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At the dinner table, the family enjoyed themselves happily.

"Try this, the stewed pig's feet are very fragrant."

A large piece of pig's trotter arrived in Shen Qingwei's bowl.

"Too thin, too thin, eat a dumpling to make up for it."

A dumpling arrived in Shen Qingwei's bowl.

Soon, a hill was built in Shen Qingwei's bowl.

Facing the enthusiasm of Mother Zhao and Grandma Zhao, she kept saying in a low voice, "Thank you, thank you..."

In the end, Zhao Xingyue couldn't stand it any longer, and helped her out, "Mom, grandma, do you still have my daughter and granddaughter in your eyes? Those who don't know think that Qingwei is your own."

Grandma Zhao cheerfully smoothed things over and gave Zhao Xingyue a dish with chopsticks, "There are all of them, and grandma is not partial."

Zhao's mother embraced Shen Qingwei, "I really want to have such an obedient daughter, Xiaowei, do you want to think about it and be my daughter?"

Shen Qingwei opened her eyes wide in bewilderment: "Huh?"

Zhao Xingyue gave Zhao's mother a look, indicating that some things should not be said at the dinner table.

Mother Zhao responded with a smile.

……

Shen Qingwei was very moved by the matter of admitting to being a relative.

But she thought for a long time, and finally shook her head slowly.

The expectant smile on Mother Zhao's face faded, and she looked at her suspiciously.

"Do you have any concerns? Are you worried that you won't be able to tell your parents? It doesn't matter. As long as you agree, Ah Yue's father and I will take the initiative to tell your parents about this matter. Or..." Mother Zhao made a deliberate move With an angry look, "You look down on our family and don't want to recognize me as a mother?"

"No, no." Shen Qingwei hurriedly explained: "I like Auntie's house very much. Auntie's people are very nice, and grandpa and grandma are also very nice, but..."

She whispered: "I have parents."

Although her parents were not good, they were also her parents.

After accepting Zhao Xingyue's parents as godparents, she always felt betrayed and abandoned them.

Zhao Xingyue and Zhao's mother looked at each other.

Zhao's mother put her hand on Shen Qingwei's head and rubbed it. She didn't mention the words of her godfather, but said, "Good boy."

She also said, "If you don't recognize it, don't admit it. It's just a matter of status anyway. Even if you don't call me mother, I will treat you as my daughter. You, I hit it off with you. When I see you, I will love you." I feel like I saw my own daughter."

Shen Qingwei hugged Zhao's mother's waist, and said with attachment: "Thank you."

"Hey..." Mother Zhao sighed abruptly.

Shen Qingwei raised her head and asked with some anxiety, "Auntie, what's wrong?"

"I feel bad for not being able to recognize such a goddaughter."

Shen Qingwei cast a look of help to Zhao Xingyue.

Zhao Xingyue received the gaze: "..."

She turned her head so that Shen Qingwei could not see the smile in her eyes.

Zhao's mother went on to say: "I even bought a gift for my goddaughter, this thing can't be given away, it's placed there..." As she spoke, she let out another long sigh.

Shen Qingwei: "Huh?" And gifts?

"No," Zhao's mother stood up abruptly, "Whether you are my goddaughter or not, I have bought everything for you. It's not that you don't want it if you say no. You made me lose my goddaughter. You have to solve these things yourself gone."

This kind of inexplicable feeling that she had done something wrong, but also felt that something was wrong, made Shen Qingwei's small brain capacity instantly stuck.

It wasn't until Zhao's mother took a lot of clothes out of the closet and gestured at her that she realized it.

"No, auntie, I can't ask for your gift, it's too expensive."

Zhao's mother scolded: "Who said this is a gift for you? It was originally for my goddaughter, and you made me lose my goddaughter. Shouldn't you keep these things for me?"

If Shen Qingwei didn't understand at this time, Zhao's mother was looking for a reason to stuff her clothes, she would be a fool.As soon as her nose was sore, tears fell down.

She has not enjoyed this kind of care for many years.

When she was a child, she also fantasized that there was a parent who forced her pocket money and insisted on buying her beautiful dresses and skirts, as well as small black leather shoes with round toes, when she said no. Wearing an awkward dress to show off at school, saying that I said don’t buy it, I don’t like it, I have to buy it for me, but I’m holding a skirt in my hand and circling in front of my classmates.

But she has been waiting for such a person for more than ten years and has never appeared.

Mother Zhao opened her arms and held her in her arms.

Zhao Xingyue folded her arms at the side, watching this scene with warmth in her eyes.

For Zhao Xingyue, getting Shen Qingwei and Zhao's mother close was a matter of getting the best of both worlds.

Her character and experience doomed her to be unable to be attached to her parents and enjoy the love from her mother like a real 16-year-old child. Shen Qingwei, who is growing up, also needs an older woman to take the place of her mother and provide her with support.

"Okay, okay, it won't look good to cry anymore, I'll go outside and peel some fruit for you, and I'll come out to eat later and then go wash up." Mother Zhao let go of Shen Qingwei, wiped the tears on her face, and turned her head to face each other Zhao Xingyue who was on the side said: "Ah Yue, help Weiwei try on the clothes, if there are any that don't fit, pick them out, and I'll take them back to the mall to change."

Zhao Xingyue complied.

After the door of the room was closed, Shen Qingwei came forward and said to Zhao Xingyue, "Thank you."

"Don't hide?"

Shen Qingwei pinched her fingers and said nothing.

Tears welled up from the eye sockets.

Zhao Xingyue was a little helpless, she rubbed Shen Qingwei's head, and pressed the person into her arms, "Since you are so touched today, I will reluctantly lend you my arms."

"Zhao Xingyue," Shen Qingwei said sullenly in her arms, "Why are you being so nice to me?"

Of course it's for the mission.

But this cannot be said in front of Shen Qingwei.

She shrugged her shoulders, "Who told me to be united, friendly, helpful, and a new generation of outstanding young people who grew up under the red flag?"

Shen Qingwei burst out laughing.

……

After that day, the relationship between the two returned to normal.

Zhao's mother bought several sets of clothes and shoes for Shen Qingwei from inside to outside, including underwear and underwear. While Shen Qingwei was moved, she also deeply felt the preciousness of this gift.

Although Zhao's mother considered Shen Qingwei's mood and did not deliberately choose the luxury brands that Zhao Xingyue often wore, but the prices of those ordinary brands of clothes alone added up to a considerable number.

This made Shen Qingwei feel uneasy and ashamed.

However, this uneasiness was resolved by Zhao Xingyue in a few words.

"If you feel embarrassed, just treat my parents as a long-term investment. You treat yourself as a commodity to be invested. As long as you work hard to appreciate and return enough profits to my parents in the future, then they will make money."

"Our family is not a person with excess compassion. If my mother hadn't learned about your experience and thought you were a valuable person, she would not have given you excess maternal love."

"Shen Qingwei, don't think so low of yourself, you deserve to be liked."

You deserve to be liked.

Shen Qingwei chewed this sentence, even though she knew Zhao Xingyue didn't mean that, she still felt a sweet taste spread from her mouth to her heart.

She actually wants to ask a question, what about you?

Since you say I deserve to be liked, do you like me?

But she still didn't speak in the end.

She didn't know how much she liked Zhao Xingyue and how much the other party knew, but once something was said, it couldn't be regarded as non-existent.

So she smiled and said to Zhao Xingyue, "Thank you."

……

The weather is getting colder and colder. Once the final exam is over, it will be winter vacation.

Shen Qingwei doesn't have to go home during her monthly vacation, but she can't escape the long winter vacation. The only thing she is lucky about is that the school dormitory is open when senior high school students are making up classes. She only needs to stay at home for more than ten days to survive. On the eighth day of the first lunar month, you can go back to school.

After not going home for most of the semester, Shen Qingwei mustered up her courage and pointed the key at the keyhole.

But before she could insert the key in, the door opened from the inside.

Out came a stranger she didn't know.

Shen Qingwei immediately had a bad feeling.

"็ Hello Who are you?"

"Uh... sorry, I went the wrong way."

She took two steps back and looked around at the surrounding scenery to make sure she had found the right place.

The houses in the shantytowns all look similar, and it is indeed easy to find the wrong door at the wrong intersection.

Before Shen Qingwei had time to verify her guess, a person suddenly called her.

"Vivi?"

It was an old lady who came out from a door next to her.

"Ah, it's really Weiwei. I haven't seen you for a long time. You look beautiful, your skin is whiter, and you are taller. I almost didn't recognize you."

Seeing an acquaintance, the panic that had just been suppressed resurfaced in Shen Qingwei's heart again.

"Aunt Luo, do you know where my father and brother have gone? Why does someone else live here?"

"Your father didn't tell you?" Aunt Luo was very surprised. There was no reason not to tell the children when they moved, "They moved away, they moved away a month ago."

"Oh, yes, yes, I remembered, thank you, I'm confused, my dad called me before." Shen Qingwei forced a smile, and casually responded to Aunt Luo's words, He hugged his suitcase and ran away as if fleeing.

moved.

My father moved with my brother.

Where will they move to?

Why didn't they tell themselves when they moved?

Trembling, Shen Qingwei took out her mobile phone from her pocket. The extremely cold weather made her exposed hands turn red from the cold, and her joints were so stiff that it took a long time to dial the phone.

"Beep...beep..."

Shen Qingwei wiped away tears, changed the number, and dialed again.

calm down.

Shen Qingwei kept telling herself to calm down in her heart.

She took a deep breath, remembering that when she was cleaning up the mess for Shen Qingzhi, she once saved the phone number of a friend of Shen Qingzhi's, a number that she would never call on weekdays, and it came in handy at this time.

"Hi, hello, I'm Shen Qingzhi's younger sister. He seems to have changed his phone number. Do you know what his current number is?"