After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people

Wen Mian was stunned for a few seconds, mainly because she had never seen Sister Shan Jin, who was so successful in the workplace, so vulnerable.

But she quickly decided that the best companionship was to leave it alone.

She heard the crying in the next room gradually subsided, and she turned on her phone and saw a text message from her friend: [We have finished talking and are going to go back. I will send her back later and tell her that her mother asked me to do this. I will talk to you in detail after I send the child back.]

Wen Mian replied with an OK and handed the text message to Jian Shanjin.

"Don't worry, Sister Shanjin, my friend will take good care of Xiaole."

Jian Shanjin looked at Wen Mian: "I know... your friend is very powerful, my Xiaole has never told me this..."

As she said this, she was about to cry again.

Wen Mian hurriedly comforted her: "Sometimes it's like this. The more you love and are close to someone, the harder it is to tell them what's in your heart..."

At this point, Wen Mian simply said a few more words: "Now that Xiaole has opened up his heart, we can also seize this opportunity to have a good chat with the child... Even if we take a step back, we are all mother and daughter, what can't we talk about?"

"But every time I open my mouth, she gets unhappy..." Jian Shanjin's face showed envy, "Unlike with your friend, she is willing to tell you everything."

"Sister Shan Jin, at work, you love us to compare and learn more, don't you? Then what's the difference between you and my friend?"

Jian Shanjin didn't think about it for long before a look of enlightenment appeared on his face, and he slapped his forehead.

"That's true! Your friend and Xiaole are communicating on an equal footing. As a mother, I always want to teach my child a lesson..." She looked annoyed, "I am such an incompetent mother."

"Stop, stop blaming yourself. Now that Xiaole is back, let's move on, how about that?"

Jian Shanjin nodded, obviously taking what he said to heart.

After a while, Wenmian's friend Mouzhi came back. She knocked on the door and walked in. As soon as Jian Shanjin saw her, he held her hand and thanked her repeatedly.

After the three of them exchanged brief greetings, Mou Zhi went straight to the point.

"In fact, Xiaole loves you very much, but she is also afraid of losing you. She is also worried that you will be unhappy because of her existence, so she..."

She didn't say the word "suicide".

Jian Shanjin's face darkened.

Wen Mian was a little shocked: Jiang Baige actually guessed it right!

Jiang Baige also said that although Xiaole's suicide attempt failed this time, if she did not resolve this thought in her heart, she might commit suicide again in the future.

Mu Zhi didn't know what Wen Mian was thinking, so she just continued to say to Jian Shanjin: "In fact, Xiao Le really wants to communicate with you, but you never really listen to her."

"Cough cough..."

Wen Mian coughed twice, as if he felt that Mou Zhi's words were a little too direct.

Jian Shanjin did not feel offended, but nodded and said: "Yes, I know, I know everything! I was too anxious... I was too concerned... I was confused... "

She was interrupted by Mu Zhi: "Sister Shanjin, don't blame yourself anymore. The more you blame yourself, the more Xiaole will feel guilty towards you."

After saying this, the three of them fell silent, mainly because they didn't know what to say.

Fortunately for Mou Zhi, this was just a small scene.

"After you go back today, you will definitely have a long talk with Xiaole. But the problem is, you don't know how to talk without repeating the same mistakes, right?"

Jian Shanjin nodded vigorously, as Mou Zhi's words touched his heart.

"It's easy to say it's difficult, but it's actually easy... Xiaole has grown up. Maybe you can try to get rid of your mother's identity and treat her as an adult."

"An adult? But she..."

Before she finished speaking, Jian Shanjin covered her mouth first. She smiled helplessly: "Look at me, I can't help it..."

Wen Mian also asked on behalf of Jian Shanjin: "Xiaozhi, can you give Sister Shanjin a specific solution? After all, she has been like this for so many years, it will be difficult to change in a short time. Don't say the wrong thing by mistake, which will make Xiaole lose her balance and make her do something stupid again."

Jian Shanjin also nodded rapidly, with a look of fear on his face.

"Sister Shanjin, remember a mantra: whenever you feel that Xiaole misunderstands you, just say to yourself: 'I am an adult. Everything I do is because I think it is right and I am willing to do it. It is not just for the good of my daughter.'"

Jian Shanjin followed Mou Zhi and recited it silently several times, and his expression changed slightly.

Before leaving, she said, "Thank you, I think this time I really understand how to communicate with her."

After she left, Wen Mian asked Mou Zhi: "Do you think it will work this time?"

Mu Zhi did not give a positive answer immediately, but just said: "I have seen many children like Xiaole. But there are actually very few parents like Sister Shanjin who are willing to change for their children instead of being stubborn."

With her words, Wen Mian felt relieved.

When Wen Mian returned home in the evening, Jiang Baige had already returned.

These days, Wen Mian was busy with Xiaole's affairs, persuading Jian Shanjin, and contacting Mou Zhi, so he had little time to accompany Jiang Baige.

Apart from staying at home, watching TV, eating takeout, reading, and writing, Jiang Baige basically just wanders around the neighborhood occasionally.

Fortunately, she is a homebody and this time she came here to relax and have a vacation, so she didn’t feel bored at all.

On the contrary, in this spacious house of Wenmian, he seemed to be at ease as the owner.

She even discussed with Wen Mian that after this matter was over, she would write a push for Wen Mian and her house, which would be counted as another article in the new column "My Own Room" of "Women's Study"——

When they were students, they admired the lives of female writers; many years later, under the spiritual guidance of the female writers, they began to work hard to have a room of their own.

"You're back, are you hungry?"

Jiang Baige's voice interrupted Wen Mian's thoughts.

Seeing Jiang Baige eating spicy hotpot and drinking milk tea, looking contented and relaxed, Wen Mian also felt hungry.

"I've been nervous all day, and now I feel a little hungry."

Jiang Baige pointed to the kitchen and said, "I bought one for you, too. Go get it and eat it before it gets cold... By the way, I'm planning to watch a movie. Do you like anything?"

Wen Mian was so moved that she even forgot to put down her bag and walked towards the kitchen excitedly.

She took the food and sat next to Jiang Baige and asked, "I thought you would be as nervous as I am, but I didn't expect you to be so calm..."

Jiang Baige didn't respond to her, but chose a healing French film to play. The spicy lotus root slices and konjac shreds were hot in her mouth. Jiang Baige hurriedly fanned her mouth with her hand and took a big gulp of milk tea.

She was not as calm as Wen Mian thought.

However, she knew that there was no deep hatred between Jian Shanjin and her daughter. It was just that in addition to the common love-hate relationship between mother and daughter, there was also the instigation of a stinky man.

Thinking of this, she asked again: "Have you finished the other thing I asked you to do?"