Come To the Question

Song Man accompanied her parents at home for half a month. Song Qinglan never bowed her head. Tong Yiran came to visit and hoped that Song Zici would accept it.

"Auntie, you don't have to worry if it's the issue of the heir. With the current technology, there are already cases where two egg cells have grown into embryos."

No matter what Tong Yiran said, Song Zici just kept a cold expression and invited people out after Tong Yiran had nothing to say.

Song Man didn't understand, since the heir is not the problem, Song Qinglan's ability is not the problem, the relationship between them is not the problem, why is the mother unwilling to let go, is the public opinion outside so terrible, it's just that there is a lover of the same gender , Is it more abhorrent than murder and arson, and to be pointed at by others?

"Your mother is competing with your sister."

Xu Qinglang sighed, feeling a little helpless in this situation.

"It's not a question of starting."

The conflict between the mother and daughter broke out completely, asking Song Zici how to swallow her breath to accept this matter.

Song Man felt that it was very complicated. This kind of problem was much more complicated than a math problem. She could only hold Chu Fengqiu and sigh.

"There must be a compromise between them."

Chu Fengqiu poured a cup of soy milk for Song Man and touched Song Man's soft hair.

"I don't think it will be Song Qinglan."

Song Man leaned on Chu Fengqiu and was a little worried.

She knows Song Qinglan, and she will never look back on the decision she makes.

"Old Chu, do you think we should come out after the college entrance examination?"

"You can tell the good father-in-law and the good mother-in-law first. On the uncle and aunt's side, you can wait for a while, when I have enough confidence to be responsible for your life."

Chu Fengqiu has always liked to be thoughtful and thoughtful. She doesn't like to talk empty words. If she comes up with something practical, it should be accepted by Song Man's parents.

"Yep!"

Song Man nodded, Song Qinglan and her mother were still at a stalemate because of this matter, maybe saying that at that time would only bring about unsatisfactory results.

Spring and autumn come, time rushes by, the mountains in Qingcheng are green and dry, and in a blink of an eye it is another winter.

Song Man and Chu Fengqiu have already entered their third year of high school. At the end of this winter, they will enter the final stage of high school.

"Hello, President, and hello Xuejie Song."

The passing members of the student council greeted Chu Fengqiu, and also greeted Song Man.

Chu Fengqiu nodded slightly, and continued to walk on the campus with Song Man.

"Is that Senior Sister Song from the Student Union? Why have I never seen her before? Do you know her?"

Chen Meng curiously asked the Vice Minister of Discipline Department that she had just said hello, and she remembered the president's face.

"I don't know, but our minister said that the good-looking short-haired girl walking next to the president is usually Sister Song who didn't run away. If you say hello, the president will impress you with extra points."

"Hey, it can still be like this!"

Song Man and Chu Fengqiu didn't know that the person who had just passed by was discussing them in a low voice behind their backs, and looked at the familiar campus with some emotion.

"I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, we are already senior sisters, and we are not far away."

"When we met, it was still a freshman in high school."

Song Mandu didn't quite remember what day and what happened when she and Chu Fengqiu met, but only remembered how they met. After all, the two buildings donated by their family were still there to remind her.

"Well, it's the first year of high school."

When Chu Fengqiu spoke, she was a little colder than the first year of high school. After becoming the president, she was a little more capable.

Song Man hasn't changed much compared to before, but he is more calm and reserved than before, but he still often sleeps in class, which makes teachers love and hate.

Compared with Chu Fengqiu's serious attitude, Song Man is a talented contestant, so the teachers can't wait to press her on the chair to write the question, and suffer the eyes of the classmates every day.

"Time flies so fast."

"The volunteer wall should be posted next semester, and the coming-of-age ceremony is also on the agenda."

Chu Fengqiu whispered about the plan for the second half of the school year and walked all the way to the class.

It was not until they got to the class that they shook hands.

The people in the class were accustomed to this pair of tyrants being greasy and crooked. When they were sitting in their seats, they took the exercise book and went to the question item.

It is already the third year of high school, and the students in the class are getting more and more nervous, and the teacher's resources are limited, so in this case, everyone will ask about the good grades, and the double king in the class is naturally their first choice.

However, what they prefer is the squad leader Chu Fengqiu, Song Man is very puzzled.

"Could it be that you can't keep up with my problem-solving ideas?"

Song Man can understand the math problem, but the question is why she didn't ask her about biochemistry, the specific knowledge is there, and Song Man can't play a flower, there is no understanding.

The students were hesitant to speak, with complicated expressions.

"I don't know why, but you always give me the feeling that I'm a retard."

The classmate who spoke said tremblingly, and the others nodded in agreement.

Song Man wasn't mocking his face, and he was very patient, but the fear of being crushed by IQ was lingering in his heart, perhaps because the expression on Song Man's face was too relaxed, in short, it made people feel autistic in comparison.

Chu Fengqiu laughed lightly when he heard the words, but it wasn't that exaggerated, but Song Man was used to talking about topics without being sloppy, just talking about the main points. Some people are confused and find it difficult to understand.

Song Man: …………

Okay, what else can I say, Song Man can only go to the question bank to guide the students who are asking the question.

And this scene fell into the eyes of others, and it was a scene of a school tyrant playing games on a mobile phone, and the mood was even more sour.

In the evening, Song Man did not go back with Chu Fengqiu. They had already agreed that Song Man would go home to eat today.

Song Man didn't really want to go home. It wasn't that he didn't want to go back to accompany his parents, but he felt a little pressured. Before, her mother had already asked her if she wanted to major in finance, and even gave her a few management books.

Song Man's head has grown, she is really not interested in that, Song Man is really afraid that her mother wants to train her to be the second Song Qinglan or the second her.

Originally, her mother didn't have such an idea, but Song Qinglan didn't look back like she was determined, so she turned her attention to her.

Song Man has always been paying attention to Song Qinglan's movements. After Song Qinglan left home, instead of starting a business and starting a company, she went to paint and play the piano.

Song Man was shocked when she heard the news. Song Qinglan was a little unaccustomed to her sudden edification of her sentiments. Then she found that Song Qinglan really did a job and loved it, and even participated in painting exhibitions. Song Man is a layman, but she also thinks it looks good. .

It seems that things have suddenly turned around. Song Man really can't avoid the position of heir, and she doesn't want this matter to become her responsibility and burden, but she also knows clearly that if Song Qinglan doesn't come back, she will be responsible for all this. undertake.

Sure enough, while eating, the mother brought up the topic again, and was fooled by Song Man giggling.

"This is something that others can't ask for, how come it's like a hot potato when it comes to you."

Song Zici was also a little tired. After she had done it a long time ago, she handed over her property to her eldest daughter, so that the younger daughter could be free, but now that she has done this, the number of times she sighed has increased.

"Mom, everyone has their own aspirations, right Dad."

Song Man gestured frantically at his father, sending out a distress signal.

"Your mother is right."

Xu Qinglang stood on his wife's side with a helpless expression.

He works with his wife, and naturally knows his wife's hard work and dedication. If Qinglan really decides not to come back, Manman will have to bear all of it.

If the fullness is still the same as before, perhaps the wife's expectations will not be so high.

He tried to persuade him from time to time. It has been effective for so long. Knowing that his wife is just stubborn, he once again found out that she was looking up the **** bill and IVF.

After Song Man returned home, he lay dead on the bed.

Chu Fengqiu was used to her state, filled the bathtub with water, dripped essential oils, and called Song Man to take a bath together.

The bathtub was big enough for two people to lie on. Song Man's legs were on Chu Fengqiu's body. Chu Fengqiu was massaging the soles of Song Man's feet, and when they got itchy, Song Man couldn't hold back and laughed.

"Old Chu, itchy."

Song Man's feet raised the water, and Chu Fengqiu wrapped it in his palm again.

"Be happy."

"I can't be happy when I think about that. I'm afraid my mother will ask me to apply for finance when I volunteer."

"If you really don't want to, then stick to doing what you like. If you choose something that makes you feel unhappy at all, everything will be painful after that. Auntie is still very young."

"And your ability to learn so fast, if you really get to that step, just accept it."

Song Man patted the water, thinking too.

"If Song Qinglan really doesn't come back, then I have to accept it sooner or later. Then I will do what I like first."

Song Man just made a decision like this, but it turned out that the decision had not been three months, so he didn't have to insist.

Because Song Qinglan is back!

This matter is led by Xu Qinglang and Tong Yiran together, so that the mother and daughter can be relieved of each other, at least not to be enemies.

Song Manliu was the happiest person in this matter. He was so happy and undisguised that Song Qinglan's mouth twitched.

After Song Qinglan came back, the college entrance examination was not far away.

In the final sprint stage, the class was no longer chatting, everyone was studying hard, and it was quiet between classes.

Song Man didn't sleep in class either, for fear of stimulating other classmates who stayed up late to do their homework, and swiped with the enhanced version of the questions.

There is a reason why Song Man is so motivated, not only because she wants to get a good grade in the test, but also because she made a bet with Chu Fengqiu.

Whoever has a low score in the test will have to wear a maid costume and play role-playing for a day.

This was Song Man's suggestion. After all, she still misses Chu Fengqiu's Bai Si.

Before, Chu Fengqiu still fulfilled what Bai Si had promised her, giving Song Man a big surprise.

However, she really only wore a piece of white silk, and her legs were long, slender and straight, which made Song Man excited for a day.

For this proposal, Chu Fengqiu readily agreed.

If you can see the maid pretending to be Song Man... Chu Fengqiu just thinks about things that don't exist.

The countdown days posted on the wall were decreasing day by day, until the number became 1, and the head teacher came to the stage to give his final speech.

Many classmates secretly wiped their tears, and Song Man felt very moved when he heard it.

"Tomorrow, students must not be late. Take the admission ticket and scribble pen. You must use a black signature pen for writing. There will be a bus to pick up the school tomorrow. Drive on time, everyone must not be late."

The head teacher asked repeatedly on the stage, his eyes fell on everyone.

"Then I wish you all a good performance tomorrow, worthy of your past efforts, worthy of your future prospects, worthy of your own worthy of your heart, today you are proud of No. 1 High School, and tomorrow No. 1 High School will be proud of you! Classmates See you in the exam room tomorrow."

"goodbye teacher!"

Forty students said in unison. After the teacher left, the students sat down to say goodbye and left their signatures on the blackboard.

Song Man left his name on it, and next to her name was Chu Fengqiu's name.

"Goodbye monitor, goodbye Song boss."

The most active boy in the class who often came to ask questions opened his mouth, and some echoed, and some loudly thanked other classmates who had helped.

Song Man looked at them and curled the corners of his lips.

"Bye now."

After leaving this classroom, this familiar place no longer belongs to them.

The short journey is over, this life is still very long.