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    In January 1998, Hu Jiaying followed Zhao Yichen home for the Spring Festival.

    When Zhao Yiqing opened the door for them, he still held a semi-wet rag in his hand.  She looked a little nervous, and stretched out her hand to shake Hu Jiaying's hand, but suddenly realized that her hands were dirty, so she quickly retracted her hands and wiped them randomly against the hem of her skirt twice, and then carefully stretched them out.

    At noon, Hu Jiaying insisted on helping with the cooking, and Zhao Yiqing panicked. In the end, Zhao Yichen finally calmed down after sending her to the living room to continue cleaning.

    He and Hu Jiaying were left in the kitchen, one choosing vegetables and the other washing the ribs in a stainless steel basin.

    She pinched off the insect holes on the vegetable leaves and listened to the sound of cleaning in the living room. She turned around and glanced at Zhao Yichen beside her, "You're not going to help either."

    "I've cleaned it several times. It's not so clean normally." He grabbed the ribs in his hand and smiled, "She was expecting you to come, so she cleaned it again and again."

    Thinking that every corner of the house was spotless, Hu Jiaying lowered her head and couldn't help laughing for a moment, "I thought your sister would be more capable and strong."

    Putting the meat in the basin into the leaky basin, he held it to drain the water and wrote lightly: "My father did business in Hong Kong in his early years. Later, he went bankrupt and committed suicide by jumping off a building." She dug her nails into the green vegetable leaves and she paused.  , did not look at him, only heard him continue without changing his expression, "Mom took me and my sister to live here alone, sold the original house, and was transferred from the criminal police team to the police station director, just to free up more time.  Take care of us. When I was eleven years old, my mother also died in a car accident, leaving me and my sister. In order to support my education, my sister did not go to college. After high school, she went to help others in stores. She looked weak,  "I cry a lot, but I'm actually very strong. I survived everything and even pulled me up."

    Listening in silence, Hu Jiaying turned on the faucet.

    The water hits the vegetable leaves in the basin, and cold water droplets splash.  For a few seconds, all they could hear was the sound of water.

    She tightened the switch and the sound of water stopped suddenly.

    "Women are weak, but motherhood makes them strong. She treats you the same way," she said.

    The water in the leaky basin had been drained. Zhao Yichen put the ribs at hand, took off the clean towel from the wall hook, and turned to smile back at her.

    ¡°I¡¯ll give you the Shaowan Pork Ribs to try later.¡±

    That night, Hu Jiaying and Zhao Yiqing slept in the master bedroom together.

    Pulling out a few old photo albums, Zhao Yiqing showed her photos of their family with the light on.  Initially there was a family of three, the mother in police uniform, the father in decent clothes, and the girl with two braids.  Later, there were more photos of mothers holding newborn babies, and more photos of girls holding babies in their arms and timidly smiling at the camera.

    A family of three turned into a family of four. It wasn¡¯t until the baby grew into a four or five-year-old boy that his father gradually disappeared from the photos.

    Zhao Yiqing slowly flipped through the photo album, and the smile on his lips faded.

    "Yichen was still young when dad left, so he didn't have much memory."

    The boy in the old photos sometimes wears his mother's police hat and sits on the back seat of a bicycle, and sometimes holds a bamboo gun and poses in a shooting posture, as if he is cooperating with her words, and he is always in high spirits.  Full of air.  She couldn't help but smile again, and then scrolled back, "He has liked to run behind mom since he was a child. When mom goes to the police station, he goes too. All the people he knows and interacts with are policemen, so he also wants to be a policeman.  When he was eight years old, he even helped a neighbor solve a burglary case. At that time, he loved to walk around with the bamboo gun his mother made for him, saying it was patrolling. "

    There happened to be a photo of a boy standing straight on the street. He looked towards the camera with a taut face and a bamboo gun stuck in the elastic band of his trousers. He really looked a bit majestic like a policeman.

    Hu Jiaying, who was sitting next to Zhao Yiqing, also smiled.

    Looking back again, I saw a family photo taken by my mother and her son and daughter during the Spring Festival, followed closely by Zhao Yiqing¡¯s graduation photo.  Tall and thin, with long braids wrapped around her shoulders and draped over her chest, she looks much more mature compared to her junior high school appearance in the previous family photo.  He looks like he was graduating from high school.  The photos are collected in chronological order, followed by older photos of her.  Zhao Yichen occasionally goes out of the country, but the frequency is getting less and less, and his face is no longer as bright as before.

    Most of the time, he just stood next to his sister. No matter how tall or strong he became, he just looked in the direction of the camera with a calm expression. He was just like Hu Jiaying when she first saw him. He was calm, unassuming, and rarely revealed.  mood.

    The mother¡¯s figure never appeared again.

    There seems to be a gap of one or two years. There is no photo record. The only trace is that of siblings.Get a guaranteed postgraduate quota?  !  Is this how you treat her?  !  Do you really want to use dirty tricks to get to the top?  !  ah?  !  "

    Hu Jiaying stood up and walked around the desk. Wang Zhenwen happened to squeeze through the people surrounding the bedroom door and rushed forward to grab Li Linghuan.

    "Okay - okay!" She cried with tears on her face and hugged her waist from behind to prevent her from doing anything again, "Li Linghuan, please stop talking!"

    Xu Xin fell to the cold floor, covering her face with her head buried in her face, and made no sound the whole time.  Qin Yan, who was seated closest to her, squatted beside her and took her arm to help her get up, but to no avail.  But Li Linghuan turned red and started to move around, staring at Xu Xin with eyes wide open, and even wanted to step forward and beat her.

    The third child stretched out his arms to stand between the two groups of people, and hurriedly tried to persuade them, "Calm down, calm down"

    "Yes, maybe there is a misunderstanding"

    "Misunderstanding?! Are you asking her to say it herself? Is it a misunderstanding?!" Li Linghuan interrupted Qin Yan, raised her arm and waved it fiercely in Xu Xin's direction, "Xu Xin, what do you think?! Are you embarrassed to say you didn't?  Did you use dirty tricks?! Ah?! Did you give me a gift?! Or did you sleep with me?!"

    More and more people gathered at the door.  Hu Jiaying walked over and closed the bedroom door.

    "Stop talking" When the door panel touched lightly, Xu Xin's thin voice became clear, "Stop talkingI don't want to be a graduate studentI don't want anything"

    Turning around silently, Hu Jiaying looked at her.  She huddled at the foot of the wall, holding her head and trembling.

    ¡°I don¡¯t want it anymore¡­I don¡¯t want it anymore¡­¡±

    Hu Jiaying stood by the door.

    She remembered that one rainy day, she and Xu Xin rushed to the same teaching building together.  On the way, Hu Jiaying told her about a poem he had excerpted.  Two-line poem, "Rain" by Gu Cheng.

    People rejected this sadness

    Raise your colorful shield to the sky

    At that time, Xu Xin avoided a puddle at her feet, raised the umbrella in her hand, and turned back to smile at her.

    She said, my shield is blue.

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    Since I wrote 22-1 first, I will release this chapter first.

    21-2 is the previous chapter, I will update it later tonight or tomorrow.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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