Chapter 4: Scumbag and Bitch
“Zhao Yuan, that bastard, why didn’t you think of letting Xiao Ying participate in the competition by herself to get extra points for the college entrance examination? And what about Zhao Tang, who can’t draw? Don't participate in any competition. Why should my daughter help her cheat? Without the diamond, Don't take that porcelain job. If it's exposed, it will hurt my daughter."
Su Qian knew that her daughter Xiaoying must have inherited her talent for painting. As for Zhao Yuan and Lin Yin, there is nothing wrong with them. Without the ability to draw, their son Zhao Tang naturally did not have that talent.
At this time, Shasha was also extremely angry. She couldn't help but stamp her little feet beside her, "That's right, Zhao Yuan, this bastard, has his heart set in the sky."
Xu Qingling looked at it Image frowned slightly, obviously unhappy with Zhao Yuan's behavior, but she didn't say anything.
Suddenly there was an exclamation from Shasha, and she covered her mouth, "Su Qian! Come on, is that you!"
Su Qian quickly came to her senses, she saw Xiaoying opening the cookie box, and from A photo was slowly taken out. If you look carefully, you can see that there are signs of burnt marks on one corner of the photo.
When Zhao Lanlan picked up the photo, Su Qian was stunned and murmured, "Yes, that's me..."
Zhao Lanlan carefully picked up the old photo. Above, it is a photo of Su Qian and Zhao Yuan when they were young, under the cherry blossom tree at school.
The two of them were cuddling together, very close, and their eyes were full of love for each other.
The two of them took countless photos together under the cherry blossom tree at school.
Zhao Lanlan’s fingertips gently rubbed Su Qian’s face.
Tick tock——
A tear slipped quietly on it.
"Mom..." Zhao Lanlan's voice was choked, "Mom, I miss you so much. Why don't you take me away."
Tick tick tick... Tears fell on the photo like small raindrops.
Looking at this scene, Su Qian felt as if mother and daughter were connected. Her heart suddenly hurt, and her blood and tears could no longer be stopped.
"Xiaoying, mother's Xiaoying... Su Qian turned to look at Xu Qingling excitedly, "Director, look, my daughter remembers me, she remembers me, she knows that I am her Mom, she knows..."
After saying that, she floated to the image and cried. Wiping Zhao Lanlan's tears
As if telepathically, Zhao Lanlan's sobbing slowly stopped. She took out a tissue and carefully wiped away the tears on the photo. This was her mother who finally stayed. photo, can't get it dirty
She clearly remembers that when she was nine years old, she just came home from school and saw her father secretly burning something.
When her father had almost burned the things and left, she took a sneak peek out of curiosity.
As a result, only this photo with a corner burned off was left.
Zhao Lanlan accidentally reached out and took out the photo of a man and a woman cuddling each other, and then hid it.
She felt that she was similar to the beautiful woman in the photo, so she started to investigate everywhere.
Finally she realized that the man in the photo was her father, and the beautiful woman next to her was her biological mother, Su Qian.
But no one in these families told her.
I don’t know how long after looking at it, Zhao Lanlan slowly put down the photo, and then took out a newspaper from the cookie box.
The newspaper was wrinkled and yellowish, and it was revealed that it was published on the day Su Qian died 17 years ago.
On the front page of the newspaper, a news headline is clearly visible.
"Due to a mistake by an intern, a pregnant woman surnamed Su in HA City died of massive hemorrhage after giving birth to a daughter!"
This news appeared on the front page of the local newspaper in HA City, which shows that the original incident was How big the impact is. The entire newspaper criticized the intern who made the mistake and the hospital, and lamented the tragic fate of the pregnant woman and the newborn girl.
There was a photo attached to the newspaper. There was a person lying on a hospital bed, but the person was covered by a white cloth that was half stained red by blood, and no trace was exposed.
The blood on the white cloth stung Zhao Lanlan's eyes.
She knew that the pregnant woman lying there, bleeding to death, was her biological mother.
She staggered and spoke in a low voice, "Mom, you obviously don't have to die. If only that intern didn't make mistakes, I should be very happy if you are here..."< br>
Su Qian, who already felt sorry for her child, was instantly broken when she heard these words.
With red eyes, she ran to the wall beside her and banged her head wildly. She wished she could bear all this on her daughter's behalf.
The image turned to the time when Zhao Lanlan was sketching with her classmates and teachers.
As soon as she finished the painting, she was stopped by an excited woman, "Are you Zhao Ying? Is your mother's name Su Qian and your father's name Zhao Yuan?"
She didn't know what was going on at the time. He explained the truth seriously, "My father is Zhao Yuan, but my mother's name is Lin Yin. My name is not Zhao Ying, my name is Zhao Lanlan."
"No! You and your mother are carved from the same mold. Your mother is Su Qian, and you are Zhao Ying and Xiaoying. Everyone can forget Qian Qian, but you can't. Your mother is all because of you..."< br>
She is Su Qian’s best friend Zhou Min. She took out the newspaper from the day of Su Qian’s accident and explained Su Qian’s story to Zhao Lanlan one by one.
She carries this newspaper with her, just to remember Su Qian.
After hearing the story, Zhao Lanlan burst into tears. No wonder she hid the photo subconsciously when she saw it. No wonder some of her father's friends subconsciously called her Xiaoying. No wonder she always felt that there was a gap between her and Lin Yin...
Zhou Min coaxed Zhao Lanlan to stand up, "Xiaoying, you Do you want to come with me to pay homage to your mother? That bastard Zhao Yuan has not visited your mother’s grave in the past sixteen years except for the first year.”
“Thank you, Aunt Zhou. I want to go see my mother..."
That day, she went to pay homage to Su Qian and kowtowed three times.
She looked at the small grave and couldn't believe that her mother lived inside.
"Because Qianqian died too young, she didn't enter the Zhao family's ancestral grave, but it doesn't matter if she doesn't enter. Your mother can still marry a good man in the underworld, and she won't feel bad luck..."
Zhou Min After telling Zhao Lanlan a lot and staying with Zhao Lanlan for a long time, the two of them went down the mountain after dark.
Changing the lens, Zhao Lanlan has returned all the newspaper photos to their original positions.
She opened her schoolbag and took out a bouquet of cherry blossoms.
If you look carefully, you can see that this is a fake flower outlined with lines.
There are 24 flowers in this bouquet, which represents her longing for her mother.
Since I met Zhou Min that year, Zhao Lanlan would go to pay homage to Su Qian every year on the anniversary of her death.
And tomorrow is my mother’s death anniversary.
At this moment, the door of Zhao Lanlan's room was suddenly opened, and Zhao Yuan walked in, "Lan Lan, you stay at home and draw. Your mother and I will take Xiaotang to watch a movie. ”
(End of this chapter)