Ninety school bully's little sweet wife

"Are you okay with him? Have you gone to school now? How are they treating you?" Duan Yuehua couldn't help asking one by one.

Lin Zhiyun held back her sour sobs, and said with trembling lips: "Mom... I'm fine, and now I'm in Mingying High School, which is a key high school in the city!"

"How are they treating you?" Duan Yuehua was relieved of her studies, but worried about her life in that strange home.

"They're all very polite. I can take care of myself, so don't worry." Lin Zhiyun said softly.

"Don't be as stubborn as you are at home when you go out, be obedient, and don't run around.

When you have time, find some capable jobs, wash clothes and cook, don't you know it all?
Be diligent, be sweet, don't... don't make your aunt angry. "Duan Yuehua's voice was full of endless worries about her daughter being alone under the fence.

"I know... I'm obedient... I'm good. I didn't make them angry, and I'm diligent. They all like me." Lin Zhiyun deliberately spoke in a cheerful voice, but tears couldn't help but flow like crazy Out of the eye sockets, crazily flowing on the face non-stop.

"Mom, are you at home?" Lin Zhiyun didn't dare to ask more, so she could only ask cautiously.

"Okay, I'm fine." Duan Yuehua lowered her voice a little.

"How is grandpa and grandma? Is this year's paeonol medicine selling well?" Lin Zhiyun blinked her slender eyelashes, tears dripping down her eyes.

"The price of Danpi medicine this year is pretty good. Special-grade Danpi medicine costs two yuan a catty! Danpi Mao costs thirty cents a catty!" Duan Yuehua said in a relaxed voice.

"That's good, grandpa and grandma must be very happy." Lin Zhiyun also said happily.

"When the medicinal materials are sold, I'll send you some money." Duan Yuehua said.

"Mom, I have money to use, so you don't need to give me money." Lin Zhiyun said hastily.

"Did he give you money?" Duan Yuehua was silent for a while before asking.

"No, it's my own pocket money. Just like in my hometown, my grades are so good, and I can earn pocket money by tutoring a few poor students." Lin Zhiyun explained.

"Didn't he give you pocket money?" Duan Yuehua asked.

"I give it, but it's not much. I earn and spend it myself. I can buy whatever I want! Mom! When I save more, I'll buy something for you and send it back." Lin Zhiyun tentatively said.

Breast cancer is the most taboo of emotional depression. She hopes that her mother can be happy and stop worrying about her.

"You are new to a new environment, don't just talk about money with people, you have to talk about friendship with them, talk about friendship,

You have to help each other, you have to make friends, you can integrate into the new environment of the new school. "Duan Yuehua was very worried that she would not adapt to the new school and would be lonely without friends.

"Mom, I know, I also made several new friends. Mom, do you know? The students in our class are very good! The teachers are also very good!
Our school is very beautiful, the playground is very big, every day during the physical education class, it is very lively..." Lin Zhiyun said in detail, and described her current life in the school as very harmonious and happy.

In the previous life, because she hated her mother and transferred to the city before her, she vented all the exclusion and grievances she received at school on her mother.

In fact, she didn't really hate her mother at that time, but she hated that useless self to death.

"Mom, I miss you, I miss you so much." Lin Zhiyun finally said softly with tears in her eyes.

After more than ten years in the previous life and present life, I finally said this sentence to my mother in person.

"When you are on vacation, go home!" Duan Yuehua said softly after a long time.

"Okay, I'll go back as soon as the holiday is over." Lin Zhiyun said with a smile in her tears.

Duan Yuehua hung up the phone in the grocery store.

"Zhiyun's mother, your Zhiyun is from the city now, and she is still in high school in the city. I'm afraid she will go to a prestigious university in the future!" said the proprietress of the grocery store enviously.

"Whether she can pass the exam or not depends on whether she is willing to work hard." Duan Yuehua looked pale, reluctantly echoed a few words, and went home.

As soon as she got home and sat down, Duan Yuehua couldn't help it anymore, her eyes were suddenly wet, tears blurred her entire vision.

She turned out the photo of her daughter from the drawer, staring at the photo without blinking.

Thinking back to what my daughter said on the phone, I just felt that my chest was blocked and my throat was blocked, and I was so distressed that I could hardly breathe.

Duan Yuehua caressed the person in the photo with both hands, and tears rolled down in strings. The more tears she shed, the sadder she became. If she couldn't wipe the tears clean with her hands, she just wiped them with her sleeves.

After raising her for 17 years, what kind of temperament is she? Can a mother like her not know?

Before that, she forced her to transfer schools, forced her to go to the city alone, and forced her to live with her father alone.

With her dog's stubborn temper, it is impossible for her to call home to find her without a year or a half.

Her temper has been stinky and stubborn since she was a child. When she was in junior high school, she lost her temper because she couldn't take Mi to the school cafeteria. She couldn't bear it and beat her up.

And she had bet with her for half a month because of the beating, and she hadn't even called her mother in the past half month.

But now she is calling her mother over and over again on the phone...

Her heart was about to break when she shouted...

How much did her daughter suffer and suffer before she called back to find her mother?

What kind of life did her daughter live outside so that she could grow up and become sensible in such a short period of time?
How much did her daughter suffer before she learned how to love her, not to let her worry, and learned to report good news and not bad news?
It's hard for Duan Yuehua to imagine what it's like for her daughter outside, but she, as a mother, can't help her with anything, and can't even spend much time with her...

What will her baby do next?
How does this make her feel at ease?

Duan Yuehua's eyes suddenly burst into a layer of deep, deep pain, tears dripped down from her fingers, and she sobbed suppressedly.

Duan's mother picked a basket of vegetables from the vegetable field and came back. When she heard the movement in her daughter's room, she went to have a look.

When she just came back, she seemed to hear that Zhiyun had called back from the city.

"Yuehua! What's the matter with you?" Mother Duan was startled when she saw the heartbroken daughter in the room, and hurriedly asked.

Her daughter, she knew, had the most stubborn character.

Even when her daughter first found out that she was terminally ill, she never saw such complete sorrow and complete despair in her daughter!

"What's the matter? You talk!" Mother Duan asked tremblingly, with her heart in her throat.

"Mom, I'm going to the city. I'm going to see Bao'er. I'm worried about her." Duan Yuehua choked up and cried.

"Then go, after the medicinal materials are sold, we all go to see Zhiyun." Mother Duan said decisively, hugging her daughter's shoulders.

Duan Yuehua was so sad that he couldn't make a sound, so he could only nod his head non-stop.