Cousin fierce

Chapter 225

"En." Jia Baoyu watched Wang Xifeng leave.

The place where Wang Xifeng sat next to him was still warm, and when Jia Baoyu thought of what happened today, it was as if a hole had leaked in his heart, and the wind poured into his body from that hole, making it chilly.

"What do you mean?" Jia Baoyu didn't understand why Xiaozhi didn't come out, but it was rare to see his mother appear.

The beautiful woman looks only in her twenties, she is smart and capable, and she is used to manipulating in the company, and Jia Baoyu is no exception.She said that Jia Baoyu would not come again from today.

"Xiaozhi needs a quiet study atmosphere. I know that classmate Jia is doing it for his own good, but these things will only waste his study time."

Jia Baoyu sighed.

Tomorrow is New Year's Day and I don't seem to know how to arrange it.

Do you snuggle up quietly at home watching a movie, or go outside?

Jia Baoyu prefers to stay at home, she wonders if Wang Xifeng likes to spend a day quietly with her.

She went to Wang Xifeng and asked her if she wanted to spend a New Year's Day with her without a third person.

When he was only a few steps away from Wang Xifeng, the phone rang.

The sudden ringing of the phone made Jia Baoyu stop, and Wang Xifeng, who was in the kitchen, also looked this way.

"Whose?" Wang Xifeng couldn't guess who would call her home. Basically, only family members knew the number, and most people used her mobile phone to contact her.

"I don't know." Jia Baoyu went to the phone and answered the phone, but it was his father's voice.

"Baoyu, when will you go home?" This is not like the usual father's voice and tone, this kind of voice is cold and self-controlled, as if I am controlling my emotions to prevent outbursts.

Jia Baoyu didn't understand what was wrong, so he looked back at Wang Xifeng, who poked his head out of the kitchen curiously, and asked, "Who is calling?"

Hearing Wang Xifeng's voice, the person over there asked, "Yu'er, do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

"No." Just as Jia Baoyu answered, Jia Zheng ordered, "Take the earliest flight home tomorrow."

"Why?" Jia Baoyu was puzzled.

After a moment of silence, Jia Zheng said: "Your mother is ill, if you still have filial piety, come here immediately."

As soon as Jia Baoyu heard that his mother was sick, he became anxious and asked, "What's wrong with mother, is it serious?"

"Seriously." Jia Zheng said calmly.

Although he was skeptical, Jia Baoyu agreed.

The mother is sick, how can the children who are far away from home not go back to visit.

His mother, who was always healthy, got sick for no reason, and Jia Baoyu had to believe in the word that people have fortunes and misfortunes at this time.

"You don't look very good when you answer the phone, what's the matter?" Wang Xifeng came out after serving the dishes, saw Jia Baoyu standing by the phone, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.Thinking what was said in that phone call, he hurriedly asked.

"Something happened to my mother's body. I want to go home."

"Okay, when?"

"Tomorrow." Jia Baoyu replied.

"What? Tomorrow?" Wang Xifeng raised her voice in surprise, tomorrow?More than half of today has passed, and tomorrow is New Year's Day, the traffic is busy, let's not talk about the subjective question of whether this person will go or not, it is just that there is still room in this crowded traffic for Jia Baoyu's hasty trip to take shape?

"My father asked for it." Jia Baoyu didn't know why Jia Zheng was able to give the order so forcefully.

Maybe Dad was in a hurry.

she understands.

But Wang Xifeng couldn't understand.He made the trip in a hurry, almost as if Jia Baoyu was afraid that Jia Baoyu would run away if it was too late. Moreover, when my aunt called a few days ago, her voice was full of anger, and she didn't look like she was sick.How could it be so hasty.

"I'm going to make preparations now." When Jia Baoyu went to the bedroom to pack his luggage, Wang Xifeng made a phone call to his family.

When her mother answered the phone, Wang Xifeng quickly asked, "Mom, how are you doing at home?"

"It's okay. Feng'er, what's the matter, I haven't called back for several months, but I asked this question when I called." Wang Xifeng's mother obviously didn't react yet, and it took a long time to recognize her voice after answering the phone. From the memory, I found Wang Xifeng's voice to match.

"No, I just had a dream. I dreamed that my aunt was sick, and I was a little worried."

"What nonsense, kid, your aunt is still eating at your grandmother's house today, how could she get sick when she is in good health? Do you know if you don't talk about this in the future?"

"Got it." When Wang Xifeng heard the news, her brows tightened.

"When will you come home? It's almost Chinese New Year. Do you know that you will come home earlier this year?"

"En." Wang Xifeng replied casually.

"That……"

"Mom, I'm going to eat now. I'm busy. Goodbye."

"Oh, goodbye then."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xifeng turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

The man in the bedroom was still packing up his things, putting pieces of clothing into his schoolbag.

Wang Xifeng said: "Can you not go back tomorrow?"

"Why? It's really troublesome. I originally planned to spend New Year's Day with you, but it happened so suddenly that I always have to go back." Jia Baoyu turned to look at Wang Xifeng condescendingly, with emotions in her eyes that she couldn't understand , hurriedly replied.

"Aunt is not sick." Wang Xifeng said calmly.