Chapter 229 The dream of the previous life has finally come true!
Qiao Jinling looked at her shy mother, feeling very envious of her parents' love.
Maybe it's not so romantic, and it's not so thrilling, but with just a few words, you can feel the deep love between them.
This kind of relationship is about supporting each other, accompanying each other, walking hand in hand, but still never leaving. No matter how the external environment changes, they still stand firmly together.
Qiao Jinling understood her mother's choice in an instant.
In her previous life, she was already working and had a good financial situation. When her mother did not need to work hard, she once thought about finding a wife for her mother.
But my mother refused to agree, saying she was afraid that my father would be sad if he found out.
At that time, she was still a little unhappy and felt that her mother was too stubborn.
At that time, she could not understand this kind of emotion. After all, her father had been dead for so many years, and even the deepest feelings had faded.
Now Qiao Jinling understands that this feeling is a support in her mother's heart and is her desire to live.
She wanted to reunite with her underground father with this longing, and did not want to cut her heart in half and give it to another person.
Fortunately, she was reborn.
Fortunately, my father survived.
Fortunately, God gave her this chance.
"Lingling lives in the south-facing room. It has plenty of sunshine and a large space. Can you go and see if you like it?"
They led Qiao Jinling into the room. In the antique courtyard, you could hear the chirping of birds. It was a good place to find peace amidst the hustle and bustle.
There was a bed, wardrobe and desk in the room. The color scheme was simple and elegant, completely unlike the pink and tender room Qiao Xiangxiu had arranged for her.
"Do you like it? My dear, you will study here from now on."
Qiao Qianqian carefully decorated this place. This was his dream house for his daughter.
He could imagine opening the window, the breeze blowing in his face, his daughter sitting at the desk, looking up and seeing the shade of green trees, it was beautiful just thinking about it.
"Thank you so much, Dad! I like every place here very much."
Qiao Jinling put her arms around her father's shoulders. She was almost as tall as him. She was no longer the little girl holding her father's legs and begging for a hug.
"You girl, you and your father are separated. Isn't it because your father works hard to make money so that you and your mother can live a better life? You must study hard and follow Song Yishan as an example. That young man is really good."
Qiao Xiangqian had a very good impression of Song Yishan, and he liked boys who looked upright.
Nowadays, some boys wear colorful clothes and have long hair, which looks unpleasant. It is better to be a bright and cheerful boy like Song Yishan.
"I heard that you have been going to and from school with Song Yishan for the past two years? Are you so troublesome?"
After all, Sun Huifang is a mother, and she is more sensitive. She instinctively feels that something is wrong when her daughter gets too close to a teenager.
Who has never lived through youth?
What's more, for an outstanding young man like Song Yishan, when he walks on the street, his whole body is covered with light, and it is difficult not to dazzle.
So when Qiao Qianqian went out to buy things, Sun Huifang couldn't help but ask Qiao Jinling: "Lingling, do you like that Song Yishan? Otherwise, why are you so close?"
Qiao Jinling didn't expect her mother to ask so directly.
"I don't know, I just have a good impression."
Qiao Jinling pondered for a long time before giving this answer. In fact, she didn't quite understand her own feelings, she was just greedy for the feeling of being with Song Yishan.
As for the future days, it is too long-term for her.
"Yeah, but I think Song Yishan is a good guy. If you like him, don't miss it."
Sun Huifang's words shocked Qiao Jinling. She didn't expect her mother to be so forward-thinking. Normally, mothers would scold their daughters angrily if they knew they had a tendency to fall in love.
But her mother didn't object at all and reminded her not to miss it.
"Mom, I don't worry about this child Song Yishan. I know that he is calm and measured and will never do anything excessive. On the contrary, it's you. I'm afraid that you will affect other people's studies."
Sun Huifang expressed the doubts in Qiao Jinling's heart.
"Humph! Are you still my mother? Why are you talking to him? Why did I disturb his studies? I am studying very well now. Although I can't get into Song Yishan's high school, I will definitely have no problem getting into college."
Qiao Jinling hugged her mother's neck. In fact, she was very happy when her mother spoke to Song Yishan.
She feels very happy when the person she likes is recognized by her mother.
Song Yishan?
The more the merrier?
Qiao Jinling suddenly remembered that she still had the pen name Qian Duoduo, and it turned out that she had accidentally formed a CP with Song Yishan.
She decided to continue to submit and write articles under this pseudonym.
In the evening the family got together to have a hot pot meal.
The steam is rising, and the world is full of fireworks.
Qiao Jinling also learned that some of the things that happened at home were trivial.
For example, Yang Guixiang and Liu Meihua had a big quarrel; He Meiying came to make trouble once and wanted to find the address of Qiao Jinfeng's school, but Sun Huifang sternly refused; the land of the leather shoe factory was taken away due to planning; Qiao Jinliang did not study well and planned to
After going to junior high school, I stopped going to school...
Qiao Jinling felt that the affairs of these people now seemed to be events of the past, very far away from him, but when he thought about it carefully, it only happened in the past few years.
Time flies so fast.
"Who says it's not? I used to feel that life was very difficult, and I looked forward to eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year all year round. Now I eat dumplings every day, but I lose the taste. People are really strange."
Qiao tilted his neck forward, took a cup of white wine, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Her father, drink slowly. Eat more boiled mutton and drink slowly."
Sun Huifang felt sorry for Qiao Xiangqian and gave him a big chopstick to cook the mutton.
Qiao Qianqian was a little tipsy, and he slapped his thigh: "I, Qiao Qianqian, have never dreamed of such a day in my life. When I went to Ji Shijie's house before, they had a refrigerator, a TV, and a sofa. I was so special
I’m envious. I just think that one day I can live like this.”
Qiao Qianqian held the wine glass in his hand, looked around, and said proudly: "If you take a look now, I don't have anything? I even have a house in Beijing, not to mention a refrigerator and a TV, I also have a car, big brother, from now on
There will be more. Do you think I am awesome or not?”
Qiao looked forward and looked at the mother and daughter in front of him. They were two very proud people.
"Awesome! My dad is the most awesome dad in the world! The best dad in the world!"
Qiao Jinling was infected by her father's emotions. In fact, her father's words were also what she wanted to say in her heart.
Not to mention that my father did not expect such a day to come, even she, Qiao Jinling, did not expect such a day to come.
In my previous life, every time I got off work, I would look at the twinkling lights of thousands of houses, and I would always sigh with emotion. None of these houses belonged to her.
She dreams of having a home in Beijing.
But until the moment she died, this dream did not come true. The money she earned could not even afford a toilet.