On the weekend, Sister Qiao came to see Qiao’s father and Qiao’s mother. After talking to Qiao’s mother for a while, she went to Lana Qiao’s room and took a look. Lana Qiao’s room is now almost a messy room with clutter.
Sister Qiao bit her lip and went to the kitchen to help Mother Monica cook. When the whole family sat down to eat together, she asked Mother Monica, “Mom, has Lan Lan been in contact with the family?”
“What to contact?” Qiao’s mother tongue became very bad in an instant. “I called her head teacher last time and asked me to call me back, but there was no news at all. If you don’t love to come back, you will never come back. Wait. I’m starving to death and can’t stand it anymore. I don’t want to come back.”
Julian Qiao gnawed on a piece of ribs and murmured vaguely, “I’m not starving, my third sister took the first grade exam last semester and got a scholarship of 5,000 yuan.”
The Old lady Olive took a sip at the opportunity, “Raising a white-eyed wolf so much, it’s a little bit good to remember home.”
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