C20 Red Cherry Green Banana(2)

Zhao Huangli looked at her daughter with her head lowered, neither saying nor saying anything. "Thinking that she was sleepy, he chased her back to the west room to sleep." "Take a walk. If you fall asleep, go back to your bed and sleep. Don't fall asleep here."

Liu Zuoyan looked at her mother, secretly amused. Why hadn't she noticed it before? Her old mother was still a person with a different mindset. It was obvious that he was concerned about her, but the moment he said those kind words, she immediately became furious, as though she was going into a rage. Liu Jia Yan rolled her eyes, she opened her small eyes and said to her mother, "I'm bleeding from my period, what do I do when I get to bed?"

Zhao Huangli seemed to hear an impatient moan from her mouth. She got out of bed and dug out an old blanket from the cabinet on the desk, handing it to Liu Zai. "Fold the blanket in half, and place it under your body." Then he went back to bed to watch TV.

Liuzhu slid the blanket over the east side and crossed the hall to her west side room. She threw herself onto her bed and rubbed against it, laughing inside. Because she found that as long as her eyes met her mother's, her mother would avert her eyes. Was this an act of shyness? Or blush? Or what?

In his previous life, Liu Ziyan had discovered that her mother was always patient with everyone, but when it came to her, her mother would blow her nose and glare at him, looking at what was wrong. She had once suspected that she was not her own daughter, but that she had picked it up. Otherwise, she would be the child of her mother's aunt. Why? This was because not only did she have a name similar to the cicada with a golden statue, but her face was also somewhat similar.

There are several families in the village who raise their relatives and children. Therefore, Liu Ziyan firmly believed in the second theory. That was why she didn't want to talk to him.

Liu Yan laid down on the quilt under the cotton blanket. It was so comfortable that he almost mumbled a few times. She thought that no matter what, she would only treat her like Zhao Huang Li, Liu Ming.

When he thought about how he had shrunk before, he thought about how his hands and feet were cold while he was hiding in a small house in the county. There weren't even two caring people there. Even giving her a bunch of Hand-warming Treasures wouldn't be enough to dispel the coldness and despair in her heart.

She also suffered from pain. When she got home, the bed was warm from the sun and the food was cooked perfectly. Although her mother was a bit apathetic, she still felt damn warm.

His eyes turned hot, and even his tears were unable to stop them. Liu Zaiyan was afraid that her pillow would get wet from crying. It was still her that felt uncomfortable, so she sniffed with all her might, but she didn't dare to make it too loud for fear of being overheard by her mother. She could only imagine, with tears in her eyes, the beautiful light.

Liu Jiayan emptied his burden and thought about the rebirth script he had read before. He thought about their resplendent lives, and then he thought about his miserable management. Before high school, she had no plans.

If she could, she hoped that her life this time would be two levels higher than her previous life. In her previous life, she had missed out on two books and was a junior college student. Although she had a bachelor's degree, her first degree could not change that. This time, her high school goal was set in one book and two books. If that was the case, then he couldn't go there. As for whether he could go there or not, that would have to wait until the time came.

She let go of the question, thinking about her profession and her job. It was true that she liked literature, but she preferred history. If possible, she wanted to read history. As for the work, he was still a teacher.

The so-called ideals and goals were set on the basis of the revolution — the body. Without good health, there is no use in the bravado of an arrogant revolution.

Liu Ziyan frowned when he thought of his body. It was unknown what evil spirit had struck her body. After entering junior high school, her brain had opened up and she had gained godly support from studying. Her memory could be said to have gone through three times. From a person who didn't know why he was carrying his school bag, he became a person who took the initiative to study. Indeed, he envied many villagers.

But who knew what her suffering was! She was only a teenager, but she couldn't fall asleep. No sound. The doctor said she had a nervous breakdown. After drinking it for half a year, there was no effect at all. If you were to say that it was studying stress, she wasn't worried about the results at all. It was always five years before she was able to take the jar off completely.

If she remembered correctly, this year she would suffer from pharyngitis and rhinitis, making it impossible for her to even read books. Her blood pressure was very low, so she didn't use it for three days in the infirmary. She took a leave of absence every two or three days to go home. A class of leave papers had been opened up for her. Helpless, she had to undergo surgery in the county.

After the operation, her mind was filled with the doctor's words, "The child is still young, this operation will have side effects." "Memory will decline." Liu Ziyan couldn't help but hit his head. Poor child, you keep thinking about this, even if your memory hasn't declined yet.

You ungrateful doctor, you missed a young man's path.

Liu Jia Yan held the meat in his hand and played with it. What to do? Reforming the body was too difficult. She wasn't afraid of another operation. She just wanted to find a way to improve her condition. She was almost blind, after all, in the ninth grade, not long after the operation. During those three years in high school, his body wasn't that good either. Sigh, what should he do? They all said I was short of exercise and picky about food.

Liu Ziyan rubbed his palms and nodded his head involuntarily. There was indeed such a small amount (Xiao Ling: This little bit? It's very picky, okay? Bring cigarettes: Nope, just a little bit of Xiao Ling: ah, ah, we want the facts to report, can't hide oh). Why don't you try changing your diet? It didn't matter whether he liked it or not. For the sake of the revolutionary capital, three meals were normal. He was determined to eliminate all kinds of snacks and junk food!

Oh, from tomorrow on, I want to have breakfast! I want to eat meat! Right, from these two points of view, nourishing the stomach, balanced nutrition can healthy growth drop right? Liu Jiayan was playing around in bed by himself. He was thinking and thinking hard. He was determined and determined. It was as if he was going to war.

She heard the dogs barking in the yard, her father Liu Ming scolding the beaver, the door opening and locking, and the wooden door creaking as he walked in and out of the hall.

She stuck her head out, looked at the moonlight shining through the dark window, and grimaced. Sleep. Before he fell asleep, he remembered a sentence that Scarlett had said when she had lost Captain Rhett: Tomorrowisanotalday.