Chapter 971 Ai Jia's Family Background "Mom, didn't you say that you don't have to wait for me, you will sleep when you are sleepy, why are you still waiting for me?"

Ai Jia came home and saw that her mother, who was not in good health, was waiting for her with a tired face, holding on to the door, and she couldn't bear it in her heart, "I'll help you into the house......"

As he spoke, he gently grabbed his mother's arm, helped her, and walked carefully towards the house.

"Hehe, silly boy, you have to study and work again, so tired, you haven't come back in the middle of the night, how can your mother sleep? I want to cook you a bowl of ginger soup, you can warm it up when you come back and drink it, so you don't have to catch a cold......"

Saying that, Ai Mu laughed, "But before the water boiled, you came back......"

"Mom, you said that if you can't sleep, you just watch TV, read the newspaper, what kind of water do you boil?

Ai Jia glanced at her with some reproach, "I said everything, I can do any work when I come back, how many times I told you, you didn't listen to me......"

Although Ai Jia's attitude was a little anxious, how could Ai Mu not know that she was doing it for her own good, so she didn't get angry, but replied with a smile, "Okay, listen to you next time." If you don't let me touch it, can't I touch it?"

"It's almost ......" Listening to her mother's assurance, Ai Jia smiled.

Seeing her daughter smiling, Ai's mother smiled even more on her face, full of kindness.

It's just that from the wrinkles on her face, her weak body that she has to walk, and her gray hair, from any point of view, she can't tell that she will be Aijia's mother. On the contrary, it will make people feel that this old lady resembles her grandmother.

However, she is indeed Aijia's mother.

In fact, Aijia's mother was originally a very beautiful middle-aged woman, but when Aijia was in her third year of junior high school, she fell ill. It was so sick that she could almost say she couldn't afford it.

Because of this serious illness, her family's savings were consumed, and even the house she lived in at the time was sold in exchange for her life.

However, her condition was under control, but she was almost completely incapacitated to work.

Fortunately, Ai Jia, who was in the most critical period at that time, did not embarrass her, and her good grades were admitted to a well-known high school in Beidu.

But since then, tuition, family finance, medical expenses, everything, has fallen on Ai Jia, who is only eighteen years old.

And since then, Ai's mother's body has not returned to its original healthy appearance, but has become worse and worse.

Although she is only forty-seven or eighteen years old this year, she already looks like an old man in her sixties.

Fortunately, Aijia is indeed a 'good boy'.

She can't live in school, go shopping with friends, sing K, buy trendy clothes, have a boyfriend and fall in love, and use a high-end mobile phone like her peers.

On the contrary, in addition to going to school, she has to spend almost all of her time working, she has to go out to work, to earn tuition, to support her family, and to earn money for her mother to buy medicine, and to bear the burden that a child of her age should bear.

But for all this, Ai Jia naturally chose to accept it silently. Not only has she never been dissatisfied, but she has taken more and more care of her seriously ill mother.

In Ai's mother's heart, she is 100% satisfied with Aijia's daughter.

She believes that Aijia is the biggest and only pride in her life.

But at the same time of pride, Mother Lin couldn't help it, and always felt that she owed too much to this precious daughter.

Ai's mother was helped by Ai Jia to walk into the room, and as she walked, her eyes looked at Ai Jia. She wanted to see if there was anything unusual about her precious daughter.

And when she saw Aijia's delicate little face, red and swollen from the cold, she felt even more uncomfortable.

'Alas, Jiajia is so bitter...... It's all because of me, I'm such a wretch...... ' Ai Mu thought to herself.

Just as she was thinking, Ai Jia turned her head, but she couldn't help but twist her eyebrows when she saw the change in her mother's face.

"Mom, are you thinking nonsense again?" asked Aijia.

"Hey, no, no, it's just that Mom sees that your face is red from the cold, and she feels sorry for you......" Ai's mother replied with a forced smile.

Knowing a son is like a father, and knowing a daughter is like a mother.

Conversely, how can a daughter not know her mother?

So even though Ai Mu didn't admit it, Ai Jia could see what she was thinking.

"Mom, I told you, you don't have to think nonsense, our hard days will come to an end soon......"

Ai Jia lifted her mother's quilt and let Ai Mu lie on the bed, "Your daughter's ability, don't you know the way?"

"Although I'm only a sophomore now, Director Feng has promised me that when I intern in my senior year, he will recommend me to the research institute with the best treatment......

"At that time, your daughter and I were the ones holding the golden rice bowl. Whether it's food, clothing, housing, everything, the institute will help solve it. Moreover, the research also has a dedicated hospital ...... for employees"

"Not only are the doctors there highly skilled, but the employees and their families are able to see patients for very little money. So, when the time comes, you will be cured......"

"Mom, don't think it's a long time, I'm in the middle of my sophomore year now, and in another year and a half, I will be able to do an internship. In other words, if we persist for another year and a half, our hard days will come to an end......"

"Mom, we've survived so many years, are we still a year and a half......?

Ai Jia sat on the edge of the bed, helping her mother tuck the quilt corners, and kept talking, painting a beautiful blue scene called 'Future' for her.

Although Ai's mother knew that Ai Jia's words were very exaggerated, and the reality was far from being as beautiful as she said, Ai's mother still looked at her daughter's face, smiled lovingly, and listened quietly.

Although she really wanted to talk to her daughter for a while and care for her more, she couldn't do it, and not long after she lay down, a feeling of tiredness came.

And Ai Jia was still talking with interest over there, but she heard her mother's even breathing, and when she turned her head again, she saw that her mother was already asleep.

"They all said don't wait for me, you have to be strong......" Looking at her mother's sleeping face, Ai Jia smiled knowingly.

She helped her mother put the quilt on the cover, turned off the light, and turned around and walked out.

When I went to the kitchen, I saw that the water on the pot was already boiling. She hurriedly ran over to turn off the fire, skillfully cut some green onions, ginger slices and threw them in, and added some sugar.

Soon, a pot of ginger soup is cooked.

Back in her small room of less than ten square meters, Ai Jia took off her coat and pants and got into the warm quilt warmed by the morning electric blanket.

"Gollum~~"

While drinking ginger soup and reading a book, it was very pleasant.

After a bowl of ginger soup and a while in the bed, Ai Jia felt that the chill on her body was gone, as if she had been reborn.

"Whew, resurrected~"

Aijia stretched her arms, her face contented.

And as soon as she recovered, the first thing she did was to take the money out of her pocket.

"One hundred, two hundred, three hundred......"

Ai Jia counted the money there like a little money fan, "...... Seven hundred and eight, seven hundred and nine. I went to cost four hundred yuan and made three hundred and nineteen ......"

"Whew, it's okay, anyway, it's not ......in vain," Ai Jia smiled with satisfaction.

In fact, the figure of 390 yuan is a bit different from her prediction.

But the problem is that there are too many people selling safe fruits this year.

Originally, she was ready to lose money. But I didn't expect that those goods were really sold.

In this year's market, not to mention earning more and earning less, she is already very satisfied if she can not lose money.

And all this, fortunately, there is that guy to help...... ' After counting the money, Mu Fei's evil smile came to her mind.

Originally, she didn't like to see Mu Fei very much, but she felt that he smiled quickly, not like a good person.

But now, she didn't think that guy was so annoying.

'Looks like I really misunderstood him before...... 'Ai Jia thought to herself.

And just as she was thinking about this, she heard the sound of moving things outside the door.

"Hey, Aunt Shao, they're back. ”

Ai Jia muttered to herself, hurriedly got out of the bed, put on her coat and pants, and walked out.

When I opened the door, Aunt Shao's two sons were moving things home with big boxes, big pots and small pots.

"Aunt Shao, are you back?Is there anything else downstairs?I'll carry it for you......" Ai Jia said and was about to go downstairs.

"Yo, Jiajia, you're back. You don't have to go downstairs......"

That Aunt Shao grinned at Ai Jia and stretched out her hand to stop her, "Business is good today, everything is sold out, and there is nothing downstairs." So, you might as well go back and rest......"

"Oh, that's done. Aunt Shao, I cooked a pot of ginger soup just now, and I'll bring it to you later......" Ai Jia said.

"That's a good idea. Jiajia, then I'll leave the door for you, just come in directly when you come......" Aunt Shao said unceremoniously.

She didn't thank Ai Jia, because of the relationship between the two of them, and if she thanked her for such a trivial matter, it would seem orthodox.

"Hehe, Sister Jiajia, come over quickly, we have a little gift for you......" Aunt Shao's eldest son said.

"Yo, little potato, can you still prepare a gift for me?"

However, the little potato glanced at his younger brother, smiled evilly, and replied in unison, "I won't tell you!"

"Tsk, you two little ghosts, you still sell off with me. Looking for it?" Ai Jia shook her little fist.

But the two children were obviously not afraid of her.

"Hehe, Sister Jiajia, don't shake your fists, we won't tell you if you scare us......"

"Yes, yes, if you want to know the way, then hurry up......

The two little ghosts replied with a smile.

"Hmph, if you dare to lie to me, you will die......" Ai Jia Zhilu continued to ask, it was useless, shook his small fist again, glared at them to show dissatisfaction, and then turned back to the house.

Soon, she warmed up the ginger soup, and when she sent it over, she still carried the peace fruit that she had left in advance and was not willing to sell into her pocket like a baby.

'Hehe, the two little ghosts saw this, and one ......was very happy,' Ai Jia thought, and walked over with the half pot of ginger soup.

But when she entered Aunt Shao's house, she couldn't help but feel stunned.

Because she found that two little devils were gnawing on a red apple one by one.

"Hey, you've all eaten......" Ai Jia asked in a huff.

"Hee-hee, Sister Jiajia, it's not just us, it's yours too......" The little potato said, and a red fruit came out of it like a treasure.

Then, he trotted over and handed the fruit to Aijia, "Here." ”

"Oh. Aijia was stunned and reflexively took the fruit.

But when she saw the fruit clearly, it was even more remarkable.

Then, as if he had seen something scary, his eyes glared at the boss.

for, she recognized, the fruit...... It was she who picked it up and wrapped it in wrapping paper by hand...... That's what she's selling......