That Summer, 25 (I)

The clothes that I had put away this morning to avoid the rain were left indoors, and on this cloudy and tidal day without light and wind, although it had been dried for a long time, there was still a slight uncomfortable wet touch. After thinking about it for a while, Li Jingjing twisted up his clothes and hung them on the clotheslines tied to the pillars on the southeast side of the bungalow.

"It's not raining anymore, it's better to dry, otherwise it will be so uncomfortable to wear?"

Li felt a few cool breezes that hit him, and Li quietly praised his decision, it was obviously a refreshing cool night....

led Xiao Nan to take a bath.

Since going to work, Li Jingjing has mostly fallen asleep in exhaustion every day, even if she is more leisurely, she is always inseparable from the worry of living expenses, and she still can't take into account the details of her life. And Xiao Nan's spirit has been a little sluggish recently, far less lively and active than before, but he can't find the reason.

Li Jing was worried, for fear that it would be related to the headache. It's not that he is worried about the sky, but Sister Zhang just said that her father-in-law was suddenly diagnosed with cancer, isn't it? Illness must be prevented! What should he do if there is really a big problem?

Thinking about these things, and it was still a cool night, how could Li Jing dare to give her a shower?

"Are you feeling sick today?" asked Li Jingjing.

Xiao Nan shook his head, "No." ”

What I got was a relieved reply from Li Jingjing, and then I chatted with her about her daily life in the hotel. Well, I heard more about watching novel cartoons, watching cooking and stir-frying, Xiao Nan said, "It's just... It's just that Uncle Lu's rice doesn't seem to be as delicious as before. ”

Not as good as it used to be?

Strange, didn't I eat quite delicious last night? As soon as he thought of this, Li Jing thought that most children were tired of eating the same kinds of things, so he didn't take it to heart.

Put Xiao Nan back on the bed, take a shower for himself, and then hang a few more clothes outside together, then put on slippers, wiped up the old sneakers with a rag, removed the dirty marks on the surface, patted off the dry mud on the soles, and put them at the door, hoping that the cool breeze would remove some of the smoky foot in the shoes, and finally lay back on the bed, and finally got time to rest after a busy day.

"Ahh I really don't want to string beads today, I really want to go to sleep right away. ”

Li Jing felt that as long as his eyes were closed, he would be able to sleep to death in half a minute.

And indeed he should. I have to get up early to go to work in a hurry, and I have to work overtime until 8 or 9 o'clock at night to go home, and then take Xiaonan to see a doctor.... When you get sick and go home, it will be gone in one day. There won't even be a spare time to go out for a walk.

If you don't go to bed early, how can you have energy?

"But there's still something to deal with—" He sighed heavily, suppressed his heavy sleepiness for a while, propped himself up, sat down on the small stool, took the borrowed pen and paper out of the closet, and began to write a bunch of numbers on the paper by the dim light.