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Liu Xijie looked at his outstretched hand with complicated eyes, and shook it reluctantly.
"I'm Liu Xijie, friend of Jiang Lan."
The two of them didn't talk much, but the aura between you and me couldn't be ignored.
However, Shu Xin's few people are born with big hearts, they only care about sharing delicious food, intentionally or unintentionally ignoring a pair of love rivals standing at the door.
Wen Miao, "Isn't Mr. Liu busy?"
You can leave now.
Liu Xijie, "I'm not busy, I work more freely."
He refused to leave.
Huang Juan's house was cleaned very clean, no different from what she saw in the telescope. There were washing machine mops piled up under the shed in the corner of the small courtyard, and the regulations were well-organized.
There is a vegetable field in the corner on the right side, the green vegetables are very lush, it can be seen that the owner is taking good care of it.
There is a deck chair at the door of the house, and there is a silver-haired old lady lying on it to bask in the sun. Although her eyes are closed, the deep lines between her brows make people intimidated, and her face is fierce.
Huang Juan cautiously took out a small bench and put it at the door, and said embarrassingly, "The house is a bit messy, Dr. Jiang, please sit down first, my mother-in-law should go to the bathroom."
Jiang Lan, "Do you need my help?"
"No, no, no, you need to rest first."
Huang Juan put the vegetable basket at the door of the house and whispered to wake her mother-in-law. The latter woke up with sleepy eyes, and began to curse before opening her eyes.
"You wicked woman, you came to wake me up from my sweet dreams again, you deliberately don't want me to have a good night's sleep." The old lady beat her as soon as she touched the crutch, "It took eight lifetimes of bad luck for my son to marry you. "
Huang Juan has become accustomed to it, her face is numb and she hugs people to the toilet, letting the old lady beat and scold her.
Just after tidying up, Jiang Lan entered the door one step behind, a girl in pajamas walked quickly in the living room, and at the same time handed the child into Huang Juan's arms.
"Mom, why did you come back so late today? I'll give you the child. I'll go upstairs to catch up on sleep."
After speaking, Teng Teng walked upstairs quickly, and then there was the sound of a door slamming.
Huang Juan coaxed her grandson, skillfully making milk powder with one hand, "That's my daughter. She came back from school on leave and slept at home all day."
Jiang Lan smiled, and went to tease the grandson in her arms. The kid was very good, as if she knew that grandma was tired, and she didn't cry or make trouble. When she stretched out her hand, she showed a congenial smile.
"Ah, it's almost eleven o'clock. It's too late to cook." Her son and daughter-in-law got off work on time at noon, and they had to rush back to work after they came back for dinner.
Jiang Lan, "I'll help you look after the child, you go to work."
Huang Juan was heartbroken and embarrassed, "I'll call Linlin down, why sleep at noon."
She went upstairs and yelled, but Linlin locked the door and ignored her, so Huang Juan had no choice but to go downstairs and come back angrily.
Jiang Lan, "It's okay, he's pretty good."
The child was only three years old and already knew how to read people's faces. Hearing that he reached out to hug him, Jiang Lan picked up the child and patted the child unfamiliarly.
Huang Juan thanked her again and again and walked towards the kitchen. Jiang Lan bowed her head to tease the children.
It's so cute, he's probably the only one in this family who loves Huang Juan dearly, right?
Hurry up and hurry up. When the son and daughter-in-law got home from work, the rice in the pot was not yet cooked. The two of them put down the bag with a bad face. Considering that there were guests, they didn't say anything. The daughter-in-law drooped and was unhappy.
The old lady at the door was crying for hunger, and the walking stick knocked on the door repeatedly, leaving deep marks in a short while.
The son yelled a few words unbearably, and then hung his head down to play with his mobile phone.
From the time the food was cooked to the time it was served, no one thought of helping.
After dinner, her son and daughter-in-law put down their rice bowls and left. Linlin went downstairs and didn't see her favorite dish, so she turned around and left without eating. Huang Juan, who was feeding her grandson, was so busy that she didn't even have a sip of water.
Jiang Lan, "Let me feed you, you eat first."
Huang Juan, "No, I'm used to it."
Her tone was calm and natural, neither sad nor happy, as if she had become accustomed to it.
Jiang Lan, as a bystander, watched her non-stop giving for this family, feeling depressed. This is no longer how a mother should be treated, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a full-time nanny.
No, she has no days off and no pay.
Why do you treat her like this, turning a blind eye to all the sacrifices, only asking and exerting pressure.
On the subway, Jiang Lan silently looked at the opposite glass window, perhaps because she had just lost her relationship and affected her mood, her strange anger now came from her anger towards Huang Juan's family.
Huang Juan shouldn't just end up with the sequelae of empathyborn.
She came to the hospital again, the pancreas department. Fortunately, the doctor was very conscientious and easily asked about Huang Juan's diagnosis.
Pancreatic cancer in the middle stage.
Very embarrassing result, she could almost predict Huang Juan's mood when she saw the result.
If treated in time, there is still hope, but it will take a lot of manpower and financial resources to fill it, and it will be more painful if it is not cured, and it will take a long time to suffer.
Her number is still in Huang Juan's husband's blacklist. There is a pay phone at the entrance of the hospital, and the connection there is very fast, as if she was in the middle of a meal.
"Excuse me, is this Huang Juan's husband? This is the People's HospitalPancreatic cancer is in the middle stageIt is caused by long-term fatigue and depression."
After hanging up the phone, she ignored the strange look in the eyes of the man who sold the stall, and breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that what she did would help Huang Juan.
"Master, I'm not a liar. Don't shake your hands, the call is about to be dialed." The three numbers 110 are too conspicuous, and it's hard for her to pretend not to see them.
It's not embarrassing for the uncle to be exposed, he slowly turned his face away from her.
Jiang Lan was in a bad mood, and didn't want to go back to the studio to spoil everyone's mood, so she simply called Bobo to ask for leave.
Wen Miao and Liu Xijie, who sat staring blankly for most of the day, looked at each other dumbfounded and turned away at the same time.
Liu Xijie asked anxiously, "Why didn't she come? Didn't she say where she was going?"
Wen Miao didn't speak, but his eyes revealed the same meaning.
Bobo shrugged helplessly, she didn't know, she was just a messenger.
"Maybe it's because I'm in a bad mood, and I still have a sad face in the morning, as if someone owes her money."
Liu Xijie wanted to ask again, but Wen Miao had already got up and left, and he knew why she was in a bad mood.
Wen Miao came to the sixth floor of the residential area familiarly, but there was no answer when Wen Miao knocked on the door, and stood at the door helplessly.
The door opened, and it was the neighbor across the door.
The familiar child poked his head out, with a precocious smile on his lips, "Don't you also live in the opposite door, why don't you go in."
Wen Miao smiled wryly, he wanted to go in, but he didn't have the key.
The child slapped his forehead, "I almost forgot, sister Jiang Lan changed the door lock, she definitely doesn't want you to come in."
Wen Miao's eyebrows jumped and he didn't want to talk to the child, so he knocked on the door again.
The child did not leave as if he was watching the excitement, "There is no one at home, so if you knock, it will be in vain."
"Do you know there is no one at home?"
"Hey, I don't know."
The door to the opposite room was closed with a bang, but it couldn't stop the child's nasty laughter.
Wen Miao stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brows. After realizing that he didn't read the almanac when he went out, the whole day was not going well, so he decided to go back and come back another day. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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