I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

Chapter 80 80. Mother Ling
Sometimes the reaction speed of the hand is faster than the brain. Ling Xing subconsciously bent his right index finger and tapped twice on the phone screen. The boy's peaceful sleeping face was captured as a photo and saved in the album.

Xu Shi heard the slight sound coming from here, and Su Qingluo slowly opened her eyes.

Those dark eyes contained the confusion of waking up for the first time. He stared at the screen for a while, and just about to speak, Ling Xing's mobile phone was completely exhausted and turned off automatically.

The alarm clock on the desk shows the time is 07:25 in the morning.

Ling Xing charged the phone, stretched on the bed, and lay down for another 2 minutes before getting up.

Although she went to bed early yesterday, the dream in the first half of the night caused her to not sleep well at all, and she only slept for more than three hours in the second half of the night, but the time seemed extraordinarily long.

Until now, Ling Xing can still clearly remember the scenes in the dream last night, and he can't tell whether it is a dream or the plot of the book she is in...

It doesn't matter, anyway, she has never been the one to be led by others.

They wanted to kidnap her with morality, and that had to be on the premise that she had morality.

However, if Ji Yan really dared to tell her to let her give up the quota to someone else, Ling Xing would really slap him in the face, spit on him hard, and ask him what the hell he is!

It was almost eight o'clock before Ling Xing went downstairs.

As usual, breakfast was prepared on the dining table. Shi Shu sat at the dining table and drank the porridge slowly, sleeping lazily with the hairball nestled on his lap and squinting his eyes.

The morning light slanted in through the windows, and the dust in the air floated scatteredly.

Every time he sees such a picture, Ling Xing has a feeling of tranquility.

Shi Shu, no matter where he is, will give life a sense of ritual.

Seeing Ling Xing coming down, Shi Shu stood up and took the hair ball nestled on his legs into his arms, and he walked to the kitchen: "I'll get you some porridge."

Ling Xing thanked him with a smile, sat down at the dining table unceremoniously, peeled an egg and ate first.

The brothers and sisters ate breakfast quietly and quickly.

After breakfast, Shi Shu who was holding an easel in the living room suddenly said, "I forgot to tell you, my parents will be back today."

Ling Xing was stunned: "Ah? Then did they say what time to come back?"

Shi Shu shook his head: "No, I just said that I will be home today, but I didn't say what time it is."

Ling Xing felt a little strange. If her mother came back, she would usually tell her first. Why didn't she tell her in advance this time?
As if seeing Ling Xing's doubts, Shi Shu said again: "Mom said she used WeChat to call you, and you... have been busy all the time."

It should be because the video call with Su Qingluo is on the line.

Ling Xing didn't speak anymore, and continued to watch the video related to the debate with his head down.

Shi Shu looked at her for a while longer, and his light blue eyes became much darker. At the end of the day, he also picked up the brush and continued to paint.

Ling Xing's parents didn't come home until after two o'clock in the afternoon on National Day.

Ling's mother slumped on the sofa with a tired face, directing the female goose to bring her tea and water.

Although Ling Xing said he was disgusted, he was faster than anyone else in serving tea, pouring water, pinching his legs and beating his back.

After working for ten minutes, Mother Ling took Ling Xing's arm and asked Ling Xing to sit down beside her.

She touched Ling Xing's ponytail, the corners of her eyes and mouth were full of kindness: "Xing, Mom has always wanted to ask you a question."

Ling Xing was a little puzzled: "What?"

Mother Ling and Ling Xing have never had any concerns about what to say in the future: "Your aunt Jiang has been calling me all this time, saying that your relationship with Ji Yan has become more and more tense recently, can you talk to your mother about it?" What's going on?"

The smile on the corner of Ling Xing's mouth slowly retracted, Ling's mother hurriedly explained: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to know what happened between you two? Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to talk about it."

Ling Xing looked at her: "It's really okay if you don't want to say it?"

Ling's mother sighed pretentiously, with a resentful expression on her face: "My daughter has grown up and has her own thoughts, and it's human nature not to want to share with her mother."

Ling's father, who had been serving as the background board, couldn't listen anymore, and just opened his mouth and said: "You also..."

"Shut up!" Mother Ling, who owns the throne of the family, interrupted her, and gave him an angry look: "I'm talking to my daughter, what's the matter with you?"

Wife Guan Yan Ling's father touched his nose and dared not speak.

Even with his own mother, Ling Xing used the excuse of studying hard to alienate Ji Yan.

Ling's mother suddenly lacked interest. Looking at her appearance, she knew that she didn't believe it, and she didn't believe it at all: "Well, well, now you are focusing on your studies, and you can just get into a good university next year."

Father Ling finally found a chance to interject: "Xing Xing, have you considered which school you want to go to? B University or Q University?"

B major and Q major?
With her current grades?
I have to say that Dad really thinks highly of her.

Ling's mother knew that her daughter's grades were not good enough to get a B major and a Q major, so she gave Ling's father a look: "You said it simply, what is a B major and a Q major? The requirements should not be so high, as long as Xingxing gets out of the society in the future." If you don't bake sweet potatoes, I don't care which school she goes to."

Roasted sweet potato?
How much does my mother look down on her?

Father Ling smiled: "I didn't say that because I knew the child had good grades."

Shi Shu sat on the other corner of the sofa with his hair ball in his arms, watched them talking and laughing quietly.

The family atmosphere is fun.

It's just that this bliss was quickly broken. Jiang Wan brought Ji Yan to Ling Xing's house when she heard that Ling's mother was back.

However, after not seeing him in just two days, Ling Xing felt that Ji Yan looked much haggard.

Ling's mother and Jiang Wan have been friends for many years. Even if the relationship is not that close, the two have business contacts, so they still have to do a good job on the surface.

Jiang Wan said that after booking a hotel, she would clean up the dust for them, Ling's mother smiled and said she was too polite.

Between adults and adults, the true feelings are not so important anymore.

At around five o'clock that night, Ling Xing appeared at the hotel table as a foil. Naturally, there were not only Ji and Ling, but also several good partners.

The adults were pushing cups and changing glasses, and the atmosphere among the boys and girls of the same age was also very subtle. Shi Shu sat on Ling Xing’s left, Ji Yan sat on Ling Xing’s right, and next to Ji Yan were three other people who were the same age as them. teenagers and girls.

The girl sitting next to Ji Yan kept pestering Ji Yan to talk to her, and the nympho in her eyes could hardly be hidden.

How else can we say that Ji Yan is the central air conditioner?
He was ashamed to reject the girl at all, so he could only chat with the girl one after another, and kept looking at Ling Xing during the period, as if he was asking Ling Xing to help him out.

Ling Xing pretended to be invisible the whole time, and lowered his head to pick up the shrimp shells.

Just a joke, the person sitting here today has business dealings with her parents, whoever likes to do this kind of offending thing, anyway, she won't do it.

Jiang Wan occasionally took the time to look up and look at them. Seeing that Ji Yan and Ling Xing hadn't communicated the whole time, she looked a little anxious.

Ling Xing really can't figure it out, why does she always want to meddle in the affairs of their juniors as an elder?

Even if she doesn't play with Ji Yan anymore, she will always be Aunt Jiang in her heart, and this will not change no matter what.

It was almost 7 o'clock in the evening, and the atmosphere on the wine table had just ignited. Ling Xing was a little full, and ran out to digest the food by going to the bathroom, and she didn't want to go back after the digestion.

She really didn't want to see such a scene between adults.

There was nothing to do outside. When Ling Xing was about to go back, he saw Yu Pan washing dishes inside through the glass window on the first floor of the hotel.

Why is Yu Pan washing dishes here?
(End of this chapter)