To Be His Dream Girl

Children are angels

Xiaochen chooses a parrot.

Parrot is not big, temper is not small, in front of his master's face obediently long, did not expect to start after home arrogant. The grey one has been jumping up and down in the cage. I heard that it is a Macaw and will grow very big in the future.

He Xinying couldn't figure out why her son had so many lovely kittens and puppies. She didn't like them and preferred the aggressive birds.

No, she just added some water to the tray in her cage out of kindness, and the parrot pecked her fingers mercilessly.

"Hiss..."

Xiaochen is young and tender. When she is pecked, she will probably bleed directly. At that time, she will be angry and give the parrot to the wild cat.

This made her not allow Xiaochen to get close to it.

"Don't be angry, mom. It's just that it doesn't adapt to a strange environment," Xiaochen said, looking at the gray little thing with a sympathetic face. "It's good to wait until you are familiar with it. It's said that you can teach it to talk. It's so smart."

"Do you want no one to talk to you at home? Do you want to talk to Parrots?" He Xinying feels sad. She and Shen Junquan are a little busy these days, and they really feel aggrieved.

Listening to her son's sad reasons, she would think she was an incompetent mother.

"No, but isn't it cool to have a talking parrot?" Xiaochen thinks that in the future, there will be a talking parrot on her shoulder, which can make eyes everywhere and add fun to the ordinary life.

"they are very powerful everywhere, but I have them, and the uncle said that it can live for a long time."

The original one is to face, but to avoid separation.

He Xinying laments that this child is worthy of the second grade period. She likes cool things most and the feeling of being worshipped by children of the same age most. She can only comfort herself in her heart. Xiaochen now misses kindergarten because of her "popularity".

Helplessly shaking her head, he Xinying no longer thought about it.

"You can train it well at home. When it listens to you, maybe it will help you when your parents have conflicts with you."

"Yes."

Xiaochen's expression of "I didn't think of it" filled her eyes with longing. The little thing didn't know his fate, so he looked at him and shrunk back.

Such a counsellor, but let he Xinying have inspiration, "want to have a good name?"

Xiaochen shakes his head. He only goes to kindergarten, and his vocabulary is still in a very scarce period. It's really difficult for him to think of a nice name now.

So he Xinying achieved her goal and said with a bad smile, "let's call it baohao!"

What's up?

"It's timid. It must be a bully in the future. What's the package? Son, I believe my mother is right. This name is very vivid and catchy. When you call it, many people will turn back. " Xiaochen is very excited when he hears that he likes the feeling of being valued. "Is it true what his mother said?"

The answer is in the affirmative.

So the little guy would like to jump on two laps and shout "counsellor bag" "counsellor bag" "you have a new name, counsellor bag!" to the little things in the cage

He Xinying, who had achieved her goal, laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up.

He Xinying left step by step after carefully telling her son what to pay attention to, never opening the cages or putting her hand in them.

She went to the hospital.

She hasn't been here for a long time since the video spread on the Internet. Now once again step here, quite a kind of right and wrong exclamation.

When she was in the car, she was worried that someone would recognize her, and she might have to surround her like last time. He Xinying angrily said "fair words". He even thought of the best "escape route" to avoid these people, but she didn't get a chance.

Along the way, except for a few people who took a look at her, most of them were busy with their own business, such as staring at the front in a daze, sleeping regardless of their image, eating like a wolf, and talking on the phone with a smile. Everyone was under pressure and didn't have much time to pay attention to others.

Shen Junquan is right. The heat of an event is only three days at most. After three days, as long as no one is willing to help, no one will notice.

Few people will pay attention to the people next to them when they are full. They have so many things to do. Where can they have the time and energy?

"Mom, everything is fine here. Don't worry. Well, stay at home with dad."

At the corner, a girl on the phone alone catches her attention. He Xinying stops and attracts her not the content of the call, but her abdomen.

The other side's abdomen slightly bulged, according to her experience, it should have been about three months. However, if she read it correctly, the guide sign on their head clearly said "abortion room", with an arrow pointing to the inside."I have money. I've made a lot of money. I've sent a lot of money home. You can spend money and enjoy yourself. You don't have to worry about me."

It's calm, it's not emotional.

He Xinying looks at the bright tears in her eyes and the tears on her face. She thinks that her throat is sore and she can't bear the burning sensation.

This kind of silent crying, is the most hurt, but also the most pain to the depths.

She knew everything, so she couldn't turn a blind eye.

Standing there, quietly waiting for the other party to hang up the phone, watching the young woman staring out of the window in a daze, or waiting for the abortion room to call her name, or thinking about whether to jump from here.

He Xinying went up and patted her on the back. The other side stopped and turned her head.

"I'm sorry, I've got the wrong person." He Xinying smiles awkwardly. The girl didn't expect that someone would meet her. Her red eyes opened wider when she was frightened, but she realized something in the next second and wiped her tears in a hurry.

"It doesn't matter." Choking voice, with just the voice of light clouds are different from two people.

He Xinying sighs in her heart that if she were the girl's parents, she would be angry to death one day when she knew the truth. They are the apple of their eye held by their parents, but they have to suffer for a man.

"You're standing here, you're going there?"

I can't bear to say the word "stream of people". He Xinying points to the guide card.

The girl saw it and nodded.

"Why?"

She is not related to this girl, and there is no reason to ask in-depth, but naturally warm up.

When the girl looks at her, her helplessness is almost written on her face. He Xinying, also a woman, gives her a strong sense of security, so she is willing to talk to her.

"No, no money. I'm sorry for him."

"For that reason?"