87_87235 "What is my mother-in-law talking nonsense, you are only in your sixties, and you have to live to be a hundred years old." Fan Yiyi wanted to touch her mother-in-law's hand, but was stopped by Wang Pingzhi, "Sister, the doctor said not to touch her mother-in-law's hand." "I'm afraid that too many bacteria will infect the patient.

"The patient's family will go out after taking a look, don't disturb the patient." The doctor came to rush people, and Fan Yiyi and Wang Pingzhi had to go to the dialysis room.

Fan Yiyi sat distracted on the iron chair outside.

The mother-in-law was so thin that her heart was about to break.

Wang Pingzhi patted her hand, "Sister, mother-in-law said...... To abandon treatment. ”

Hearing this, Fan Yiyi raised her head and looked at Wang Pingzhi stupidly, "What did you say?" ”

"My mother-in-law said that the family's economy is like this, she is already sixty years old, and she said that she has lived enough......," Wang Pingzhi bowed his head, "I told my father, I won't take the university exam, and I will come out to work after graduation." ”

Fan Yiyi had actually checked the symptoms of uremia on the Internet before she came, and she also knew that from now on, the medical expenses of her mother-in-law alone will be more than 10,000 yuan per month, which is a heavy burden for most families.

The most important thing is that there is no possibility of treatment in the advanced stage, and dialysis only prolongs life, that's all.

Burn money to prolong life.

"I told my uncle that I would pay for the money." Fan Yiyi looked at Wang Pingzhi, "Don't mention anything if you don't go to college, Pingzhi, you have excellent grades, and you will have a way out if you are admitted to a good university in the future." ”

Otherwise, there is neither a family backer nor an academic diploma, how can he gain a foothold in this talent-rich city A.

Fan Yiyi has always felt that compared with the distant and ethereal upper class of wealthy families and famous families, she is closer to the civilian class, the civilian class who will be busy for thousands of yuan a month for living expenses.

"Sister."

"Okay, what do I say about your sister is also a wealthy family, don't worry, I will definitely think of a way to do it about money." Fan Yiyiqiang smiled and comforted Wang Pingzhi, "Tens of millions of dollars are not money at all for the Fan family, a piece of clothing, a bag is more than 100,000." ”

"Sister." Wang Pingzhi didn't know what to say, he knew very well what kind of life Fan Yiyi was living in the Fan family.

However, at this time, he couldn't find a word of no.

Because, even if he really came out to work, he only reduced his father's expenses, but he couldn't make much money for the family.

Fan Yiyi stayed with her mother-in-law in the hospital until ten o'clock, and then she left the hospital.

She calculated the cost of the money, it would take ten days for her mother-in-law to be discharged from the hospital, and in the half month of hospitalization, the minimum would be 50,000, and she only had 100,000 yuan now, and the remaining tens of thousands would not last long.

She has to find a way to make money. Or, ask the Fan family for money.

In the past, the Fan family would ignore her, but now, she wants tens of millions, and her grandfather should be satisfied with her.

It was late at night, and she stood alone on the side of the road, waiting for the last bus.

The pressure weighed heavily on her, and she knew that she had to find a way to scrape together money no matter what.

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Jiangnan Situ family

Jiangnan has been a rich land of fish and rice for a long time, and many merchant families have been born here, some of which have declined in the war, and some have escaped the war and have been standing.

The Situ family belongs to the latter.

Jiangnan gardens are notoriously chic, and the Situ family's old Jiangnan mansion is precisely garden-style.

In summer, lotus flowers bloom in the pond and koi fish flock to feed.

Under the crooked corridor, there was a girl standing there with fish food, smiling at the corners of her mouth.

Situ Jingliang was dressed in formal clothes and walked from a distance with well-proportioned steps. He was followed by the big housekeeper of the old mansion. Although the people of the Situ family rarely come back to the old mansion, they still rush back from all over the world every year to worship their ancestors.

Also, the reason why the old mansion has been well maintained is because Situ Jingliang's mother lives here.

Situ Jingliang's father died in an accident, and his mother moved back to the old house, and finally ate fast and recited Buddha, even her son was left behind.

"Young Master Liang, Madame is still chanting, and it will take about an hour to finish it." The housekeeper followed and told Situ Jingliang about his mother's condition.

Situ Jingliang nodded, "Has my mother been in good health lately?" ”

"I caught a cold a few days ago and had a little cold, but now it's almost better."

Situ Jingliang has been separated from his mother since he was a child, and the relationship between mother and son is not very strong, but he respects his mother.

Probably because he looked more and more like his father, his mother saw him less and less.

When he was young, Situ Jingliang also had a faint grievance, but when he grew up, he was relieved.

Listening to his grandfather, the relationship between his parents is very deep and deep. Even, if it weren't for Situ Jingliang's son, Situ Jingliang's mother Jiang Lan would have followed her husband back then.

"Miss Jiang." The housekeeper saw the woman on the promenade by the pond and shouted.

After Jiang Rong sprinkled the fish food in her hand, she turned around and smiled, "Uncle Guan......" The words had just begun, and she saw Situ Jingliang.

Of course, Situ Jingliang also saw Jiang Rong, but for Jiang Rong's storage, he was limited to the fact that she was a girl that his mother liked very much.

The two had a one-sided relationship.

"Jing Liang...... Elder brother. Jiang Rong came back to her senses and said hello with a bright smile.

Situ Jingliang just nodded, and then walked past her.

"Miss Jiang, be careful." Before leaving, the housekeeper also instructed Jiang Rong, but the railing was not high, and if she fed the fish like this, it would be easy to accidentally fall into the pond.

"Hmm." Jiang Rong nodded, wanting to talk to Situ Jingliang about something, but Situ Jingliang had already left without looking back.

Looking at his back, Jiang Rong's fair face was dyed with a faint flush.

"Bang." There was a sound of falling water behind him, and the housekeeper was stunned, and quickly turned around, and saw Jiang Rong who fell into the pond.

"Miss Jiang."

Situ Jingliang stood quietly in place, and it seemed that he had no intention of going into the water to save people.

"Young Master Liang......"

"I remember butler, you know how to swim." Situ Jingliang glanced at the housekeeper, "Go and rescue Miss Jiang, I can go to find my mother by myself." ”

Cold?

In a way, Situ Jingliang is indeed cold enough.

For example, in this case, the person falls into the water directly in front of him, but he does not act to save him. Of course, he knew that the butler could also swim for another reason.

Jiang Rong swore that she really didn't fall into the water on purpose. She's just not careful.

However, whether it was Situ Jingliang, who had already left, or the housekeeper who rescued her, they didn't seem to believe in her accident.

She likes Situ Jingliang, but she is not enough to use such means to win Situ Jingliang's attention.

She has a doctorate in economics, and although her family is not as powerful as the Situ family, all the women of the Jiang family are very talented. She and Situ Jingliang's mother, Jiang Lan, are still the same ancestor.

She didn't need to use such a means to attract Situ Jingliang's attention.

Situ Jingliang walked for more than ten minutes before he came to Xin'an Hall, where his mother lived, and the old house was full of ancient style and ancient scenery, and the furnishings were all ancient Chinese.

He crossed the threshold and sat down on the sandalwood chair, waiting patiently.

Jiang Lan did not lose the time to chant the scriptures because of her son's return, and when she walked out of the Buddhist hall, Situ Jingliang had been waiting for more than half an hour.

He sat there quietly reading a book, not thinking that there was anything wrong with waiting like this.

"Jing Liang." Jiang Lan is actually very young, but in her early fifties. Her hair was pulled up, probably because of years of worshipping the Buddha, and her face looked very kind.

"Mother." Situ Jingliang put down the book in his hand, stood up, and shouted at Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan was wearing a cheongsam, looking very charming, she sat opposite Situ Jingliang, and said lightly, "Is there something wrong with returning this time?" ”

Situ Jingliang had long been accustomed to his mother's coldness, and he nodded, "Yes, there is something I want to ask my mother to help." ”

Jiang Lan looked at him, looking at his face, which looked more and more like her husband, her heart still throbbed.

Even though she has been chanting Buddhism for more than 20 years, every time she sees her son's face, she can't let go of her feelings and can't be calm.

Situ Ruize, the man she loves the most. is also the man who loves her the most.

Looking at Situ Jingliang's face, Jiang Lan was a little distracted. The focus in her eyes was a little blurry, and Situ Jingliang, who was looking at her like this, knew that she thought of her father through him again.

He was so quiet that he didn't bother.

Let her look at him like that.

Finally, Jiang Lan withdrew her wandering gaze and said in a flat tone, "I have been ignoring things for many years, if there is anything, you can ask your grandfather to call the shots, otherwise, your aunts can always help." ”

It is actually very hurtful to say such things as a mother.

Situ Jing had a stern face, perhaps only in this way could he ignore and forgive his mother's disregard for him.

It's not his fault that he looks like his father, is it?

Suppressing the care in his heart, he spoke, "This matter can only be asked by my mother." ”

When Jiang Lan heard this, she didn't make any more excuses, but looked at him, "What's the matter?" ”

Situ Jingliang was about to speak, when Jiang Rong, who had already changed into clean clothes, walked in from outside. She deliberately wore a cheongsam, which made her look graceful and knowledgeable, which matched the qiē in the house.

"Aunt Lan." opened her mouth, and even her voice had a nice tone from Jiangnan.

Jiang Lan saw Jiang Rong and had a faint smile on her face, "Xiao Rong, come and sit here with Aunt Lan." ”

She rarely gives a smile to her son, but to Jiang Rong, Jiang Lan looks at her like this, and people who don't know may think that Jiang Rong is her daughter.

Jiang Rong sat on the side, "Aunt Lan, will I disturb you talking to Brother Jing Liang?" Or I'll come back later. ”

"No, there's nothing you can listen to." Jiang Lan did not treat Jiang Rong as an outsider.

Jiang Rong no longer pretentiously said that she was leaving.

Situ Jingliang looked at Jiang Lan, "Mother, the marriages of the descendants of the Situ family are all handled by their own mothers, and Jingliang came back this time to ask his mother to hire her son and preside over the engagement." ”

Hearing Situ Jingliang mention the marriage, not only Jiang Rong was surprised, but even Jiang Lan was a little surprised.

She looked at him, "You're getting engaged?" "The children have really grown up, and they have reached the point of talking about marriage