Fast time travel: He made up for his mistakes in the plane

Wang Min fell ill, and the medicine prescribed by the clinic didn't help. His face was blue, and he was sent to the hospital in the end.

The doctor frowned when he saw the checklist, "How many laxatives have you taken, even if you lose weight, you can't do this. Laxation is useless. Fortunately, it was delivered early. If you are dehydrated, your life will be in danger."

Wang Min retorted subconsciously, "I didn't eat—"

Then the body froze.

Eyes straightened.

It's full of unbelievability.

Song Shi stood beside her, pretending not to see him.

The doctor took a look at her, wrote a prescription, and asked them to go down and pay for the medicine.

When she got home, Wang Min didn't speak anymore, her expression was exhausted, and Song Shi only answered with monosyllables when talking to her.

Usually, she would go to see Song Kang every once in a while, all kinds of hush, worry, and fear. When she came back today, she fell asleep after taking the medicine.

In the afternoon, I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

Ribs, fish and shrimp, and a bag of fresh seasonal fruits came back. Among them was a golden pillow that was bigger than the width of the brain. Through the thick shell, even Song Shi could smell a faint fragrance.

This.
He looked at Wang Min in surprise, "Why did you buy this back? Isn't it very expensive recently?"

The price, anyway, hurts.

Wang Min averted his eyes uncomfortably, instead of looking at him, he said, "So what if it's expensive? I can't afford it at home, and it's not like eating it every day. I'm looking for fresh ones. Can't I just buy one and try it out?"

"Okay, of course." Song Shi nodded.

Yuan Zha loves to eat durian.

Song An likes it too.

But Song Kang couldn't eat this thing, nor could he stand its smell.

In addition, it is expensive, so Wang Min basically does not buy it.

Today is really the sun coming out from the west.

Song Shi put the durian in the kitchen, and while handling the fish and shrimp, Wang Min asked him, "What time did Song An finish the exam?"

Song Shi glanced at the time, took the key and went out, "I'll pick him up."

An hour later, Wang Min received a call: "We won't come back for dinner, we'll eat outside, and we won't come back to sleep tonight."

"What's the matter, my meal is almost ready!" Wang Min was anxious.

Why did she prepare so much and buy such expensive durians? Isn't she feeling guilty that she can't say an apology and can only use actions to make up for her youngest son?

结果
Is Song An unwilling to forgive her?
Wronged to cry.

"Eat by yourself, let's not talk about it, we're at the restaurant." Song Shi hung up after finishing speaking.

He is quite impatient with the original scumbag wife.

Besides, Yuan Zha also had the same attitude towards his wife, he acted in his true colors, without any sense of disobedience.

Wang Min angrily threw the phone on the cooking table, and dumped all the peppers, green peppers, ginger, and garlic on the chopping board into the trash can. He was not happy that his good intentions were so ignored.

Song Kang went out to the kitchen to look for Wang Min after going to the bathroom, and then quickly backed out when he reached the door, covering his nose, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Everyone in the family can eat spicy food.

But he can't touch the spicy taste at all.

I also really hate the taste of seasonings such as onion, ginger and garlic.

So Wang Min usually cooks very carefully, for fear of breaking his taboo.

Not only that, "Why is it still smelly?"

Wang Min's hand holding the kitchen knife suddenly tightened. She lowered her eyes and tried to pull out a smile, "The kitchen smells bad. Go to the living room and watch TV. Mom will call you when the meal is ready."

Song Kang didn't doubt that he was there, so he agreed and left.

Soon, the sound of ding ding dong dong cutting vegetables came from the kitchen.

That night.

Wang Min lay on the bed tossing and turning.

In the evening, the mother-in-law and Song Kang both asked about the other two people. She was not feeling well and had no energy, so she responded casually.

The mother-in-law didn't say anything.

Song Kang showed a look of loss and injury, as if he had been abandoned.

In normal times, she must have comforted her heartbrokenly long ago, and casually scolded the horrible duo who made her precious son sad, but...
I really can't cuss.

She is willing to give, which is different from Song Kang taking the initiative to calculate.

It was like a thunderbolt had woken her up suddenly.

It turned out that she always needed to protect the disadvantaged son in her heart, but she just put away her sharp fangs, and when it came to interests, she would open her mouth and stretch out her claws to plunder.

Go, hurt a fellow brother.

Wang Min felt a little nauseous.

She had a poor appetite, so she put down her chopsticks and went back to her room after two mouthfuls.

Can't sleep.

I couldn't control my mind to review the game and investigate the root cause.

Tomorrow is the last day of exams.

Lao Song probably also worried about accidents.

After all, she is so uncomfortable, if it is Song An, there is absolutely no way to go to the examination room.

Oh Song Kang.
Song Kang couldn't sleep either.

He also prepared a backhand, but Song An was not at home, so it would be useless to prepare any more.

Song An passed the two days of the exam without any risk.

That night, I had the last dinner together with my classmates in high school.

He was not picked up until early in the morning.

Then came the dull summer vacation waiting for the results.

Song Kang fell ill twice again, and the results of the examination showed that his physical condition had deteriorated, but Song Shi did not mention the operation again, and strangely, Wang Min did not mention it either.

Doctors are even more unlikely.

This is not a body donation. For this kind of thing, if he says or does something wrong, he may get burned.

He is just a doctor.

Song Kang was in a hurry.

Song An was also caught under Song Shi's nose and was not allowed to go anywhere. If he was too boring, he was asked to help in the store. It took a lot of effort to tally and move the goods, and there was a ready-made free boring one. The big guy who has nowhere to spend is left unused, and the long grass is kept?
I have to say, people still need to exercise.

Song An didn't like to talk at first, but when a customer comes to buy things and asks you, you have to talk, you have to talk at the cashier, and you need to communicate when moving the goods.

Seeing that he did a good job, Song Shi handed everything over to him.

Song An: "."

To be honest, he didn't want to do it very much, but it was very hard for his father to support a family.

He is a kind boy.

And, it's better here than at home.

There is no need to face Song Kang’s resentful face at home, nor to listen to his mother’s deep sighs. Grandma will come over with a thermos when it’s meal time.

In the past 18 years, Song An only felt that the time in the store was quiet and beautiful. Although the body was tired, the heart was not tired.

Soon, it's time to check your grades.

Unsurprisingly, Song Kang was admitted to the hospital again that day, and Wang Min took care of her in undressed clothes. He was so busy that he was exhausted, so he couldn't remember the grades of his youngest son.

She also asked Song Shi to go too.

Song Shi sat motionless in the shop: "It's not like he's been sick for a day or two. Does he have to surround him with his whole family every time? You're fine. Do I still want to make money? If I don't work, he will take care of him." Where did Fei come from?"

Waving his hand, "You go first, just call if you have something to do, and it's not far away."

Wang Min hung up the phone angrily.

Score checking is crowded.

It took more than half an hour to log in to the computer and make a phone call before checking the score.

655.

not bad.

Song An stared blankly, "No, you can't make a mistake, right?"

He quickly checked again.

Still that much.

Song Shi asked him to call and ask the teacher if he was unsure.

Song An usually doesn't communicate much with the head teacher, but for the sake of the future, he gritted his teeth and called the teacher. A few minutes later, he put down the phone.

"How about it?"

"That's right, the teacher said my score was right." He was still a little dazed.

Song Shi smiled and rubbed his hair, "My son is really good." He took out an application guide from under the counter, "Let's see what school and major to apply for tonight, and then you can ask teacher."

".kindness."