Chapter Twelve Tear Clearly(1/2)
"You kid, you are just two salted duck eggs, so why bother to break the relationship?"
Lin Miao put the chopsticks on it, "This is not a matter of how many eggs or how much meat."
She looked at Lin Jie seriously.
"I'm so cool, why are you here?"
Lin Jie blinked.
"After that happened in our family, I was hospitalized. You shouldn't have time to tell them about your divorce from my dad, right?"
"How did they know?"
Lin Jie pursed his lips.
"It's my dad," Lin Miao curled the corners of his mouth coldly.
"I am not willing to leave the house without permission, so I asked my aunt to be a lobbyist."
"He is your father," Lin Jie couldn't help but say as Lin Miao calmly analyzed without any emotion.
"But he never thought I was a daughter, didn't he?"
Lin Miao asked back, "Does he think you are your wife?"
Lin Jie was silent again.
"Tomorrow is Monday. Please contact him and make sure the time is right. I will ask Officer Zhou for help and sort out the relationship as soon as possible."
Lin Jie looks at Lin Miao.
"If the classmates and teachers around you know about me and your dad, they will look at you with weirdness and deliberately say some sarcastic gossip in front of you, and the teacher will not treat you like before, so you will still persist?"
"Yes," Lin Miao nodded vigorously.
As long as you can keep your mother away from suffering, some rumors will be nothing to do with her.
"Okay," Lin Jie said: "I will get things done as soon as possible."
Lin Miao showed a smile.
"Everything will pass, and we will be fine, too," she paused and took Lin Jie's hand, "Mom, you deserve a better man."
"You," Lin Jie suddenly looked up, and a hint of redness appeared on his face.
"What are you talking nonsense?"
"I'm not talking nonsense," Lin Miao said: "If you meet a good man, don't worry about me."
"In two years, I will be an adult and can take good care of myself."
Lin Miao spoke calmly, but Lin Jie's eyes were red.
She hurriedly turned her head and wiped away the tears that were coming.
Lin Miao leaned on her shoulder, hugged her thin waist as thin as a girl, smelled the elegant fragrance on her body, and was filled with happiness.
The next morning, I had breakfast.
"I'll call your dad when I go to work."
Lin Jie took the initiative to mention it.
"I'll contact Officer Zhou?" Lin Miao asked.
"No," Lin Jie straightened his back.
She can't let her daughter rush forward in this way.
She took a deep breath and strode away.
Lin Miao followed the door, bolted the yard door, and went back to sleep.
There will be more things they will go through in the future.
She believed that her mother would handle the matter properly.
Lin Miao was sleeping and it was noon.
Lin Jie did not come back.
Lin Miao heated up the leftover rice in the morning and took a bite.
By the evening, Lin Jie came back exhausted.
After hanging up her backpack, she smiled at Lin Miao who looked concerned.
"It's already done," she took off her coat, "I'm hungry, I'll go cook."
Lin Miao followed her to the kitchen and asked, "My dad said nothing?"
Lin Jie lowered his head and shook it slightly.
"That's good," Lin Miao didn't ask much when he saw that Lin Jie was not talking about it.
Not long after, Lin Jie came over with two bowls of egg noodles.
Just took the pickles, the two of them ate some, and then went back to their respective houses.
Lin Miao's physical energy loss these days was severe, so he fell asleep after taking the medicine.
Therefore, I don’t know that the lights were on in Lin Jie’s house all night.
The next day, Lin Jie prepared breakfast early.
When Lin Miao got up, Lin Jie told her to have a good meal and not forget to take medicine and go out to work.
Lin Miao glanced at the wall clock.
It was a bit early, but not very early.
I didn't take it seriously.
In a few more days, the wound healed completely.
After removing the thread, Lin Miao began to organize his schoolbag.
Lin Jie was on the side, watching her tidy up for a long time, and couldn't help laughing.
"I'll help you."
She neatly classified the books.
"I took a break for more than ten days, and I even forgot how to collect the book?"
Lin Miao was embarrassed.
She didn't take a break for more than ten days, she obviously took a break for a long time.
After sorting out his schoolbag, Lin Jie handed over the school uniform.
"I have to get up early tomorrow and go to bed early tonight."
Lin Miao nodded, looking forward to the campus life that had been away from for many years.
The next day, when the genius was about to get brighter, Lin Jie got up.
"Miaomiao, get up," Lin Jie stood by the door and shouted, then hurried to cook.
Lin Miao got up from the bed and was still a little drowsy.
I sat for a while before I put on my school uniform and went to wash up.
When he came out, Lin Jie had already prepared the meal.
"Eat quickly, go to school after finishing," Lin Jie unbuttoned his apron and went to his bag to get three tickets.
"At noon, if mom doesn't come back, you can go and buy some, don't buy it randomly, do you know?"
Lin Miao put the hairy tickets into his pocket, nodded his head vaguely, then lowered his head to drink porridge and eat steamed buns.
Lin Jie pinched her points, and when she saw that there were only fifteen minutes left before morning self-study, she grabbed her schoolbag.
"Okay, go quickly."
Lin Miao glanced at the wall clock, took the last sip of porridge, put on his schoolbag, and rushed out.
"Slow down, your injury has not healed yet," Lin Jie shouted from behind.
"It's okay," Lin Miao replied without looking back.
The sound of the courtyard door opening and closing.
Lin Jie shook his head and sat at the table.
In the alley, Lin Miao ran a few steps quickly and his speed slowed down.
The wound is just healing on the surface, but the inner part has not yet recovered.
The schoolbag she was carrying behind her was too heavy, and if she walked too fast, she would stretch the wound.
After leaving the alley, a few students came from a distance wearing the same school uniform as hers.
When Lin Miao saw one of the students with a ponytail and a pink schoolbag carrying a pink schoolbag, he bent his mouth.
To be continued...