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Chapter 1267 It¡¯s his fault
Jiang Nanyan and Jin An returned home, and the house was still in the same miserable state as when they left that day.
The shoe cabinet at the door was crooked, there were bloody fragments on the floor, and half of the blanket was stained with tea leaves.
Jin An glanced at Jiang Nanyan in panic, then strode forward and said, "I'll take care of it."
Fortunately, Jin An did these things very smoothly, and the living room was restored to its original state in a short time.
Jiang Nanyan lowered his eyes, changed into slippers and went into the house to change into home clothes.
The wound on her back is easy to tear, so she can't do too much movement. She can't wear pullover clothes, only ones with buttons.
Jin An knocked on the door outside: "Nan Yan, what do you want for lunch, I will make it."
Jiang Nanyan paused while putting on clothes, glanced at the door panel, and said, "Anything is fine."
Jin An made chicken noodle soup at noon, as if he was deliberately trying to nourish the two of them. The chicken soup had been stewed for a long time and smelled very fragrant.
Jiang Nanyan sat with him at the dining table, still using the usual dishes and chopsticks, and still sitting in the same position as before, as if they were the same as before, but nothing was the same.
Jin An glanced at Jiang Nanyan from time to time, a little cautiously, and after a long time asked: "How is the injury on your back?"
"It's nothing."
"I was confused at the time. This time, it's all thanks to him."
"You don't blame him for hitting you?"
Jin An shook his head, "I'm a big man with rough skin and thick flesh, so it won't be a big deal if I get a few blows. Besides, all the expenses we spent in the hospital this time were paid by him."
Jiang Nanyan used chopsticks to hold a few grains of rice and put it into his mouth without saying anything, as if he didn't know how to taste the food.
Jin An noticed it and put a few chopsticks into her bowl: "Don't just eat, eat some food."
Jiang Nanyan looked at the pieces of beef brisket in the bowl, put down his chopsticks, looked up at the man opposite, and said seriously: "Jin An, I know you were angry with me before, and I didn't help you, so this time I don¡¯t think it¡¯s your fault if you get injured. It¡¯s just a matter of promotion. If it really doesn¡¯t work, forget it. Let¡¯s think of other ways to make money.¡±
Jin An paused while picking up the food, and after a long time he let out a muffled "Yes".
After dinner, Jiang Nanyan stood up to clear away the dishes, but was stopped by Jin An.
"Let me come, I just came back and the hot water at home hasn't boiled yet. It's not good for you to touch cold water."
Her palace is cold, so it¡¯s best not to touch anything cold.
Hearing this, Jiang Nanyan did not take back his hand and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, nothing will change anyway."
Even if she pays more attention, her body is already like this and there won¡¯t be much improvement.
Seeing her "giving up on herself", Jin An remembered what she said impulsively when she was drunk. A flash of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and his tone was harsh: "Don't think like that. Nowadays, medical skills are becoming more and more advanced, and many incurable diseases have been cured." If it can be cured, your disease will definitely be cured as well.¡±
Jiang Nanyan smiled lightly, picked up the stacked dishes and entered the kitchen.
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Mrs. Chu was worried after her husband told her about the hospital. She couldn¡¯t get through the call to her son, so she took a car to Chu Xiyou¡¯s current residence.
¡°Madam, we¡¯re here,¡± the driver said.
Mrs. Chu got off the car, walked into the apartment building, and took the elevator to the floor where Chu Xiyou lived.
There are one house per floor here. She has been here before and has permission.
When she walked out of the elevator, she saw that the door was open and walked in doubtfully.
"Son, Xiyou?"
The curtains in the house were drawn tightly, not even a bit of sunlight could come in. Mrs. Chu fumbled and turned on the light on the wall.
The moment the lights illuminated the house, she saw Chu Xiyou sitting in the corner, leaning against the wall, and was shocked.
"Son, what's wrong with you?" Mrs. Chu walked over quickly, squatted down, looked at Chu Xiyou who buried her face in her knees, stretched out her hand and pushed her gently, "It's okay, son, don't scare mom, Did your dad scold you again? Mom, go get justice for you."
I don¡¯t know how long it took, Chu Xiyou raised his head, his eyes were full of red blood, and his face looked haggard.
Mrs. Chu had never seen her son in such a state of despair. She was extremely distressed and frightened. She took out her mobile phone from her bag and wanted to call Chu Zhen. At this time, Chu Xiyou said: "Mom."
"ah?"
"I was wrong." His voice was hoarse and his expression was painful.
Mrs. Chu reached out and hugged her son, patting him gentlyHis back: "It's okay, it's okay. Tell mom what happens and she will solve it for you."
Chu Xiyou is an old boy. He has been beaten many times for being naughty since he was a child, but his whole family loves him, otherwise he would not have such a cynical temperament.
Mrs. Chu knows her son's temper best. If something serious hadn't happened, he wouldn't be like this.
"What's going on?" She asked worriedly: "I heard from your dad that you fell in love with a married woman? Is it because of this?"
Chu Xiyou had a lump in her throat, her drooping eyes hiding her rolling emotions.
Mrs. Chu whispered: "It's not okay to get married. There are so many good unmarried girls out there. Mom will find one for you. It's time for you to settle down."
"She is also a good girl." He retorted hoarsely, "It's my fault."
The redness in Chu Xiyou's eyes faded. He stretched out his hand to wipe his face and looked at his mother: "Mom, where is the temple you went to before? I want to go there."
Mrs. Chu¡¯s heart sank even more. It¡¯s over. What kind of stimulation did her son receive? A person who never believed in ghosts and gods actually went to the temple?
Seeing what she was thinking, Chu Xiyou curled his lips mockingly, got up from the ground, and helped his mother up, "I'm fine, don't worry about it."
"It's okay, why are you going to the temple?" Mrs. Chu obviously didn't believe it.
"I just want to burn some incense."
Chu Xiyou went to the temple where his mother often went, and stayed there for a whole week before going down the mountain.
After coming down the mountain, he drove to a shopping mall and went to the entrance of a clothing store on the third floor. He stood by the railing outside and looked through the glass window at the woman who was talking to the customer inside.
She went out to work even before the injury was completely healed, and it was still a job she had never looked down on before. It seemed that as the third child said, she was really short of money.
However, since she was already in such a tight situation, she didn't say anything to him, preferring to borrow Mu Qingyan's.
She clearly knew that if she opened her mouth, he would definitely give it to her.
Jiang Nanyan is now working as a clerk in a big-name store. He was not used to it at first and could not speak. But after a few days, he learned from his seniors in a decent manner and was on the right track.
Fortunately, although she doesn¡¯t have any nice words to praise, she has been a frequent customer of this brand before and is well versed in his style, so the matching and clothing she recommends to customers are quite suitable.
The bonuses here are linked to performance. If her sales are high, the money she will receive should be quite considerable, but it is naturally far from the "substantial" in her eyes before.
Jiang Nanyan watched the customer walk into the fitting room, then turned to look at the door with some feeling. (Remember the website address: 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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