Crazy criticism for her!Disabled Master Qin pampers her and coaxes her

Chapter 23 Meaning
I was homeless for three months.

Feng Mian's words echoed in everyone's ears. After everyone reacted, they all looked at her. Gong Xiuxiu looked at her worriedly, "Have you been homeless for three months? Why have you been homeless for three months?"

Everyone doesn't know why.

Qing Ling, who was in front of the TV, looked at Feng Mian's face on the TV and sighed.

He only found out later that she had been homeless for three months. He sometimes thought that it would have been better if he had not been in a car accident and met Feng Mian earlier.

In an independent ward, grandma also looked at Feng Mian's face on the TV and sighed, squeezing the sheets in her hands.

In Peach Blossom Pond, most of the cameras were aimed at Feng Mian.

"This is true. I was homeless for three months. I was young and frivolous at the time, and I had a conflict with my grandma. I got so angry that I ran away. I even ran very far away. In the end I didn't even think about it. Know the way home.

At that time, I thought I was very powerful, and I thought it would be okay if I didn’t go back, because my grandma always scolded me.I had made up my mind not to go home, so I kept walking aimlessly on the side of the road. When I was hungry, I dug through the trash cans, and when I was tired, I just found a place to sleep. Fortunately, it was summer, and it wasn't cold when I slept at night.

I just kept wandering around the city. At that time, surveillance in small towns was not very developed, and in some places there was none at all. My grandma called the police, and I ran into them several times, but the anger in my heart was not gone. Deliberately hiding.

Three months later, I fell ill and had a fever. I was rescued after I couldn't run away.After that time, my grandma and I never had many quarrels in person. From now on, if we had any conflicts, we would always make them clear in person. "

After hearing this story, everyone's eyes were a little complicated.

I didn't expect Feng Mian to be so angry.

"How old were you at that time? A child dared to run away from home." Jiang Ziwen asked.

Feng Mian smiled and said, "I was nine years old at that time, almost ten years old."

"No wonder you have such a bad temper."

No one asked her what she was asking. They only talked about her and grandma. Everyone knew that before that, they all thought that there was only one young lady in the Wan family.

[He ran away from home and had a very bad temper. ]
[I feel like I’m talking about me. I ran away from home before when I was this old. ]
[Children have bad tempers. This is normal. I used to always quarrel with my parents, and now I don’t have a good relationship with them. ]
[Me too.At least she said that her grandma would discuss anything with her later. My family is a feudal dictatorship.Not giving you a chance to express your opinion at all. ]
[So the question is, why are parents in our country basically unwilling to listen to their children? ]
[good question. ]
[Good questions, but no good answers, and they won’t even say them. ]
The barrage was all about his family. Looking at the content on the barrage, Qing Ling felt that he was lucky. Although his parents died young, his grandfather was very good to him and did not want to be as feudal as other old people. On the contrary , he is very open-minded, he will support whatever he likes, and there is no infighting in other families, and he is the only one in the Qin family.

The little cousin has a relatively weak blood relationship. He doesn't need to deal with the schemes of his family at all. He only needs to deal with the monsters and monsters in the mall seriously.

It's a pity that he didn't fulfill his filial duty properly in his previous life and just let his grandfather worry about him.Qing Ling was lost in thought, thinking about how to have a good relationship with his grandfather.

To be honest, neither of them is the kind of hypocritical person. It's not suitable for them to cry with tears in their hands. They still have to think of other ways.

While he was thinking, one round of Feng Mian's game was over, Jiang Ziwen lost, and several of Gong Xiu, Feng Mian and the others were close to death.

"If I lose, I'll sing a song for everyone."

Jiang Ziwen's a cappella performance was quite good. At the end of the song, there was thunderous applause.

It took a long time to complete this circle, but everyone was full after eating melons. The game came to an end for the time being, and we chatted about eating and eating.

"This feeling is still very shocking. I always feel that I am completing a dialogue across time and space with people from the past." Wanfeng looked around and whispered.

Nantang nodded.

"Indeed, the older something is, the more shocking it is when it appears in front of you. In the past, I would see photos of the Terracotta Warriors and the Great Wall on TV and in newspapers, but the visual shock of those photos is different from how you are actually standing there. What that thing brings to you is not on the same level.

Standing there, I will marvel at how those people built these things in such a place with nothing. When standing in the former residence of Mr. Lu Xun, I will also imagine what kind of mentality and expression he had when he wrote those words. Sitting here, I can also sympathize with Li Bai's excitement when he was about to leave and suddenly saw his friend wanted to send him off.This is also the reason why I prefer to visit ancient places. It makes me feel excited and want to cry. "

"Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered. Didn't someone say that he saw fingerprints on the terracotta warriors and horses? When I saw it, I was wowed in my heart. These great works were really made by the hands of those craftsmen at that time. Made, this work has warmth and life, unlike some things now that are made by machines." Jun Qi Xiaodao.

Sun Qianqian clapped her hands repeatedly, "Ah, yes, I have seen this before. Who would have thought that there are fingerprints on the terracotta warriors and horses. But I forgot the name of that person. Who among you knows?"

"I know this. He is a cultural relics photographer from the Imperial Mausoleum, named Zhao Zhen. He cried so much that I cried so much. It was then that I became interested in photography, and later I basically used the camera to record my life. Joys, sorrows, joys and daily life." Huang Yaner's emotions gradually became excited.

"We are going to visit the rice paper place tomorrow to make rice paper, right? I'm looking forward to it. Our program is of great significance. Future generations will continue to make progress based on the work of their predecessors, connect the past, and open up the future. "Gong Xiuxiu nodded, agreeing with what everyone said before.

[Well said, it is another day to love the motherland and motherland culture. ]
[Zhao Zhen made me burst into tears at the time. It was so heartbreaking. ]
[After I came out, I really regretted that I didn’t study history, which I was best at at that time. Instead, I followed my parents’ arrangements and chose science and finally studied computer science. Now that I have graduated and become a programmer, I suddenly feel so uncomfortable and envious. Those children who have not yet had the college entrance examination and can freely choose subjects, ah ah ah, why did we not have education reform at that time, cry to death. ]
[History is digging in the soil, and I am drifting by...]
[Hey, I haven’t taken the college entrance examination yet~]

　Children should not study or run away from home!Children should not study or run away from home!Children should not study or run away from home!

　　
　
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