After Becoming a Little Sister

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"Why was the signal interrupted?"

My mother looked at the blacked-out screen and said, "Your network is not good? I told you to use 5G."

"That's not true." Brother Qiang looked at the message sent by Khaki Kuangfang with a subtle expression: "Yes... that one came suddenly and interrupted the meeting. She wants to talk to you later."

"..." My mother nodded strangely, fell into silence, lowered her eyes and began to silently wait for the meeting later.

On the other hand, Brother Qiangqiang reconnected to the communication, and exchanged glances with the protagonist group on the other side of the TV, feeling that everything was in plain sight.

After a while, the tyrant in the black robe, who had finished changing his clothes, entered the meeting room, and had a face-to-face meeting with the monster on TV.

The silver-haired girl said calmly, "Long time no see."

"...Yeah, we haven't seen each other for a while." My mother nodded strangely: "Thank you for the reinforcements from Jiaziyu you arranged, the Red Dragon Queen, Duchess of Westminster is very powerful, without her, I'm afraid Last time I had-"

"Already?" Speaking of this, the silver-haired girl became upset: "Since you know the danger and the problem, why do you still have to fight alone? Can't shake people? Huh?"

"I can handle it." The mother's strange expression was slightly solemn: "That's my own choice."

"Yeah, I was almost killed, or just played with others because of the characteristics of the Baishou Taixuan Jing?" The silver-haired girl pulled out her chair and sat down, knocking heavily on the table: "[-] million euros! Don't worry, I can save this money! Do you think you are very powerful? If it weren't for your good luck, you would have died eight hundred times!"

"I said, that's my own business." My mother frowned strangely: "I didn't expect this so-called help from you, and I didn't ask you to spend this money."

"Oh? Blame me?" The silver-haired girl spread her hands, "That's all because I'm being sentimental, right? What do you want to do when you come here now? Ah? You want to show off your connections and information channels." , got information about Erwuzi that no one else can get?"

"..." My mother was silent for a few seconds, looking seriously into the eyes of the silver-haired girl: "You seem very angry?"

"Yes, I am very angry."

"why?"

"Why?" The silver-haired woman pointed to the empty seat next to her, "Who was sitting here just now?"

"...Alia?"

"You know? My God! Our respected heroine Lu Wuxia, Mingyue Tianya, actually knows that her daughter was sitting here before—then why don't you ask where your daughter went?"

"With you here, she will not be in danger. You are making trouble for no reason." The mother said with a strange expression, "What I want to tell you is very important, and it is a good thing to keep Xiaoya from knowing about these things." , The less you know about these news that bears a heavy price, the more happiness you will have, and I am doing it for her own good."

In the eyes of my mother, these things in the dark world should have nothing to do with Alia—even if she showed the talent of a natural evolutionary.

But talent belongs to talent, and struggle belongs to struggle. Because the silver-haired girl arranged for her opponent to go to South Bang and then to Eastern Europe, she was already very dissatisfied.

"For her good? God damn it for her good, you always use this excuse!" The silver-haired girl patted the table: "Then your daughter was left at home by you to fend for herself, right? Take sleeping pills as a meal and understand? Even Everyone who owns pets knows how to care more! You only have yourself in your eyes! Have you ever thought about her feelings? No! I don’t know what’s best, why don’t you say that it’s best not to be born?”

"You—" my mother's face turned red, and she almost subconsciously argued: "I am her mother! I love her more than anyone else!"

"Are you playing a nurturing game here? Are you a real mother and you are amazing? Toge Mazi or a Digimon machine? You have the final say?"

"I'm her legal guardian! What I say is what I say! I'm her mother!"

"You are her mother, you are invincible?!" The silver-haired girl stood up and smashed the conference table in front of her with a slap: "Then I am your mother, what did I say? Did you hear what I said!"

"..."

Xiong Luoli next to her turned her head in astonishment, and looked at the silver-haired girl with a stiff expression amidst the aftermath of the falling wood.

Khaki sighed wildly, covered his face and remained silent, pretending that he didn't see anything.

Spicy Chicken Shreds puffed out its mouth like a goldfish, its expression flushed red, and it grabbed the hand of the crying Mao Maotou next to it.

On the other side of the TV, my mother's strange expression was fixed on her face.

"You don't understand anything at all! You don't understand anything!" On the other side of the TV, the silver-haired girl kicked over the chair next to her, her anger still lingering: "You still act like your mother is always right, why? You need someone else Coax you to sleep? Are you the only one who is a mother? I have a daughter who is still swimming in the sea! You better restrain your bad temper!"

"..."

PS: There is something, touch it.

PS2: continue tomorrow

Section 998 0979 - False fishing and real fishing

My mother is a very traditional person.

In other words, the entire Huanxi Temple is very traditional. The so-called filial piety is probably referring to these guys.

Whether it is Mrs. Jin who has been looking for her relatives for more than ten years, or the Taoist nun in white who has turned into a stone statue in order to revive herself—cross out—the master who was frozen in ice, she is the most traditional filial daughter.

Obedient, well-behaved, cute, and even act cute in front of the master.

Compared with these real filial daughters, the gap between Ezra and them is about the same as the gap between Alia and normal girls.

It's like a moat - not the chest, but the way of thinking or something.

... well, boobs too.

So when the silver-haired girl blew herself up and spoke as the real mother of the strange mother, even if the strange mother had all kinds of excuses, she couldn't say anything.

what can i sayCrying and telling her why she didn't come to find her own daughter for so many years?

Look at her face, look at her behavior, look at the address and intimacy between her and her master.

My mother imagined a scene in which sacrifices had to be made for the righteousness of the family and the country. It was probably a chivalrous woman who was going against the wind and frost in a snowy night, leaving her baby in front of the Huanxiguan gate, and then holding a sword The figure was submerged in the heavy snow, and everything turned into a back view, separated for 30 years.

If it wasn't for righteousness, who would be willing to separate from his own daughter?Mommy feels the same way.

Although I am sorry for Xiaoya, but I am doing the right thing, I am helpless and sad, so I can understand.

This kind of enterprise-level understanding made her full of words turn into a sigh that she didn't want to say clearly, and she swallowed it.

"You're right." She lowered her head slightly, and said in a deep voice on the other end of the video call: "As for the fact that I didn't take good care of Xiaoya, I will reflect on it...that is my fault."

The silver-haired girl narrowed her eyes, because the other party threw too fast and didn't know how to catch it for a while.

In fact, she really didn't expect her mother's strange thinking mode to be so strange. She couldn't understand the warmth of a serious family, but she could recognize her running around like this, and she probably substituted herself into it.

Of course, there is also the reason why the fairy sister poured all the tenderness into them back then, so she didn't lack maternal love, so she couldn't resent what she had.

There is no shortage of mothers, and in addition to nurturing grace, there is also a living grace, which is the same as picking up for nothing.

But the little angel doesn't have a master like a fairy sister!

The silver-haired girl was a little touched at the moment, feeling that the other party had learned to reflect on herself, even if it was the usual three-second enthusiasm.

But this is also a huge improvement!Does being a mother feel so good? !

The silver-haired girl who has never been a mother in this life even in her previous life couldn't help but put up the so-called airs, cleared her throat, and nodded hypocritically: "Since you have the intention of repenting, then you should think about when you will be with Xiaoya." It's always like this, it's not good for the family or the children."

Strike while the iron is hot, if you can, you'd better hurry back and be an honest wife, and don't make trouble for yourself.

You only need [-] to be in love with Ai Rulong, [-] to live in harmony with the real mother, and to greet yourself on Sunday, and it will be perfect.

Rather, if there is such a human design, then as the strongest natural evolutionary of Blue Star, I would like to honor you as my dear mother.

But it was obvious that the silver-haired girl was thinking of farting, not to mention that she was now pretending to be a biological mother, even if the fairy sister was here, it would be impossible to persuade her on these matters.

"...This is my own business." Sure enough, my mother frowned again: "Now is not the age of parents' order and matchmaker's words. Marriage is free and love is free. My own feelings don't need others to control , even the master and... you shouldn't do this."

"Your business? What do you think of Xiaoya?" The silver-haired girl knocked on the table—and then found that the table had been smashed by her before, so she could only withdraw her hand and snorted coldly: "It means that you don't need to apply for a certificate to give birth to a child." , which of you two has fulfilled your duties as parents? Tell me! You two clearly have feelings for each other. If you are really divorced, then I can advise you to quickly find a suitable one, or you can be single anyway, but What's going on with you and Ai Rulong?"

"I'm not right with him."

"Oh, it's not suitable?" The silver-haired girl took out her pocket and said, "Then I'll call and ask now! Let's see what he thinks! If he says it's not suitable, I'll match him up now without saying a word. The marriage between Zhanlan, I promise not to disturb you in the future, if he dares to call you, I will directly interrupt his - call!"

Originally, I wanted to say break his leg, but Ai Rulong is not as hateful as Lu Wuxia, and he didn't hold too many vengeances in the small book.

And after all, it's his own father, so it's psychologically stressful to do this - I don't know why there is no pressure to beat up my own mother.

It may be that compared to the bad nature of the mother, Ai Rulong is more like an old father who doesn't know how to express himself, which is understandable.

Grinding her teeth, the silver-haired girl suddenly felt that her own father was pretty good. She had a meal every week to ask about life, and she was not stingy with money.

The most important thing is that the other party has the self-awareness of what he did wrong back then, rather than a look of 'I'm sorry for my daughter, but I don't regret it'.

Although this kind of domineering president should be hanged on the city gate to dry for three days, but there is no harm if there is no comparison. Already caught in a rotten cycle.

"I agree with the matter between him and Zhanlan. As I said before, that is his own choice."

hard!The silver-haired girl's fist is hard!

She clenched her fists: "What do you mean, all mistakes are other people's faults, what does it have to do with you if he loves you?"

"I can't involve Rulong, he—"

My mother blamed me for saying this, with an expression of 'I love my ex-husband but I won't admit it' on her face, and even her eyes were like the heroine of a bitter drama.

Absolutely!The silver-haired girl's aftertaste of being touched by the other party before was washed away by the rising bad heart.

look at her!look!

She probably wants to say a line of "he hurts, I hurt too, he hurts, I hurt more, my heart hurts so much that I'm about to die" to set off how much she has paid, and she has done everything for the happiness of the other party. What a painful decision to give an explanation.

I hide from you because I'm afraid of you, I'm afraid of you because I love you, oh~ my favorite person~

he~tui——

Khaki Wild is no longer willing to listen to it, and buried his head like a desert ostrich that only exists in the marketing account.

On the other side, the strong brother has skillfully put on earplugs and industrial sound-proof earmuffs, and he also wears an eye mask, turning his back to the camera and acting like a vegetative state.

Except for these two good buddies, the other good sisters are more courageous, probably because this kind of family ethics drama has not broken through the limit of the messy Gongdou dramas they watch every day, and now they are watching with gusto.

Especially spicy chicken shreds, who have never experienced the baptism of Gongdou Opera, so they almost got two packs of melon seeds to go with it.

But they didn't think about it, if the truth about the rivalry between the silver-haired girl and her mother was exposed, would they still have their good juice when they became angry?

The silver-haired girl took a deep breath: "Do you know what Xiaoya's favorite fruit is?"

"...Strawberry?" Although I don't know why the other party asked this suddenly, my mother answered subconsciously.

"No, it's apples, because it means peace, and she hates eating pears, because... Oh, forget it, there's no need to say it."

Actually her favorite fruit is pineapple pie from the golden arches - what?Pineapple pie isn't a fruit?

Oh, that's fine.

As for the little angel, in fact, she doesn't like apples or pears. She likes watermelon, but who cares?

Literary girls always have to make some character designs for themselves, especially when they exaggerate the atmosphere, as if silver-haired girls can't do the same.