Chapter 415: Autumn Heart 1
"I sponsored a little boy's education, and I basically went there whenever I had time, you were only sixteen or seventeen years old at that time, but then you didn't go, I thought I would never see you again, but I didn't expect you to appear again. ”
Fang Fuling pouted: "Later, the third year of high school had heavy schoolwork, and I had to prepare for the pot exam, so I rarely volunteered in the hospital, but changed to donate money and materials." ”
"So you don't know how excited I was when I saw you again. Liu Qingyun's voice was deep, and his tone was full of joy.
Fang Fuling suddenly smiled and said, "So our big actor is playing a crush now? I have been crushing for so many years?
"Your beauty will naturally be seen by others, such as me!" Liu Qingyun was serious, and Fang Lingling turned her head embarrassedly: "Walking so slowly, Erha should be impatient." ”
Liu Qingyun laughed loudly: "Then I'll take it for two laps first, and you walk slowly for a while?"
Seeing that Liu Qingyun and Fang Poria were talking happily, Jiang Chan waved his hand to break up the water mirror. Qingyuan blinked: "You did a good job, do you want to rest for a while first or go directly to the next world?"
Jiang Chan propped his head: "I said that I would do more tasks during this time, I would better go directly to the task, you can rest assured, I will do what I promised you." ”
Qingyuan pointed at the opposite finger: "I'm not urging you to do the task......"
Jiang Chan slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "Okay, then I'll rest for a while?"
"Don't ......" When he saw Jiang Chan's playful smile, Qing Yuan knew that he was being put on a table by Jiang Chan, "Okay, you have your own ideas, I'm just polite to you." ”
Jiang Chan stretched out his hand to pluck the light group, while distracting himself: "There is no need to be polite, we don't have to be so polite between us." Okay, I'll look at the memory first, and you go about your business. ”
"Jingle bell, jingle bell!" Jiang Chan heard this deadly serial call as soon as she opened her eyes, she took the phone with a calm face, and endured the headache after a hangover. There was a violent voice over there: "Qiu Xin, what the hell are you doing? The customers have arrived and you haven't come yet? Give you thirty minutes, if you don't come, you won't come tomorrow!"
"Then I will resign and not accompany you! This month has just begun, and the salary of these few days will be regarded as my reward for you. ”
Pinched the painful forehead, Jiang Chan said coldly, and then hung up the phone neatly, no matter how violent the person on the other side of the phone was.
With vain steps, Jiang Chan walked into the bathroom according to the memory of the original owner, the bathroom was very small, and then contacted the layout of the room she had just seen, Jiang Chan shook her head.
The price of staying in the big city is that every day in this small dwelling, most of the month's salary is used to pay the rent, and it is very difficult to maintain the rest of the money to support oneself.
The drill camp that sharpens its head all day long, a call from the leader is about to arrive, and it is all the fault of the subordinates who do not do well, and on the contrary, all the credit will be the boss.
Just like now, it's a weekend off, but the boss still calls to socialize customers. If it was the original owner, he would definitely go without saying a word, but after Jiang Chan saw the memory of the original owner's life, he decisively ignored the former boss.
What the hell! Where can't a capable person get by? Do you have to earn a living under a small manager? The top priority is not the company's side, but Feng Yuan, the mother of the original owner Qiu Xin.
It was this evening that Feng Yuan committed suicide at home. This is also the regret of the original owner's life, until she herself had depression, she didn't know that her mother had already suffered from severe depression, once had a tendency to self-harm, and finally embarked on the road of suicide.
Hurriedly booked the nearest high-speed rail ticket, regardless of the pitiful balance on the original owner's card, Jiang Chan packed up a few clothes of the original owner, and hurried all the way to the place where the original owner lived two hours later.
It's just a second-tier city, which is much worse than the financial city where it was originally located.
Seeing that the time was around four o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Chan breathed a sigh of relief, the old lady was sent to the hospital at seven o'clock in the evening, and now when she goes back at this point, she must still be staying at home.
There happened to be a vegetable market outside the community, and Jiang Chan dragged his suitcase in and wandered around, and when he came out, he was a bag of vegetables and fruits.
Feng Yuan lives on the fifth floor, and this kind of old community usually has no elevator, plus when Feng Yuan and his family bought a house, they deliberately chose five plus six.
Jiang Chan was carrying a suitcase in one hand and a bag of vegetables in the other, and he had just climbed three floors and began to pant with his body. Jiang Chan frowned, it is a common problem to sit in the office for a long time, a typical sub-healthy person.
Finally climbed to the fifth floor, looking at the closed door, Jiang Chan was too lazy to open the door, and simply knocked on the door. She's going to be tired, okay? When she's settled, this body needs to be well exercised.
It took a minute to knock like this, and then someone came slowly to open the door. Looking at the old lady standing in the door, Jiang Chan's eyes were a little red, and the original owner was emotional.
Compared with Jiang Chan's excitement, the old lady was very calm, her spirit was very low, and it seemed that it took her a lot of effort to raise her eyelids.
"Why did you come back at this time?"
Jiang Chan lowered his eyebrows. "I've resigned, and I'm here to come back to you, Mom, you have to eat for me and take me in, or I'll have to sleep on the road tonight." ”
The old lady slowly moved away: "Come in." ”
Jiang Chan dragged his suitcase into the door, it was more than five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was dark early in winter, and the house was already dark. She subconsciously reached out and turned on the entrance light: "Why don't you turn on the light at home, it's so dark." ”
The old lady did not speak, but she was always silent. Jiang Chan sighed silently, helped the old lady to sit down on the sofa in the living room, found the remote control and found a cute pet show, and then went to the kitchen to walk around and plug in the electric kettle.
This old lady is alone at home, and this day is passing, and this boundless loneliness can drive people crazy.
Feng Yao sat on the sofa stunned like a wooden man, staring blankly at the cute pets on the TV, looking at it and seeing nothing.
Jiang Chan was not idle, taking advantage of the time to boil water, she found a rag and cleaned the house roughly first, and as for the detailed cleaning, she waited until the evening to finish eating.
After washing the rag a few times, looking at the much cleaner home with satisfaction, Jiang Chan nodded slightly, took out a lemon and a bottle of honey from the vegetable pocket, and Jiang Chan quickly made a cup of honey lemon tea for the old lady.
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