Marvel: 2.4 Billion Hours a Day

Chapter 2 She can’t see the suffering on her daughter’s face

Chapter 2 She can’t see the suffering on her daughter’s face

Her mother said: “Dear child, in this case, I would rather not know. It does.”

“That’s what I’ve been sticking to!” the girl said. “It’s so hard, God knows! There’s nothing evil or even risky about it, dear mom, and it’s right as far as I know!”

The mother cried and laughed. “If you say so, my dear boy, I know I won’t stop you. And I don’t want to argue with you – even for yourself, because it’s very good for me to have you here. I’ll miss you -Daisa!”

“Don’t, Mom-!” the girl cried.

“It’s natural for young people to go. We expect timely. But you’re still young, and, I hope, until Li Shi is ready, the church will satisfy you.”

Han Qing sat up straight.

“Mother! You can’t see that Li Shi will never be ready! Look at that family! And their way of life! And those mortgages! Even if my father always loses money, I can wait to teach and save some money. But I see I’ve been exhausted for many years before Li Shi, I can’t stand it!”

Her mother stroked her blonde hair softly, and it was not surprising that she thought of the brave young lover so lost in her pleas.

“Besides,” the girl continued, “if I waited, then saved, and married Li Shi, I wonder what you would do? What I can’t bear is to make you grow up and sick, and never in my life Have a great time!”

Mrs. Zhang smiled tenderly. “Your dear child!” she said, as if a five-year-old dear was willing to give her a rainbow, “I know you mean the best. But, my dear! I hope you are here – with me More “good times” at home than you can imagine!

She couldn’t see the misery on her daughter’s face. But she felt impressed and followed up with heartbreaking sincerity. She held the girl to her chest, holding her like a child. “My baby! My baby! Don’t leave your mother I can’t stand it!”

A familiar step outside, heavy and uncertain, and they both looked at each other in horror.

They forgot the cookies.

“Is dinner ready?” Mr. Li asked humorously.

“In a little while, father,” cried Di Ansa. “At least for a while.”

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Mrs. Li Jingjing said softly, “Father, don’t bother the child.” “She feels very uncomfortable.”

“Should have thought she would,” replied the husband. “And, in my opinion, she should. ”

He took it out from the tide of local scraps of paper and pipes, and made himself appear patient; but this patience seemed to permeate the kitchen, as if it were chains on Han Qing’s feet.

In the end, she prepared dinner instead of cookies for the scones, and did not comment on the change. However, the two women felt the atmosphere strongly. Probably eaten by a tall old man who ate less than usual and said nothing.

“I’m going to see Edwards about that new incubator,” he said when the meal was over, and left. After trying in vain to mend the wound, Mrs. Zhang dried her cloudy glasses and went to bed.

Diana Han Qing made everything neat and tidy. He washed his eyes again and walked out in the moonlight. In that soft and soft broad light, she took a deep breath and stretched her strong young arms to the sky dumbfounded. So,