The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 85.085
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I heard that Jiang Mingyuan will be back soon, and Cheng Huan finally put down his snacks.
She has seen many coups in small countries in the news before, and she is afraid that men will also encounter this kind of problem. These days, she has been worried and stared at the news when she has time. The TV stations talk about new things every day. Some things have to be repeated more than a dozen times from morning to night, so that the stars will learn to say.
Fortunately, this life is finally over.
Cheng Huan slept very early that night. After washing and washing, she lay on the bed with her hands folded on her abdomen, thinking about what to do when someone came back to replenish the meat he lost, and then she wondered what to do. I signed up for Xingxing. I should find time to meet with the new teacher. After thinking about these things, she gradually fell asleep.
This Juecheng Huan fell asleep really unsteadily. He seemed to have seen terrible things in his dream. The panic was still there when he woke up, but the things were forgotten.
She clutched her chest and panted, stretched out her hand to touch the cold sweat on her forehead, turned on the phone, and it was only three o'clock in the morning.
At this point, Jiang Mingyuan should have already rested, she is not good to bother. When I woke up, I couldn't fall asleep. Cheng Huan lay down for a while, turning on the TV habitually, and there was no show. Looking at the blue screen, she sighed, raised her hand and tapped on her forehead, then turned off the TV again, lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
In the second half of the night, I stayed up like this, and Cheng Huan got up just after dawn.
She absent-mindedly washed the rice and cooked it, and then looked at the time.
Six o'clock is the time for the morning news.
Early in the morning, there are very few new things. The news broadcasts are all yesterday's content. Cheng Huan used the host's voice as the background sound and continued to prepare breakfast.
"According to the measurement of the X Continent Seismic Network, a strong earthquake of magnitude 8.5 occurred in the sea at 22:00 local time, which is 3 o’clock in Beijing time, at 56° east longitude and 23° north latitude, and the tsunami caused by the earthquake affected Many islands in country I have entered a state of emergency. The embassy and consulates have issued reminders..."
At the beginning of the news broadcast, Cheng Huan didn't take it seriously. When she heard a certain keyword, her expression suddenly changed. The sieve on the surface of the sieve in his hand fell, and the flour flew up, splashing all the white on the clothes, but Cheng Huan didn't want to pay attention to it.
She ran out of the kitchen in disorderly steps. The tsunami caused by the earthquake was still broadcast on the TV in the living room. A witness shot was intercepted. The waves flew and rearranged on the shore, and the trees on the shore , Tables and chairs, telephone poles, and even houses were photographed down. The garbage was poured into the city with seawater. In the picture, you can even see a young man lying on the driftwood, crying for help from both sides, but was lifted by the floating waves in the next moment. Going into the water, disappear without a trace even without struggling.
Cheng Huan’s heart was gripped tightly at that moment, as if she had lost the ability to think, her limbs were weak, and she almost couldn’t support her body. A few minutes later, she suddenly regained consciousness, the first thing He just took out his cell phone and dialed Jiang Mingyuan's number.
There was a "beep" on the phone, and her eyes lit up, but then she heard a reminder that the other party was not in the service area.
The hope that had just risen was shattered, and Cheng Huan’s hands were shaking. She gritted her teeth, she still shed two rows of tears without any promise, reached out her hand and wiped her face indiscriminately, and Cheng Huan continued to call the other party. .
The tsunami incident was not trivial. Several news articles in a row were all related to this aspect. Cheng Huan made more than a dozen calls without answering, and finally calmed down a little bit and stopped doing this useless effort.
She took down the phone number of the embassy and consulate in I country. After making many calls, she was finally connected. The capital where the embassy and consulate was located was not affected by the disaster, but because I was also considered a tourist attraction, the people who lost contact during the disaster There are too many, and they are a little too busy. They only hurriedly talked about the current situation in country I, took down Jiang Mingyuan's personal information, and hung up the phone after a few words of comfort, saying that they would notify her as soon as they had news.
Cheng Huan lost his soul. After finishing the call with the embassy and consulate, he tried to contact Jiang Mingyuan again. He tried various social software programs, but there was no response for the time being.
She was sitting on the ground, without any expression on her face, as if she was empty in her heart, braving a steady stream of cold outside, freezing all her limbs.
When the stars woke up, they saw this scene.
In his own clothes, the button of the little padded jacket was crooked, and the child came over with a sleepy eye, sat face to face on the floor and asked her: "Mom, I'm hungry, what should we eat in the morning?"
When she heard her son's voice, Cheng Huan suddenly returned to her senses. Her empty eyes finally focused, but when she saw the stars, the sadness and panic in her heart rose again.
Cheng Huan raised his head and blinked, holding back the sour feeling, got up from the ground, put down the phone, got up and pulled up the stars: "Don't sit on the ground."
"Mom sits before I sit."
Cheng Huan didn't feel like joking with the stars this time. He heard a hum, and led people to the dining room and walked into the kitchen by himself.
She heard the news when sifting the flour, and didn't do the rest. So today’s breakfast only had a bowl of white porridge. The porridge was cooked in a rice cooker, but there was no problem. Cheng Huancheng took out a bowl of porridge, accompanied by a dish of previously marinated side dishes, put it in front of the stars, and let him eat.
Xingxing was a little surprised at such a simple breakfast, but he didn't say anything. He obediently drank half a bowl of porridge, and saw that his mother was still standing across from him. He wondered: "Mom, don't you eat breakfast?"
"Mom is not hungry." How could Cheng Huan have an appetite now, she barely squeezed out a smile and rubbed the star's head: "You can eat it yourself."
"Okay." The star didn't feel anything wrong. He grumbled and drank the remaining half of the porridge, put the spoon down, wiped his mouth, and then went out: "Mom, I'm playing."
The little guy finished speaking, and ran out without waiting for his mother's response. He was crazy all morning in the toy room upstairs. He waited until he was hungry before he ran down. When he came down to see, the house was cold and his mother was still in the morning posture, let alone cooking, and he didn't even wash his bowl. .
The little guy is a little worried now. He clutched his stomach, walked to Cheng Huan, and timidly called his mother: "Are you sick?"
"No." Cheng Huan rubbed her face with her hands. She thought about a lot of things all morning. Now that she saw the stars, she had a decision in her heart: "Will Mom take you out for fun?"
"Okay!" The little guy was very interested in going out, and he forgot his hungry stomach when he heard the words. He leaned over to hold Cheng Huan’s leg and asked with his little face up and asked: "It’s with Dad. Together?"
"Yeah." Cheng Huan took a step back in his hug. She stood for the whole morning, her legs were numb and numb, and she couldn't even bend her knees stiffly.
Cheng Huan squeezed the muscles of his legs, frowned, endured the tingling itch, and finally regained the sense of his legs.
She acted vigorously and vigorously. Only then did she decide to find someone. Within half an hour, both mother and son went out.
Going to I country is visa-free, but it saves a lot of tedious procedures. Coincidentally, there is a flight to the capital of I country at four o'clock in the afternoon.
Cheng Huan took Xingxing to the airport to complete the formalities and bought a simple fast food. She still had no appetite, but she still ate a little under pressure.
After eating, she hugged the stars, and she was reading the news while waiting for the boarding time.
Country I has just experienced a natural disaster. Many tourists who originally planned to travel canceled their plans, and even half of the people on the plane did not get on the plane.
It takes ten hours to fly from city S to the capital of country I. Cheng Huan bought the economy class, which is narrow and inconvenient to stretch his legs, let alone food.
Xingxing was a little excited when he first got on the plane. These joys faded with the passage of time. When the meal was over, the little guy was completely wilted.
"Mom." With a bitter face, he ate a yellow vegetable leaf into his mouth, pouting, and said, "This plane is not as delicious as the previous one."
Of course, economy class cannot be compared with first class. Cheng Huan touched his head, did not speak, and when he was finished eating, he held him in his arms and coaxed him to sleep softly.
The biological clock of the stars has always been on time, even on a less comfortable plane, he fell asleep at that point. Cheng Huan hugged the person all night, and finally got the plane to land. It was eleven o'clock in the evening in country I, and the airport was still busy. She held the sleeping star to complete the formalities and found the embassy according to the address she wrote down before.
The embassy was brightly lit and the staff were working overtime. When Cheng Huan entered, he heard someone discussing a rescue plan.
She found someone to explain her intentions. The staff member was not surprised by this. He said a few words about the latest developments, and then asked which island Jiang Mingyuan was on, saying that it would be easier to find if the range was confirmed.
When the two talked for the last time, the man only said that he would meet a few people, and he didn't say which island he was going to. Cheng Huan was not sure where he was before he lost contact.
Looking at her performance, the staff was also a little disappointed. He comforted a few words and took Cheng Huan to a nearby hotel and said that she would stay in first. People have been arranged to go to various disaster-stricken locations for rescue. Soon There will be news.
"Thank you." Cheng Huan thanked him softly, and walked upstairs with the room card holding the star.
Cheng Huan decided to have a double bed, and the hotel facilities are pretty good, without any strange smell.
Take off the star coat and shoes and put them in the bed. She sat there for a while, then took out the phone again, to see if there was any reply. The mobile phone is still a domestic card, which will have no signal at all, and there is no wifi in the hotel. This will be an electronic appliance that can only be used to check the time, and the rest will have no effect.
Cheng Huan put away the phone in disappointment and fell back on another bed. She didn't sleep all day and night, her body was exhausted, but her spirit was tense and she didn't feel sleepy.
Stayed up all night again. When I got up, she almost fell down without standing firmly. Her head was so heavy that she barely felt less uncomfortable after washing her face with cold water while holding her head.
The woman in the mirror turned yellow, her eyes were black, her lips were white, and she looked like the heroine of a ghost movie. Cheng Huanding watched for a while, raised her hand and patted her face, and then went back to her room to wake up the star. After taking him to wash up, we ate breakfast, and then asked the staff to ask about the location of the business hall. After a few talks, the two finally got on the channel.
Cheng Huan found a place according to the other party's instructions. It was too early and the business hall had not opened yet. She waited outside the door. After waiting for more than an hour, she finally waited until the business hall opened.
The staff in the business hall only speaks the local language. The two of them couldn’t communicate at all. After a long time of entanglement, they became angry. In the end, a Chinese who came to handle the business helped Cheng Huan choose a more affordable package. He also paid for her who had no time to exchange currency.
Cheng Huan gave the money to the well-wisher according to the proportion. After leaving the door of the business hall, he couldn't wait to plug in the new mobile phone card.
An extra card was added, and some messy things had to be set. She patiently finished one by one, and then couldn't wait to open WeChat.
The WeChat is quiet, there is no more news, only the subscribed official account has added a few new updates.
Cheng Huan held on to one side of the wall, gritted his teeth and breathed deeply, concealing another disappointment.
She dragged her heavy legs back, halfway through, the phone in her pocket shook.
Cheng Huan took it out and opened it as quickly as possible, and his eyes darkened as soon as they lighted up.
That was not a news from someone else, it was just a headline news recommended by a certain software, and the headline was sensational.
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