"Don't say it, I said, she needs to have younger brothers and sisters. The little girl is very sensitive. She might be afraid that her parents will no longer love her."

On the high-speed rail, Xuyou began to imagine the reaction that the No. 1 sister would have. As a father, he has always felt a deep sense of guilt towards his daughter, so he is taking special care of the No. 1 sister's emotions.

But in Qing Xiran's opinion, Xuyou had a lot of scenes at this moment, so she just responded. Although she felt that Qingyiyi would be very happy that she had a younger brother, she also went with Xuyou.

He felt that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a father to Qingyi, so he always wanted to make up for his guilt towards Qingyiyi.

Even if that girl wants the stars in the sky, Xuyou will find a way to set up a ladder for her daughter.

When Qing Xiran hung up Xuyou's phone call, she was still lying on the bed, her body fell asleep, but the door was gently knocked. Qing Yiyi was outside, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand.

I thought I knew my mother was sleeping at this time, but Qing Yiyi didn't wait for Qing Xi to respond. She knocked on the door twice, then opened the door and came in by herself, put the porridge on her bedside table, and then sat by her mother's bedside.

Originally, Qing Xiran thought that Qing would leave after sitting for a while, but she didn't expect that she would start crying after sitting for a while.

Qing Xiran suddenly opened her eyes, sat up from the bed, looked at the little girl who lowered her head to wipe her tears, and asked gently:

"Yiyi, why are you crying?"

The little girl turned around, hugged her mother's slender body, and placed her cheeks on her shoulders, saying aggrievedly:

"Mom, I'm sorry, I've been so naughty these years and haven't respected you well. You must be very disappointed with me."

Qing Xiran was a little amused and cried. He reached out and touched the child's head, and said softly:

"I'm fine, don't listen to Yangyang's mother's random words. Mom is very good now, full of hope for life, full of hope for you, and is not disappointed. When your father comes back, he has something to say to you."

"say what?"

There were still two tears in the little girl's eyes. She raised her head to look at her mother. Seeing that her mother didn't say anything, she promised:

"No matter what my father says, I will definitely be a hardworking and good kid in the future, do housework every day, improve every day, and study hard."

She said sweet words to her mother. The little child didn't know how to respect her parents. She had no money and no power, and her parents didn't lack these things.

Therefore, you can only try to cause less trouble, listen to your parents more, read more books, love to work, and strive to shape yourself into a better person. This is the only thing that you can guarantee and complete well.

Qing Xiran was relieved when she heard this, and then she understood why Qing Yiyi and his friends were so diligent today and were still doing a big cleaning in the villa. It turned out that they wanted to show themselves well and let their mother worry less.

She smiled and patted Qing Yiyi's head, and said:

"Other parents may ask their children in this way, but for your parents, as long as you are happy, healthy, and keep up, you will never have nightmares and have no shadows in life. This is the best care and warmth for your parents."

After a pause, Qing Xiran hugged Qing Yiyi and sighed:

"Child, life is so long, you will grow up in a blink of an eye. You have never caused any trouble to your mother since childhood, so you can keep your original appearance and make up without deliberately changing anything."

Qing Yi looked up in Qing Xiran's arms and nodded solemnly at her mother.

She will definitely become the happiest child in the world because her parents are the most powerful people in the world. She can't do anything for her parents. The only thing she can do is live a healthy, happy and happy life.

Then, Qing raised his hand to hook his mother's neck and said to her very seriously:

"Then, mom, promise you one by one that you will always be a happy child, keep upward and not play with bad children, and also be a happy mother, keep a positive motivation to live, okay?"

"Okay, pull the hook."

Qing Xiran raised her little finger and hooked her with Qing one by one, with a solemn promise...

Time passed quickly, and Xuyou secretly took the high-speed rail from the northern region and returned to the south in a low-key manner. Except for his several district commanders, no one knew that he, the commander-in-chief, would do the high-speed rail alone to return to Xiangcheng.

This incident did not alarm anyone.

And just as he returned to Xiangcheng, the western region lived a life that was as hot as a stove during the day and as cold as an ice cellar at night.

"Qing Xiran" presided over several emergency repairs of cultural relics here. She was driving and returning to the garrison command center.

There is yellow sand everywhere here. Recently, the Tucheng City is recruiting soil-type psychics to plant trees. The sand in the city is leveled by soil-type psychics, and finally feels a little real-life. After two days, a large sandstorm will pass, and cement roads will be built here, trees will be planted on the roadside, and water-type psychics will build a fountain in the city.

This Tucheng, which penetrates deep into the heart of the desert, has gradually become an oasis in the desert, and the environment is getting better and better.

The tents of the command center have become cement houses in just a few days, and the living conditions of the garrisons are gradually improving.

"Qing Xiran" drove directly into the command center and parked the car outside the yard of the small foreign building. She got out of the car and walked into the small foreign building, but she didn't notice that a layer of yellow sand fell under the car plate behind her.

When "Qing Xiran" entered the small western-style building, a gust of wind and sand hit, and the lights in the room were clearly extinguished, as if they had entered a very strange picture.

"Qing Xiran" had no idea. When it was going up the stairs, the lights in the small western building suddenly went out. The wind and sand blew open a window with a "bang", and the sand blew into the small western building along the wind.

"Qing Xiran" standing on the stairs quietly turned around and looked at the dark living room. The glass window was shaking. A man sat on the sofa in the living room. He was very fat, with a cold moon outside the window on his back and his facial expression could not be seen clearly.

“Huang He.”

"Qing Xiran" opened his mouth calmly, turned around, began to walk under the stairs, and reached the living room.

Huang He, who was sitting on the sofa, sneered twice and asked:

"Aren't you afraid of me? Are you not afraid of me killing you?"

It didn't reply, but just looked for a sofa and sat opposite Huang He, with a coffee table separated by the two of them.

During this period, Qing Xiran changed Qing Xiaomei's algorithm, making the body of this machine look smoother and the facial expressions are richer.
Chapter completed!