The sunlight dimmed a little bit, Qing Xiran looked at the watch on her wrist, frowned, and looked up at her angry father opposite her. The pain made her face pale.

The time for kindergarten to finish school is almost here, and she doesn’t have much time, so she and Shui Miao have been spending time in this coffee shop.

Then he got up, took his cell phone and car keys, and said to Shui Miao:

"I'm rushing to pick up the pass after school, and I'll find an opportunity to reissue the pass."

Before Shui Miao could speak, Qing Xiran picked up the scarf on the armrest of the chair and said to Shui Miao with a blank expression:

“That’s it, no need to contact us.”

She turned around, passed by the counter of the coffee house, scanned the QR code with her mobile phone to check out, and then walked out of the coffee house.

After the owner of the coffee house served two cups of coffee, the person disappeared, but Qing Xiran was still in a society ruled by law, and the amount of money he should pay would not be less than the owner of the coffee house.

She pushed open the door of the coffee house, walked into the cold air, and quickly walked towards her car.

Behind him, Shui Miao caught up and tried to communicate with her about the pass. Qing Xiran didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, so she opened his car door and sat in.

Depart, leave!

Let Shui Miao yell behind her car.

In the car that was gone, Qing Xiran's head was getting more and more painful, but it was not for her difficult father Shui Miao, but for her headaches that she had started four or five years ago that could not be found out.

It was because of this headache that she met Yiyi's father, and later she had Qing Yiyi...

So in recent years, Peng Yuanying has always used her unmarried child as a raft, constantly telling her father that her private life is chaotic and how well-behaved Li Xiaoxing is, which leads to Yiyi being so old, but Shui Miao never looked at his granddaughter named Qingyiyi at all.

Qing Xiran drove the car, sighed, and drove the car towards the kindergarten.

While driving on the busy road, Qing Xiran held her painful temple and called the private service platform in the security area on her mobile phone.

The phone was connected, and a bunch of long mechanical female voices sounded. After expressing the welcome call selection menu, they were finally transferred to manual service.

A red light rang in front of him, and Qing Xiran calmly explained to the operator in this number the difficulties he was currently facing.

"Hello Ms. Qing, do you mean that your pass has been lost, do you need to report the loss?"

"It's not lost, but was detained by my father and my father's lover."

Qing Xiran should still emphasize this clearly. The safe area is about to open. Who knows if there is any difference between loss and detention? Qing Xiran naturally needs to express it clearly.

The passports in these two safe areas cost all the assets of the Qing family. When they purchased these two passports, Qing Yiyi was not long ago. Now he is almost four years old. Several years have passed, and his grandfather also passed away the year before yesterday.

Qing Xiran didn't know what procedures needed to re-issue these two passes. It was very complicated to think about it, but no matter how complicated it was, it had to be done. Qing Xiran did not have the courage to expose himself and his daughter's lives to increasingly intense radiation all year round.

The other party expressed his understanding and then said in a nearly indifferent voice:

"Hello, please leave your ID number here. We will help you cancel these two passes first and restrict the permission of these two passes to enter the safe area until you add the supporting documents and recreate a new pass for you. We will also investigate the relevant personnel who withhold your pass, verify that the situation is true, and they will permanently restrict their entry into the safe area."

"Okay, thank you, what proof documents do I need to add?"

Ignoring the pain of Nao Ren'er, Qing Xiran drove all the way and wrote down the long list of certificate names mentioned by the customer service.

She didn't have to write a pen at all. She had a terrifying memory. Although she had been using drugs to suppress her headaches, this did not prevent her from remembering the ID name mentioned by the customer service.

Of course, she did not care about Peng Yuanying and Li Xiaoxing being permanently restricted from entering the safe zone. She just explained the difficulties she encountered to the private customer service of the safe zone.

Regardless of whether Peng Yuanying and Li Xiaoxing is a system issue in the safe zone.

After hanging up the phone number of the customer service of the private platform in the safety zone, Qing Xiran drove the car to the street where the kindergarten was. She arrived about twenty minutes ago and the kindergarten had not opened yet.

The phone call finally ended, Qing Xiran's headache had reached her limit of tolerance. She parked the car on the side of the road and couldn't help but gently knock her head towards the window.

It was at this time that her cell phone entered another phone call.

Qing Xiran no longer had the energy to answer the unfamiliar call, but the owner of the call seemed particularly persistent. He continued to call, and kept calling four or five.

Qing Xiran was so annoyed that she picked up her phone and said "Hey?", full of fatigue.

"Hello, my name is Xuyou, and I am affiliated with Huaxia Xiangcheng garrison..."

The other party used a magnetic sound that Qing Xiran felt a little familiar with and introduced his identity. It was a call from the Huaxia Xiangcheng garrison.

What did Xiangcheng garrison do to her? It seemed that the other party's identity level was quite high.

She clenched her fist with a headache, gently pounded her forehead with her fist, raised her head on the back of the driver's seat, and asked with her eyes closed:

"What's up?"

"That's right, we accidentally learned that Miss Qing, you were once affiliated with the highest garrison team of Huaxia Zhu Men's Abacus. Since childhood, you have participated in many international mental abacus competitions on behalf of Huaxia, so we want to call you..."

"I'm sorry, I'm retired."

When Qing Xiran heard the three words "Mental Abacus", her head hurt even more and she hung up Xuyou's phone.

She had long suspected that she had been using her brain too much since she was a child, which led to this headache four or five years ago.

Otherwise, why would her mind be about to explode when others mention the three words "mental abacus" or just the two words "mental abacus".

It seemed as if something was about to break her head and squeeze it out of her head.

After emptying his brain, Qing Xiran didn't think about anything anymore. Then he felt a little better when he opened the car door, tightened his camel-colored tweed coat, and walked towards the kindergarten door.

It was very cold in Hunan in late autumn, with golden maple leaves falling on the lattice brick streets one by one, and there were more and more cars coming to pick people outside the kindergarten.
Chapter completed!