The Legitimate Daughter Doesn’t Care!

Chapter 49: composition

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Shao Qinghe is doing plank support in his room.

There is no other fitness equipment in his room, or even mats for fitness, and the floor is too hard, so he can only do it on the bed.

At this time, someone knocked on the door of his room lightly, and he whispered "um", then got up and took the towel to wipe the sweat from his face, and walked over to open the door.

Opening the door, she saw Shao Mu walking in with some pastries.

Shao Qinghe raised his head and glanced at the clock. It was eleven o'clock in the evening. It was really a violation of him to send him pastries at this time.

He took a deep breath, smiled and welcomed Mother Shao in, took the cake and put it on the table in his room, and asked, "What's the matter with mom?"

Mother Shao hesitated and said, "Qinghe... Can you..."

Before Shao's mother finished speaking, Shao Qinghe said directly: "No, I don't want to."

Shao mother: "..."

Even if Shao Qinghe had refused, Shao's mother did not leave. She walked in and sat on the sofa, rubbing her hands with some anxiety, as if thinking about how to persuade Shao Qinghe.

Shao Qinghe pursed his lips and squeezed his fist secretly, but pretending to be calm, he walked over and said: "Mom, you go and chat with Aunt Mu, drink tea..."

"I don't want to get along with her, she loves her every day, I don't like it."

"Aren't you too?" It's obvious that both of you are very discouraged.

"But she is too young."

"Then you and..."

Before Shao Qinghe's words were finished, she was interrupted by Shao's mother and went straight to the subject: "You don't need to arrange these things for me. I need you to stay in the hospital again and let your father come back. He hasn't come back for three months. I haven’t made a single call, it’s like forgetting that there is still this home."

Shao Qinghe knew this was the case, rubbing his forehead with distress.

He didn't want to go on like this anymore.

Seeing Shao Qinghe's embarrassment, Shao's mother suddenly asked him: "You have been pretending to be sick for so many years, why can't you come again?"

Finally, I heard Shao Qinghe's cold voice: "Mom, Dad doesn't love you anymore. Let's get a divorce."

Hearing these words, Mother Shao went crazy in an instant. She stood up and rushed towards Shao Qinghe, reaching out and pinching his arm: "What the hell do you say?! I can't get a divorce. Wouldn't it be for the little one? Fairies give place? I won’t look for them in the next half of my life, and they don’t want me to give them a place! No way!"

"You are just torturing each other like this, and it makes me very uncomfortable."

"Don't you know why I am for? I am for you Qinghe!" Shao's mother grasped Shao Qinghe's arm with a sullen expression on her face, looking at Shao Qinghe with her eyes wide open.

Shao's mother and Shao Qinghe don't look alike. Shao Qinghe's eyes are not big, they are gentle eyes.

Mother Shao's eyes were surprisingly big, and she was a little scary when she opened her circle. She frantically said to Shao Qinghe: "The property can only belong to you! As long as I am in one day, the vixen and the bastard will not be separated."

Shao Qinghe said again about Shao's mother's sore points: "If you just want to fight for the family property, there is no need for me to pretend to be sick, and there is no need for Dad to come back."

"If he doesn't come back, he will forget that he still has your son! He should still care for you and care about your body."

When Shao Qinghe looked at Mother Shao, he could no longer make a gentle expression, and he was even a little annoyed.

Why deceive yourself...

Shao Qinghe stepped back and broke free of his mother's hand, trying to comfort her mother: "Mom, you should go back and rest first. I have to go to school tomorrow."

"You don't care about me? If it was Qingyu, he would never treat me like this!"

Also mention Shao Qingyu.

Shao Qinghe persuaded: "If my brother is here, I don't want to see you being so sad."

"Yes, Qingyu won't make me so sad, he will definitely find a way to help me. Is it because you are not good enough that Dad changed his heart? Huh? When Qingyu was here, our relationship was good..."

Shao Qinghe's expression darkened and stopped talking.

Mother Shao continued to ask: "Why, you don't like to listen anymore, do you?"

While making him absent from class from time to time, he is also required to be good enough.

What do you still think about him

Whenever something happens, Shao Qingyu is always mentioned. He is never as good as his brother, which makes it difficult for Shao Qinghe to have a good attitude.

Seeing that Shao Qinghe had been silent, she didn't seem to want to agree. Mother Shao became mad and smashed the cake she brought.

Shao Qinghe didn't care, and sat quietly in the room. After Shao's mother finished venting, it was enough to find someone to clean up.

As a result, Shao’s mother had new tricks today. After she left, when Shao Qinghe leaned on the sofa to calm down for a while, Shao’s mother walked in again, holding a bottle of medicine in her hand, and poured pills into her hand: "You too Whether I am or not, I am the only one left with you. Only you in the world can help me. You don't care about me. I will let you see!"

Only then did Shao Qinghe get up quickly, stopped Shao's mother, and took a look at the medicine. She didn't know when she bought a bottle of sleeping pills.

Shao Qinghe was about to collapse: "Can you stop forcing me? Do you want me to follow Shao Qingyu's old road?!"

Mother Shao was startled, and then began to cry. A woman over half a hundred years old actually cried so helplessly, she sat down on the ground alone.

Shao Qinghe is really upset, but she is his mother after all.

In the end, he squatted down and asked as gently as possible: "Mom, I'll help you again. Then you will listen to me and see a psychiatrist, okay?"

Seeing that Shao Qinghe agreed, Shao's mother was Shao Qinghe and said anything. She was very resistant to seeing a psychiatrist, but now she also agreed.

Shao Qinghe comforted his mother and sent her back to rest.

Then he went back to the room tiredly, looking at the mess and didn't bother to find someone to clean it up. He was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling alone in a daze.

No one is born to speculate about people's hearts. There are moody people around him, and he has to learn to look at people's faces from an early age to avoid trouble.

Over time, there will be such a problem.

He is not smart.

He is stupid.

Otherwise it can be handled very well.

Xu Xinduo came to school with cookies the next day, but Shao Qinghe asked for leave.

Holding the biscuit, she couldn't help wondering for a while. Why was Shao Qinghe fine yesterday, so why was she hospitalized today

She couldn't give these Christmas cookies to others. After thinking about it, she could only turn around to look at Mu Qingyi and said, "Brother."

Mu Qingyi's body stiffened and turned to look at her.

Xu Xinduo gave the biscuits to Mu Qingyi: "You can pass it to Shao Qinghe for me. You will definitely see him in the hospital, right?"

"..." Mu Qing also took the biscuit and looked at it, but didn't know how to answer.

Shao Qinghe feels very embarrassed every time he pretends to be sick. He doesn't let anyone visit him. He naturally won't go. How can he give this cookie

And, is Shao Qing and alone

"All for him?" Mu Qing also asked.

These biscuits were packed in a bag by Xu Xinduo and sealed with a small string. Even so, it won't taste good in a few days.

She didn't want to do it in vain, so she could only entrust Mu Qingyi to help send it.

"Yes, you can eat a few yuan." Xu Xinduo obviously didn't make it for him, and answered very perfunctorily.

Mu Qing also held the biscuits in embarrassment, a little at a loss.

Xu Xinduo found it and asked, "Is it inconvenient?"

Mu Qing could only answer truthfully: "I won't go to the hospital to see him."

"How many days off does he take this time?"

"I don't know, it generally depends on the speed of his father's return."

"His father is a doctor?"

"no."

"..." Xu Xinduo suddenly didn't understand.

Xu Xinduo could only reach out and took the biscuits back again.

She sent a message to Shao Qinghe and asked: When will you come back, my biscuits are ready.

Shao Qinghe: Oh, I forgot about it, can you mail it to me

Xu Xinduo: Give me the address.

Shao Qinghe quickly posted the address.

Xu Xinduo is thinking all day, should I post it? She didn't have any shock absorbers on her hand, and it was probably broken in the past.

She made the Christmas tree pattern very carefully, but it was a pity that it was broken.

She checked the address again and suddenly found that the hospital was not far from the company. She could very well send Shao Qinghe there before going to the company for training. She has a car and a driver, so it is convenient to go back and forth.

Then there is no problem.

During the lunch break, Xu Xinduo went to Director Huang to see Tong Yan's results.

When I walked in, I saw Tong Yan looking at his own paper, as if he was studying the wrong question.

Tong Yan's total score is 547. According to his total score, he can enter the ordinary class, but he can't enter the rocket class. The last place in the Rockets class scored 587 points.

She reached out and picked up Tong Yan's paper and followed it, and said, "In fact, it's better than I expected."

Tong Yan was a little dissatisfied with Erlang's legs upright: "I was anxious during the exam, otherwise it would definitely exceed 587 points."

Xu Xinduo took the paper and took Tong Yan back to the international class. Although Xu Xinduo moved away, her place was still empty. They returned to their original seats, and Xu Xinduo began to talk to Tong Yan.

After seeing Xu Xinduo's return, Wei Lan immediately came over to say hello: "Master Duo is back? Our brother Yan has been lonely these days, and we sigh every day."

Xu Xinduo pointed to the paper and said, "I'm just here to give him a lecture."

Wei Lan leaned over to look at the paper, and couldn't help but curl his lips: "Although they are all Chinese characters, I can't understand them. Hey, is there so much difference in the teaching materials on both sides?"

Xu Xinduo ignored it and wrote the formula next to the wrong question in the paper, then drew a stroke in Tong Yan's problem solving step, and gave the paper to Tong Yan.

Tong Yan took the look, picked up the pen, and re-worked the problem.

Xu Xinduo began to look at the papers of other subjects, only to find that Tong Yan's major problem was classical Chinese, and his Chinese was too low.

First of all, Tong Yan obviously never memorized ancient poems, and he didn't answer the poem fill-in-the-blank questions at all. Looking at the classical Chinese question again, Tong Yan basically doesn't know how to do it. The whole classical Chinese reading question hardly scored. Finally, looking at reading comprehension, Xu Xinduo had one thought after reading the answer: Tong Yan did not understand at all.

Tong Yan's composition also gave Xu Xinduo a headache.

The characters are beautiful, well-regulated, neat, and over a thousand words, but what's the writing

The preface does not follow the sentence, and the sentence is simply copied after reading the comprehensible sentence

The attitude is correct, the answer is rubbish.

She remembered that Tong Yan liked to sleep in class, especially Chinese.

Other class children can bear it, but the Chinese teacher in Xu Xinduo's hometown loves to chat very much. Said a bunch of mess, in the mist.

In particular, the Chinese teacher spoke softly and was very hypnotic. The hardest hit area for Tong Yan's sleep was the Chinese class.

Tong Yan focuses on international classes. He has never memorized ancient poems, and there is no big problem if he is not proficient in classical Chinese. Xu Xinduo will make up for a few days for him, so that Tong Yan can memorize it by rote.

But how do you get the composition

Xu Xinduo couldn't help but mumble: "You have a big problem..."

Tong Yan was very worried: "I really don't know what to write, how did you write, let me see?"

"Just write and write casually."

Tong Yan took out his phone, opened the app and said, "High-scoring essays will be sent to the language corner. I'll see how you write them."

Xu Xinduo really didn't know about this. She didn't order all the menus in the school APP.

She remembered something, and immediately stopped Tong Yan and said, "Don't watch it."

Tong Yan was puzzled, and continued to tap the phone screen: "Look at what's wrong, learn to learn."

Seeing that Tong Yan was about to find Xu Xinduo's composition, Xu Xinduo slapped her head and slapped Tong Yan.

Tong Yan turned his head to look at Xu Xinduo in astonishment, then wailed, clutching his head, "I have a concussion..."

Xu Xinduo was also anxious, and hurriedly helped Tong Yan rub his head, still complaining: "If you can't watch it, it will be over?"

"It hurts..." Tong Yan's act of acting like a baby started. He pretended to cry without thunder and rain, and then drilled into Xu Xinduo's arms.

Upon seeing this scene, Wei Lan immediately raised his phone to take a selfie, but Xu Xinduo and Tong Yan were obviously on the camera.

Wei Lan found that Xu Xinduo had noticed, and explained: "Don't get me wrong, I just suddenly thought I was so handsome and wanted to take a selfie."

Su Wei also joined in the fun: "Come on, let's take a photo together."

After talking about standing next to Wei Lan and taking a selfie with Wei Lan, the subjects are Wei Lan and Su Wei, with Xu Xinduo and Tong Yan in the background. Tong Yan only has one back of his head, after all, he is leaning against Xu Xinduo's arms.

Xu Xinduo was so embarrassed that she pushed Tong Yanhou aside, and didn't teach Tong Yan any more papers, and left directly aggressively.

She was originally a strong person, and when she walked out of the classroom, she was so angry that she almost hit someone. Originally, Xu Xinduo was reckless, but the two parties apologized to each other at the same time, and the person who was hit ran away.

Xu Xinduo glanced back at Wei Lan and Su Wei who were snickering, stomped on the spot, and then returned to the Rockets class.

When Xu Xinduo left, Wei Lan returned to her seat and asked Tong Yan: "What? I got the hang of it?"

Tong Yan rubbed his head and continued to look at his own papers, looked up at Wei Lan, and then said: "I didn't think anything before. Since I had an epiphany, I thought of your previous attempts to soak in our house Duoduo, and I was angry."

Wei Lan's smile gradually faded, then she said "goodbye" and turned around, and stopped talking to Tong Yan.

Tong Yan's head was really blinded, but he still took out his phone to read Xu Xinduo's composition. I really didn't know what was so shameful about this composition.

Composition topic: Shadow.

—I spend most of my time in that quiet town. Sitting upstairs, I can see the endless mountains. I am accompanied by bright sunshine and shadows lying on the ground.

—I have two shadows, far or near, illusory. For a long time I felt that I could not touch them.

Tong Yan looked at it for a while and couldn't help but curl his mouth. This delicate and artificial style of writing is similar to that of youth pain. How good is the Chinese teacher

—I care about a person. He has been with me like a shadow. My relationship with him is probably the same as that of the shadow. Accompany each other and grow together.

-He is always there, but he is never reachable.

—I know he is with me, but I can't hug him.

Looking at this passage, Tong Yan suddenly lost his heart.

His previous relationship with Xu Xinduo was like a shadow.

He has always been there, they are in contact with each other, but even if they exchange their bodies, they are in two places.

They talked on the phone, but they never met each other. Like a shadow, it is clearly accompanied, but has not actually felt the other party.

He still remembered that on the day when he gave Xu Xinduo his sixteenth birthday, Xu Xinduo was very nervous all the time. If it weren't for the night, he might have seen Xu Xinduo's red cheeks...

At that time, he was still wondering why Xu Xinduo always didn't look at him, and now he suddenly understood Xu Xinduo's feelings.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, no matter how hard it was to suppress his mood.

Tong Yanan poked Wei Lan's arm and said to Wei Lan, "I think Xu Xinduo has a crush on me."

Wei Lan looked at Tong Yan and said seriously: "I think you were beaten stupid."