World of Movies and TV: From Breaking Up with Qiao Jingjing

Then you can only ask your father.

With a plan in mind, Qiao Yingzi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Take out the key and open the door.

"Eh? Yingzi is back?" Song Qian's voice came.

Qiao Yingzi called out, "Mom, I'm back."

Song Qian's voice paused, and then she walked out of the room.

"Eh? Mom, where are you going?" Qiao Yingzi looked at the young and beautiful Song Qian in surprise, and asked curiously.

I saw Song Qian wearing a red yoga suit and a pair of earrings.

"Uh—Mom is going to practice yoga, yes, that's right, practice yoga." Song Qian froze for a moment, looked down at her clothes, and quickly explained embarrassingly.

"Ah? Now?" Qiao Yingzi looked outside at the already dark sky.

"It's only five o'clock now." Song Qian replied, and then asked in surprise, "Why did you come back so early today?"

"Today's monthly exam, Mom, have you forgotten?" Qiao Yingzi asked puzzled.

In the past, Song Qian was most concerned about this kind of thing, why today...

"By the way, hey! Look at Mom, I'm getting older and my memory is not good. By the way, girl, have you eaten yet?" Song Qian said with some embarrassment.

A thought flashed in Qiao Yingzi's mind.

Isn't mom going on a date?

Although he vaguely guessed the reason, Qiao Yingzi remained calm.

"No."

"Well, then mom will do it." Song Qian hurriedly went to cook.

"Farewell Mom, you have to go to work first, I will order takeaway later."

"You child, what kind of takeaway does Mom order at home? How nutritious is that food?"

"Oh, mom, don't you want to go to yoga? It's bad if you're late."

"This..." Song Qian hesitated.

"Don't worry, I'll make food myself later."

"Then don't order those fried things, the cancer outside..."

"Oh, I see..." Qiao Yingzi pushed her mother to the porch.

"You child, my keys and mobile phone..." Song Qian said helplessly.

"I'll get it, I'll get it." Qiao Yingzi went back to the house and picked up Song Qian's cell phone. Just as she was about to find the key, she accidentally pressed the power button.

A wallpaper of Qiao Yingzi smiling appeared.

Qiao Yingzi paused, a trace of guilt flashed in his heart.

My mother has always used her own wallpaper, but I never thought about my mother.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yingzi made a decision.

After turning off the screen, Qiao Yingzi found the key and handed it to Song Qian who was waiting in the entrance.

"mom!"

"Huh?" Song Qian looked at the phone and keys, and looked at Qiao Yingzi strangely.

"come on!"

"Uh——you child..." Song Qian blushed and said angrily, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Oh, let's go, or we'll be late!" Qiao Yingzi urged with a smile.

"remember to eat!"

"understood!"

"Remember not to eat fried food."

"I know, I know, I see!" Qiao Yingzi smiled and pushed her mother out.

But Song Qian thought of something, and complained speechlessly: "Mom hasn't got her bag and clothes yet, are you going to freeze to death?"

"Hee hee—" Qiao Yingzi stuck out her tongue embarrassingly.

I hurried to find a bag for my mother.

When I picked up the bag, I accidentally saw a row of balls in the bag.

"Strawberry...?" Qiao Yingzi was a big girl now, so she no longer knew nothing.

This also strengthened her guess.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yingzi suddenly had a sly look in his eyes.

Quickly took out a sewing needle from my mother's bedside table, and then stared at the balloon with my eyes closed and stabbed randomly.

"Yingzi?" Song Qian's voice came from the entrance.

"Ah! Here we come!" Qiao Yingzi almost stabbed himself, threw all the balloons into the bag in a hurry, and then walked out with the bag in a hurry.

"How old are you, why are you still so frizzy?" Song Qian, who had already put on a loose windbreaker, asked with a frown when she saw Qiao Yingzi flustered.

"Hee hee—" Qiao Yingzi didn't speak, but only smirked.

Song Qian was also amused by her daughter's smirk.

"Okay, just pay attention to yourself."

"Mom, be careful at night."

"En." Song Qian answered absently, then turned and left.

Seeing her mother leave, Qiao Yingzi clenched her fist excitedly.

"Yes!"

After doing all this, Qiao Yingzi happily took out his mobile phone and started playing.

There was a notification tone from a certain letter on the phone.

It's Fang Mo.

"Got home?"

"En (laughs)." Qiao Yingzi sent an emoji with a smile.

"What's so happy?" Fang Mo asked.

"Hey, let me tell you! In a month, I will have brothers and sisters (proud)!" Qiao Yingzi said triumphantly.

Fang Mo on the other side of the phone was taken aback, and asked in confusion, "What's going on?"

"Hey, I won't tell you (dog head)!" Qiao Yingzi replied mysteriously.

Just when Fang Mo was about to ask clearly, there was a sound of opening the door.

Turning around, a windbreaker appeared in front of my eyes...

Chapter 159 Qiao Weidong Meets His Daughter

Early the next morning, Fang Mo went out with a bag of trash.Throwing the rubbish into the trash can, Fang Mo turned and went to the breakfast shop in the community.

Just happened to meet Qiao Weidong who also came to buy breakfast.

"Eh? Uncle Qiao, why are you also buying breakfast?" Fang Mo asked strangely.

"Oh, it's Fang Mo." Qiao Weidong frowned slightly, but still smiled and said, "It's okay to tell you, uncle has also moved to Shuxiang Yayuan."

"Oh." Fang Mo nodded, and went straight to buy breakfast.

Of course he already knew, after all, Xiaomeng lived in Shuxiang Yayuan.

But this is the first time Fang Mo met Qiao Weidong.

And it's still a holiday.

Today is Sunday, just a day off.

Fang Mo wouldn't go downstairs to buy breakfast if it was to throw out the trash.

Seeing that Fang Mo was busy, Qiao Weidong's eyes flickered, and he turned and left.

He is going to see his daughter today.

Fang Mo was carrying his breakfast, and accidentally saw Qiao Weidong walking towards Qiao Yingzi's house, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly thought of something.

This should be the scene where Qiao Weidong came to deliver breakfast to Qiao Yingzi in the episode, but unexpectedly met Song Qian, right?

Thinking about it, Qiao Weidong must have a guilty conscience after what happened before.

It was only natural that he wanted to see Song Qian.

But obviously, Song Qian would not forgive him now.

It's just Qiao Yingzi...

Thinking of this, Fang Mo sighed.

Just as she was about to go back, she saw Song Qian coming from afar, saying hello to others.

"Mr. Song, I haven't seen you for a while, you have become more beautiful." An aunt said with a smile.

Song Qian was a former physics teacher at Chunfeng Middle School, and now she still teaches classes, so she has a good relationship with all the old residents of Shuxiang Yayuan.

"Hehe, no way." Song Qian was a little embarrassed, but she herself was very happy.

Because she also found that her skin condition has improved a lot recently.

Not only did the crow's feet disappear a lot, but the skin also became fairer and smoother.

She has a vague guess, but it has not been confirmed yet.

After all, this kind of thing is not easy to ask directly.

While chatting, I saw Fang Mo carrying breakfast.

Heartbroken, Song Qian asked with a smile, "Xiao Mo, why are you eating?"

"I can't help it. I studied...too late last night, and I forgot the time." Fang Mo shrugged and said with some meaning.

"Ms. Song, this is..." the aunt asked curiously.

Such a handsome and handsome boy really makes people can't help paying attention.

"Heh, Aunt Sun, this is Fang Mo, who is in the third year of Chunfeng Middle School. He just transferred to Chunfeng this year. He is the first one every time." Song Qian introduced Fang Mo to the aunt with a smile.

"Oh? You are the number one in that school year?" Auntie was really surprised.

Fang Mo joked amusedly: "Auntie, does Chunfeng have a second school year to be number one?"

"Hehe, you child, I can't do it, I'm old." The aunt touched her sagging cheek and said with emotion: "It's better to be Teacher Song, the longer you live, the younger you will be."

"Hey, how can I, I just know how to take care of it, I can't compare to Aunt Sun." Song Qian complimented with a smile.

Aunt Sun burst into laughter.

"Too many, Aunt Song, I sent you a WeChat message before, why didn't you reply?" Fang Mo asked with a smile.

"WeChat? Oh, hey, look at me, I don't have my phone, Aunt Sun, I won't accompany you, I'll go back first."

"Well, okay." Aunt Sun said with a smile.

After Song Qian and Fang Mo nodded, they turned and went back.

Fang Mo smiled, and simply found a bench beside him and ate breakfast.

After a while, Song Qian, who was really angry, came out.

"Aunt Song." Fang Mo called out with a smile.

"Xiao Mo?" Song Qian was taken aback, a little embarrassed, but she still took the initiative to come over.