After living for a lifetime, Song Yang was not prepared to let go of his desires and indulge in his voice.

He didn't go to the sauna when he asked to sing, but he was steaming seriously.

At this moment, the only innocence left is the most rare. This is actually the part of emotion. Song Yang’s greatest expectation for this era.

Lin Qixia’s view of him is just a reaction that a mother would definitely have in this era.

Who made Song Yang a little too evil? Who made Lin Qixia the lone wolf who protected her daughter? Who made Chen Qingxue so firm and brave?

The reply was sent out, and Song Yang was not in a hurry. Anyway, he called her house to ask about the situation in the evening.

Next, he still printed his handwritten manuscripts and the pictures drawn by Dai Can through the printing factory at his own pace.

He wanted to appear in front of the township enterprise of Weifang Wire Garment Factory with a formal and professional image and as a local high-level student in Weifang.

Last year, Yan Dafangzheng launched the first Chinese color laser illumination system.

What Weifang woolen clothing factory wants to collect is logo, so of course it must have color.

Song Yang also asked Dai Can to draw a lot of application scene pictures, all of which were ready to be typed and bound into a book.

"Only ten volumes are printed?"

Yanda has a publishing house itself, and Qin Yue'e works in the library and helps introduce a factory.

Now people think they have heard it wrong, so Bian Kai, who accompanied Song Yang, couldn't help but look at Song Yang, and he was very confused.

The cost of making plates is very high. The printing volume is so small, the cost of each volume is very high.

Even if Song Yang wants to print some business cards, it will cost a lot of money.

Song Yang couldn't help but miss the later computers and printers.

But there is no way, now there is only the technical conditions.

"The plate making and booting costs are the best!" Song Yang didn't care about this little money. After all, it was related to whether the entire business of selling suits and giving BP machines could be completed. "As long as I can achieve the effect I want!"

The person from this small printing factory looked at Bian Kai, and he could only smile and said, "Help help!"

People are willing to spend money, as long as they can make money, what is there for the printing factory to refuse?

After paying the money with him, Bian Kai couldn't help but say, "Are you sure you can choose such a big book?"

"It must be sure."

Song Yang did spend a lot of money in this breath.

The single plate is made and only printed is so small. The cost of each volume is more than 70 yuan.

Twenty years later, it would be equivalent to spending thousands of dollars to print a brochure, and it would cost nearly ten thousand yuan to print ten books!

So Bian Kai couldn't understand why Song Yang had to do this. He just thought that he could just use the manuscripts painted by Dai Can to show them to others, and at most he could just make the text content into a printed booklet.

Why bother with pictures and texts?

Song Yang cannot get the finished product immediately. After communicating with the layout method, he has to wait for three days.

This is because he has enough money, and his relationship with friends has exacerbated.

Bian Kai felt that he was under a strong impact. Should he be able to make money like this, or should he be able to make money because he dares to spend money like this?

He didn't know that Song Yang was rushing for a profit of hundreds of thousands of dollars later.

Lin Qixia was also under a strong impact and kept thinking in a daze.

I have to admit that Song Yang's words made her doubt herself.

From the way of raising Chen Qingxue to the reactions he has now faced with his daughter's emotional problems, they have begun to shake.

Because she was worried about Chen Qingxue at home, she called several times.

Every time, Chen Qingxue responded in a low voice, not asking Song Yang whether he had gone or not, what was going on now.

This made Lin Qixia have to admit that Song Yang was very accurate in his reaction to Chen Qingxue.

She was probably in a dilemma and wasn't she worried?

If she wants her to resist her mother? She can’t do such a thing. If she wants her to suppress her feelings, the deeper she will be.

Looking at the letter, Lin Qixia had no intention of looking at the store anymore. She simply closed the door and went home after a while before dusk.

Because I called in advance and said that as soon as I entered the house, I saw Chen Qingxue cooking and cooking, looking well-behaved and pleasing to her mother to make her feel better.

"...Mom, come on." Lin Qixia couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and went over to untie her apron, "Did he call in the afternoon?"

Chen Qingxue froze immediately, shook her head quickly, and then looked at Lin Qixia nervously.

"He replied to you, in my bag. Let's see what he wrote in his reply first, mom didn't peek."

Regardless of whether he would tell Qingxue to write her a reply, he would not throw the letter directly or read it first and then deal with it. Despite this, Lin Qixia felt a little relieved when she heard that Song Yang did not call her home directly.

"I'll tell you after reading it!" Chen Qingxue said that, and then hurried out of the kitchen.

Lin Qixia was in a state of ease wearing an apron, and she even burned her fingers in a daze.

Although he couldn't help but screamed in pain, he did not shock Chen Qingxue.

Looking at the kitchen door, she was not in the living room, so she must have closed the door in the bedroom.

Lin Qixia silently cooked the dishes and brought them to the table and called her before Chen Qingxue came out of the room.

"Eat first."

Lin Qixia didn't ask at first, but Chen Qingxue picked up the vegetables for her, and then said carefully: "He just told me... how he started to like me. And... he told me not to worry, saying there is a way to change your opinion of him..."

Looking at the old Gao's vegetables piled up in front of him, Lin Qixia sighed: "What's the solution? It's just to tell me not to be so stubborn first? Qingxue, do you also think that your mother is too stubborn? The one in your eyes is not what I said, right?"

Chen Qingxue had dinner silently.

Lin Qixia looked at her daughter and remembered what she said when she was in junior high school before when she was in junior high school: The child was a little introverted and timid, and there were few friends.

Why did she, who was originally timid, take the initiative to express her feelings to the boy? Why didn’t she listen to what she said?

What kind of suffering is also a nutritional part of life...silly child.

Both of them fell silent and finished the meal quietly.

Lin Qixia didn't want to come to read the letter by herself in the end, but when she saw her daughter packing up the dishes and going to wash, she said, "Qingxue, Mom doesn't want you to suffer in the future, nor does she want you to blame me. I've stopped you, and if you still want to fly into the flames, Mom has no choice. I have said everything I should say, raise you to be a human being, and the future path will be yourselves. Sooner or later, you will be gone. You have to see the way yourself and think more."

Chen Qingxue's face suddenly turned pale with her bowl, and she looked at Lin Qixia's red eyes.

Lin Qixia laughed gently instead: "Just talk a little more and don't think about it. You should make the decision on the matter between you and that child. Mom opens the store well. You are happy, mom is happy for you. If you are sad, come to find mom again."

Chen Qingxue's tears dripped down, and she nodded to wash the dishes.

Lin Qixia seemed to feel relieved and did not stop her daughter from trying to wash dishes.

She silently went back to the room and looked at the photo pressing on the table. Her husband smiled gently in the photo. Lin Qixia's fingers slowly passed by the glass, and shed tears in her eyes.

If he is still there, he won't have to be so embarrassed by this alone.

What can a mother do? A girl cannot help but be a mother.

That child has become a sperm. Lin Qixia is not a human inside and outside, what else can she do?

The last thing she could do was to be a safe haven after she was injured.

After a while, he heard the door being knocked. After Chen Qingxue came in, she saw her wiping her eyes, and she cried uneasy when she hugged her tightly.

Lin Qixia forced a smile: "Mom is serious, no matter what happens. Why do I feel sad if I don't care about you?"

Chen Qingxue was sobbing and unable to speak.

Lin Qixia gently stroked her back: "Mom just doesn't care whoever you are in love with, and she doesn't care about anything. She's so old, don't cry like a child."

"Mom, can I sleep with you tonight?" Chen Qingxue asked with tears in her eyes.

Lin Qixia smiled and nodded: "Don't cry here, go, watch TV together."

Chen Qingxue only felt relieved of her heart that had been hanging over the past few days, but she had more other worries.

When the TV series started at 8 o'clock, the phone rang again at home.

The first thing she saw was Lin Qixia, her eyes were uneasy again.

Lin Qixia only sighed in her heart and said softly: "You go and pick it up."

Her eyes didn't even look away from the TV, and she heard her daughter asking timidly, "Hey, who is it?"

"It's me. Have you received the letter?"

"...Hmm." Chen Qingxue replied carefully.

"Auntie is at home?"

"……Um."

Song Yang's tone was a little surprised: "Auntie, would you let you talk to me directly?"

Chen Qingxue looked at her mother, but she still watched the TV intently.

"...Mom said, I will decide on this matter myself." Chen Qingxue gritted her teeth and told him.

Song Yang did not expect that there would be any change so quickly: "Will the aunt talk to me?"
To be continued...