Zhutian Film and Television: Happiness starts from childhood

Chapter 55
The three of them all had a great time during the trip to the planetarium. Qiao Yingzi saw her favorite model airplane and ate the strawberry ice cream she had longed for.

Zhao Hao was also very happy. She flirted with Song Qian while Yingzi was not paying attention, and when Yingzi went to the bathroom, she gently pulled Song Qian's hand while no one was around.

Maybe it was because he was in a public place, and just holding his little hand made him excited for a long time.

Song Qian beside him also felt the same way as him. Just holding her hand felt like she had run a marathon, her cheeks were flushed and shy, and she was very charming.

After coming out of the planetarium, Zhao Hao treated mother and daughter to a seafood dinner before returning to Shuxiang Yayuan together.

In order to avoid suspicion, Zhao Hao did not choose to send the mother and daughter home this time. Instead, he said goodbye to them directly at the entrance of the underground parking lot and turned around to go home alone.

After he left, Song Qian and her daughter walked side by side to her home, and at the same time carefully reminded:

"Yingzi, the results of your mock test this week were sent to my mobile phone. You performed well, but your math score was more than ten points lower than the previous average.

If you have nothing to do in the afternoon, just read a book and do math problems at home. Anyway, you have been playing for two days. "

Qiao Yingzi, who was in a state of excitement, suddenly felt disappointed when he heard this. He pursed his lips and nodded unhappily.

Seeing her daughter lower her head, Song Qian couldn't help but feel nervous. She put her arms around her daughter's shoulders and whispered softly:

"Mom no longer requires you to study at night, nor does she require you to apply for Qingbei, but I think you are a senior in high school and should work harder.

Do you think I'll listen to my mother and study until five o'clock this afternoon? "

In the past, Song Qian would not use a negotiating tone to beg her daughter to study. She would put a set of papers in front of her daughter's desk with a straight face and ask her to finish the papers carefully before going to bed.

It wasn't until she learned that her daughter was about to collapse that she began to wake up. Coupled with Zhao Hao's persuasion during this period, she slowly changed her education methods and worked hard to repair the increasingly prominent conflicts with her daughter.

Hearing her mother's kind discussion with her, Qiao Yingzi also felt a little sour in her heart. She knew that her mother had been trying not to be too demanding on her studies recently, and even deliberately let herself go to bed early.

As a senior in high school, most people have the same demands on themselves on weekends as they do in school, but few people like her play all day long.

Maybe, I really should restrain myself, study hard, consolidate my achievements, and strive towards my favorite major in the target college.

After Qiao Yingzi did some psychological construction for herself, she turned her head and looked at her mother, and said very resolutely:

"Mom, I listen to you. I will study hard and be strict with myself when I get home. I will definitely get into the university of my choice when I take the college entrance examination."

Seeing her daughter put away her lively and playful look and turn into such a determined look, Song Qian's lips showed a smile, and she touched the top of her daughter's head happily.

The mother and daughter looked at each other and smiled, and the gap in their hearts was reduced a lot. With their relationship repaired, they walked home together hand in hand.

Zhao Hao on the other side returned home alone, lying on the sofa a little tired, wanting to chat with Li Meng, but she was too busy at work, and she had to make a form to arrange work for the next week on the weekend.

In the daily life of the couple, Zhao Hao would often send a message, and Li Meng would reply more than ten minutes later. As soon as they chatted for a few words, she would receive a call from the student's parents, and she would be very busy.

Zhao Hao, who was left out in the cold, had no choice but to use his computer to watch old movies to relieve his boredom. He also held a glass of iced Coke in his hand, and occasionally caught up with Li Meng to chat when he was free.

Just 10 minutes into watching the movie, his cell phone rang on the sofa.

I thought it was Li Meng's reply, but when I picked up my phone and looked at it, I realized it was a message from Tong Wenjie, the female neighbor upstairs.

"at home?"

"Yes, sister!"

"I just made some butter bread and sent some to Song Qian's family. I also left one for you. If you are at home, I will send it to you." "The fried noodles made by my sister are so delicious. I believe in the bread." It must be delicious too, I’m already looking forward to it.”

"Wait a minute, I'll bring it down for you to try."

Not three minutes after the two ended their chat, Zhao Hao saw Tong Wenjie walking out of the elevator wearing a tight black skirt. She was holding a brown paper bag with a bulging piece of bread in it.

"Hey, are you waiting for me outside?" Tong Wenjie said with a sweet smile.

Zhao Hao smiled, looked at her seriously and replied:
"You can only make up for it with attitude if you receive salary for nothing."

Tong Wenjie was very impressed by his considerate gesture. She handed him the bread in her hand with a smile and reminded:
"It's freshly baked, try one and see how it goes."

Zhao Hao took the bread bag with both hands and warmly invited her to come and sit at home.

It happened that Tong Wenjie had nothing to do today, so she nodded and agreed, and the two of them walked into the house together.

As soon as he walked into the living room, Zhao Hao placed Tong Wenjie on the sofa, placed the bread bag on the dining table, and walked to the kitchen to make coffee.

He carried two cups of coffee and took out two pieces of warm bread, came to the living room, and said a little embarrassedly:

"Sister, I borrowed your flowers to offer you this Buddha."

Hearing this, Tong Wenjie raised her lips slightly, took the coffee from him with a smile, and said softly:

"This is considered afternoon tea for the two of us."

The two of them sat on the long sofa, two feet apart, with a cup of coffee and a piece of bread in front of them, and in the middle was a laptop playing a movie.

Zhao Hao took a bite of the steaming bread, and the sweet taste immediately filled his taste buds.The bread made by Tong Wenjie is soft, fragrant and sweet, much more delicious than those made by bakeries outside.

He swallowed the bread into his stomach, closed his eyes and savored it, saying, "It's sweet and delicious. After one bite, I feel like my life has not been in vain."

"I've praised it so much, but it's not so delicious." Tong Wenjie smiled brightly, lowered her head and took a bite of the bread she made.The taste is indeed good, but certainly not to the point where one bite will make you feel like your life has been lived in vain.

"Is it delicious?" Zhao Hao looked into Tong Wenjie's eyes and asked.

"I didn't perform abnormally this time. If you like it, I'll bake some for you in two days." Tong Wenjie spoke easily but with a smile on her face.

In a simple lively atmosphere, the atmosphere between the two became closer. Tong Wenjie talked more, holding a small pillow in her arms and chatting with Zhao Haochang.

Fangyuan took Fang Yifan to an art exam class and could not come back until after lunch. Her nephew Lin Leier was studying in her room and refused to come out except to eat and go to the toilet. She baked bread to pass the boring time.

Zhao Hao pressed one hand on the back of the sofa, turned around to face her, and listened quietly to her telling her inner thoughts.

Unknowingly, Tong Wenjie started talking about her child's study, then about marriage, and finally about work.

"I still like to hear you talk about ways to deal with bad guys in the workplace. It's fun to listen to it." Tong Wenjie sighed as she looked at Zhao Hao with a smile and narrowed her big eyes.

"Then will you practice it after listening to it?" Zhao Hao asked with a smile as he looked at her close at hand.

Tong Wenjie pressed her face against the back of the sofa and smiled inexplicably.

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(End of this chapter)