang took the girl's warm little hand and nodded, which should be fine.

"Well, I'm with my dad, and I'm fine now, and I can help." The girl smiled, her eyes narrowed like crescents.

"Qingmao is really amazing, I remember that your father should be running a company, and so is my son, if you have any difficulties, you can tell me." Grandma Zhang felt very sorry for this girl, and she didn't know how much she had suffered since she was a child.

"Mom......" Tiancheng frowned, as an adult, he thinks about things more deeply, and he can't say it so casually about business.

"No need...... " The girl waved her hand, and before she could finish speaking, she heard a hurried voice.

"Qingmao! Why did you come up alone, scared me to death, let's take you to eat after we leave...... Who is this? ”

Dad Zheng looked at his daughter suspiciously, talking to an old grandmother and a middle-aged high-level person.

"Dad, Grandma Zhang is the one who helped me last time."

Dad Zheng thanked him, and then left with Qingmao with an apologetic face, and now the main thing is to solve another thing first.

"Alas...... Poor kid yo. Grandma Zhang sighed.

Qingmao was dragged away by Zheng's father after saying thank you, and after being told for a while, it seemed that he was scared just now, and quickly said, "I was wrong".

Standing at the door of his former home, Qing Mao could hear the faint noise inside just by relying on his gradually improving sense of hearing through his own cultivation.

"Squeak."

With the opening of the door, the noisy and noisy sound inside suddenly pounced out, particularly harsh, the entire corridor is sharp and chaotic scolding and the sound of TV dramas interspersed within, I really have to sigh that the sound insulation of this house is really good.

"It's my fault!! You actually say it's my fault! You conscienceless! ”

"What's the use of you waste, you can't do such a trivial thing as borrowing money, what else can you do?!"

"It's not your fault!? Something happened to my son!! ”

"Wow!! Wow!!! ”

"Get out of here! I didn't see Satsuki crying! ”

"What are you doing?" Dad Zheng roared angrily, sounding very angry, Qing Mao couldn't see that even if he had been cultivating for a few days, his front was only a little brighter, so he could only stare blankly and listen to the voice.

"Stop it!"

As soon as Zheng's father's voice came out, everyone was silent for a few seconds, and then they all knew what Suo Suo was doing.

"Hey, don't think too much about the Zheng family, we just have a little conflict, and it's been resolved." Mrs. Sun's voice was a little flattering, and the screaming voice was so sharp that it gave people goosebumps.

"Yes, yes, Lao Zheng, come on, come on, come on, children, hurry up and clean up, don't let people see jokes." Daddy Hu smiled and moved quickly towards the door.

Qing Mao not only sneered when he heard this, but he really thought that this was their own home.

Holding Zheng's father's hand, he was taken to the house, during which the messy touch under his feet simply made Qingmao unbearable, the beach? Clothes? Pericarp? The family has used this place as a garbage dump! You're welcome

"You contradict each other, a group of people put my wife in ......?" Dad Zheng's hand holding Qingmao was slightly tight, and he could feel that he still had feelings for Hu Ting in the past ten years, especially in this case, he should still be more puzzled, distressed, and complicated.

"Mom, come here, don't forget that today is the day you make your choice." Qing Mao followed Daddy Zheng's voice and spoke calmly, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

"I ......" Hu Ting's voice sounded weakly.

"What choice? You damn ...... Ahem, niece, don't provoke our affection. Mrs. Sun said that she quickly changed her words when she was halfway through her words, taking care of something.

"Shut up! If you say it again, I'll call the police! Qing Mao said fiercely, and then said: "You have to make a choice!" It's home! It's still them! ”