Mother Xi lowered her eyes, and she helped me stroke the wrinkled pajamas. I couldn’t see what was wrong with her.
“Some media are very cheap, talking about wild people with unknown origins,” Mama Xi is really a real socialite. She didn’t say the following words, and her tone was slightly angry: “They were raised by their parents. It’s too unprofessional to say such ugly words.”
I still don’t watch the news, I don’t know what it’s written.
“Regarding the lawsuit, don’t worry, Qing Chuan will help you. He has a very powerful team of lawyers.”
“Dad’s legal counsel recommended one to me.” I said, “But, in fact, I don’t care if the lawsuit is won or not.”
No matter what Xi Qingchuan says I am hypocritical or not, that’s what I think.
“Xiao Sheng, don’t think that you give up to respect your father. I just ask you, did your father know that you weren’t his daughter?”
“My godmother said he knew, and always knew.”
“That’s it. Now that he knows that he will distribute most of the property to you, you have to fight for reasons to respect your father’s decision.” Mama Xi stood up from the chair and looked at me with gentle eyebrows: ” Don’t worry, in this home, those chewing tongues are not worth it, but I can’t stop everyone’s mouths. Living alone in the world always has to bear the pressure, and it depends on whether you can survive it.”
Since I married into Xi’s family, today is the most time Mommy Xi has said to me.
If she said some polite remarks that are not painful or itchy, I would still feel nothing, but this kind of heart-to-heart remarks brought tears to my eyes.
I found that I was getting easier and easier to cry.
Qiao Yi came to see me, I was sitting on the bed eating abalone porridge, Xu Ma cooked it for me, it was very smooth and fresh.
Qiao Yi came to see me with a lot of snacks, and sat down by my bed. I was about to ask her if she could eat porridge, and asked Xu Ma to serve her a little. Suddenly she hit me hard. My tears burst out.
“What are you doing?” I rubbed the arm that was sore by her.
“Yesterday, I thought you were just holding on, asking if you want me to accompany you, and you said that you don’t need it, but you turned your head around and you just played this.”
“Which one to play?” I was a little inexplicable, and I forgot to chew a large piece of abalone in my mouth.
“You are dying, how can you be worthy of your father, how worthy of me, how worthy of my mother?” She kept patting me, she was so big and expert, I was about to be photographed to death by her.
“What did I do?” I dodge her attack while protecting the abalone porridge in my hand.
“Is there anything in the world that can’t survive? Your mother almost fainted when she knew that you had committed suicide. She cried for a long time while hugging me.”
“I didn’t commit suicide, I really fell asleep in the bathtub.” I put the bowl on the table.
“You don’t lie.” She glared at me.
“Who told you?”
“Xi Qingchuan.”
“Xi Qingchuan?”
“Well, he called me and asked me to pay attention to your state when I was with you recently. He said that you have a tendency to commit suicide subconsciously.”
“Leave him…” I didn’t say the word fart, because Xu Ma walked into my room and brought tea to Qiao Yi with a tray in her hand.
“Don’t listen to him, how could I commit suicide.” He lowered his voice.
Xu Ma put the tray on the coffee table: “Miss Qiao, almond cookies have just been baked in the kitchen. See if it suits your appetite.”
“Mother Xu, I will eat later, and I will solve this girl’s matter first.”
“You chat, you chat.” Xu Ma smiled and exited our room.
Qiao Yi’s mouth was filled with almond cookies, and he stared at me from the corner of his eyes. From this angle, the size of the eyes was serious.
“You really don’t commit suicide?”
“It’s really not there.”
“Why would you drown yourself in the bath?”
“Isn’t it dead? The bath water was so comfortable, I fell asleep, and then slipped into the bathtub.”
“Who found you?”
“Xi Jinyuan.”
“Xi Qingchuan’s younger brother?” Qiao Yi’s eyes opened wider, “That is to say, your fruit body can be seen by your uncle? Oh, oh, irritating!”
“No, he came and knocked on the door without knocking, so the servant carried me out, not what you thought.”
“When did you and Xi Qingchuan’s brother get so close?”
“You have too many questions.” My nose is full of the aroma of her almond cookies.
“Anyway, you didn’t commit suicide?”
“really not.”
“Perhaps.” Qiao Yi approached me: “You didn’t want to commit suicide, but you have suicidal thoughts in your subconscious, so when you fall asleep, your subconscious appears, occupying your brain, and decide kill you.”
“You’re nervous, I’ve watched too many horror movies.”
“Xiao Sheng, I think you have a feeling of being utterly disgraced, but since you have been used to covering up since childhood, you hide this feeling very well, even you don’t know it.
“When did you study psychology?” In my cognition of Qiao Yi, she is an athlete who can use force but never use her brain.
“Xi Qingchuan told me.”
“What’s the situation?” I couldn’t help narrowing my eyes: “How much did Xi Qingchuan say to you?”
“I also find it strange. He called me early in the morning and said this, but I think what he said makes sense!”
What does Xi Qingchuan mean to call Qiao Yi to analyze my mental condition?
I was upset and couldn’t breathe: “Joe, can you go back first, the air in my room becomes thinner when you are with me.”
“You really have a conscience. My mother cried all morning and asked me to bring you soup. You still dislike me. In short, I tell you, I don’t care what your subconscious mind is. If you have this kind of snuggle, I will never forgive you. ”
“No matter what kind of accident, I will be dead. I don’t know if you don’t forgive me.”
Qiao Yi stamped the thermos in front of me: “Drink!”
“What soup?”
She helped me twist the thermos barrel, and an indescribable smell came out of it.
“It looks like watercress and hyssop bone soup.”
Qiao’s mother is beautiful, and she is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so her father Qiao loved her to the death.
However, even the almighty beauty also has shortcomings, and that is cooking.
I learned the cooking skills of Ms. Qiao when I was a child. I cooked a porridge, and the taste is so irritating that I can still feel it now.
Watercress and Achyranthes Bone Soup was only what Joe’s mother could think of.
“What’s the point?”
“My mother said, these two names are better together.”
Well, I watched Qiao Yi pour out the soup of unknown color from it, and my stomach was overwhelmed.
“Can I not drink it?”
“It was not necessary to drink it, but you actually wanted to commit suicide and want to leave me. You must drink it all.”
She poured a bowl and handed it to my mouth: “Drink!”
I didn’t dare to inhale, the smell pierced into my nose as soon as I inhaled.
“I want to go back in time now, and go back to when I was flooded yesterday, and just drown.”
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