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At the end of the semester, I called my mother to A City. I finished taking the medicine for three months, and I wanted her to do a detailed review, so I didn't allow her to have anything to do.

She obeyed my opinion this time and came here with Sister Li within a few days. Sister Li still ignored me, but I am grateful to her. She took good care of her mother, but it didn't matter how she did to me.

We went to the hospital the day after the exam. Dr. Yang helped us arrange everything, which made me feel much more at ease.

What is very happy is [31 Novel Network]. The examination results are very good, and my mother can even reduce the dosage of medicine. And she even said she wanted to go shopping, go shopping in the supermarket, and cook in person at night. I was really scared, and was scared by this positive change. Of course, in order to prevent her from suddenly changing her mind, I immediately nodded vigorously.

My mother said that the cooking class teacher said she had a talent for cooking and must show me her skills, but I still brought four boxes of instant noodles when I was buying pasta in the supermarket. Forgive me, I really can't imagine Ms. Gu wearing an apron to bring out fragrant food from the kitchen.

I started to move anxiously and helped everyone to get soup.

When my mother saw my entangled expression, she smiled and shook her head, "If Gu Nuanyue was the daughter of an ordinary family, she might be able to make a Manchu and Han banquet now, or she is like a fish in the workplace, but unfortunately, it's not. I don't need to consider oil, salt, firewood, rice, water, electricity, I have too much time to think about some inexplicable things to be sad and deceiving myself."

My mother's eyes were extremely bright, and tears flashed in the eyes of the other three people on the table.

We stayed in City A for a month and then returned to the small town together.

Since the French class I attended had courses during the summer vacation, I only stayed in the small town for two weeks and came back again, with Mrs. Liu.

When I arrived at the community, I saw Yanhe again.

It was a lonely face, I know he had suffered repeated setbacks recently and even sued for lawsuits.

I invited him to sit in the house, but he hesitated for a moment and agreed.

"You know everything," he held the teacup, looking a little dazed, "What happened to me recently."

He did not complain or appeal to me, but the poor and poor literati smell on his face became heavier and heavier.

I said to him seriously: "Yanhe, you can be poor but not sour, you can be sour but not poor at the same time. Poverty and sour can only choose one, otherwise you deserve to be looked down upon."

He listened to me quietly, and nodded silently.

I talked with him very late, talking about ideals, reality, life, and finally let him stay at my house for one night.

Mrs. Liu helped him clean up a guest room and said with a smile: "This guest room in our house is not simple. First, Song Yunzhe came to live, and then a great director came to live."

Yanhe asked urgently: "You mean, Song Yunzhe has lived here?"

He walked very fast when he went upstairs, and I was curious why he was so anxious.

I was preparing the materials I needed to take in French class tomorrow. Sister Liu brought me fruit. After she told me to rest early, she casually said: "That child is really distressing. His career is not developing well. Recently, the newspaper said that he is homosexual."

I always think it's weird, but what's the weirdness?

"Sister Liu, please help me take the hat on the head of the bed. Remember to ask Yanhe to take it away tomorrow."

"Is that his?" Mrs. Liu asked.

"Um."

What I like most about Mrs. Liu is that she will never try to find anything from me. When I am willing to say it, she listens carefully, and when I am unwilling to say it, she seems like nothing happened.
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