Alyssa decided to go home first, she had to think about it before she could make a decision.

When she got home, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar figure painting on her phone, Alyssa pondered it. That's right, but is this expression your own? Once upon a time was so gentle and moving? Also, my brother's painting skills are so good? What has my brother done over the years? What is the purpose of going to the gallery? Is it part-time? Is there anything else you don't know? It can be judged from Yan Xiong's words that Ai Zheming's mood swings should be related to the person in the painting, that is, himself, what could it be because of?

Questions lingered in Alyssa's mind, making her a little confused. In the end, she decided to go to her brother's school tomorrow.

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In Tang Jingjing's hometown, on the fourth day of the old man's death, there was no special ceremony, just to stay in front of the spirit and continue to greet the condolences of relatives and friends. Because the old man was frugal all his life, in accordance with the old man's last wishes, she did not do much after her death.

Tang Jingjing's grandmother did a lot of work when she was young, for various reasons, she worked odd jobs, worked as a village doctor, worked as a hawker, and the shortest time she worked was a primary school Chinese teacher, but it was the happiest time for her grandmother.

After her grandmother's death, many of the students she taught back then rushed to express their condolences. Among them, there is one person who left the deepest impression on Tang Jingjing, his name is Chen Xuejun, and he is now the owner of a clothing design company in Guangzhou. He cried bitterly in front of his grandmother's spirit, telling the scenes of the past, and he said that if it wasn't for his grandmother, he would probably have gone down the wrong path. He also said that he has achieved a little now, and he has always wanted to visit his teacher, but he has always been delayed because of busy business, and he never thought that it would be such a farewell......

Grandma is such a person, facing life positively, slowly influencing others, she pays hard work, and reaps sweetness.

Tang Jingjing has been influenced by her grandmother since she was a child, and now, her admiration for her grandmother is even deeper.

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Early the next morning, Jiang Dashan pedaled a tricycle to the bustling city, and he wanted to try his luck to see if he could find a suitable foot massage shop to work.

Jiang Dashan suddenly felt very confused, looking at the streets extending in all directions and the cars shuttling like streams, he couldn't find the direction clearly, let alone find a job.

"Sister, where is there a pedicure shop near here?" Suddenly seeing a sanitation worker, Jiang Dashan ran forward to ask.

The sanitation worker looked at Jiang Dashan like a monkey, took the tools and walked in the other direction. I thought, just like you, still go to the foot massage shop?! I don't deserve a part-time job!

Seeing this, Jiang Dashan's face turned red, and he thought, people can't be crooked, right? But as soon as he thought of his family situation and the expectant eyes of his family, Jiang Dashan continued to ride forward.

Jiang Dashan came to a bus stop, looking at the long queue, he was going to find a gay man of the same age to ask this time.

"Comrade, I want to find a job, I don't know where there is a pedicure shop nearby?" Jiang Dashan asked with a little blush.

This man was not happy when he heard this, and thought to himself, you are the "comrade", your whole family is "comrade", but because of the large number of people nearby, it is not good to have a seizure on the spot, so he twisted his head to the other side and pretended not to hear.

"You'd better take a look over there." A kind young man prompted.

"Thank you, young man." After Jiang Dashan finished speaking, he walked in the direction pointed by the young man.

didn't go far, Jiang Dashan really saw a foot massage shop. So he found a place to park the tricycle in the back, and after making sure it was locked, he approached the foot massage shop step by step.

"Hurry up, hurry up." The front desk is a middle-aged woman, who seems to be the proprietress of the place. She saw that the person who came was dressed shabby, and it didn't look like he had come to spend at all, so she took a one-dollar ticket and wanted to send him away.

Jiang Dashan finally found a foot massage shop, and he planned to explain his intentions.

"Why, too little? I'll give you another one, let's go, don't get in my way. The proprietress said angrily.

"I'm here looking for a job." Jiang Dashan plucked up his courage and said.

"We're not short of people here, let's go." The proprietress said impatiently. Recently, business has been sluggish, and she should close her doors, so how can she have spare money to recruit workers.

Seeing this, Jiang Dashan left dejectedly.

"It's unlucky." The proprietress muttered to herself.

Jiang Dashan sighed and said to the dilapidated tricycle: "Old man, people don't need us, do you want to look for it again?" ”

"Didn't you swear when you went out in the morning? Look for it again, you can't admit defeat so quickly, can you? Jiang Dashan himself gave the answer.

So, Jiang Dashan pedaled the tricycle forward with great difficulty, and he didn't know where he came, and saw a foot massage parlor again, which seemed to be a little better than the one just now.

Jiang Dashan stood still, took a deep breath, and pushed the door and walked in.

"Hello." Although the waiter frowned, he said politely.

"Is your boss here? I'm looking for a job. Jiang Dashan stepped forward to explain his intentions.

The waiter didn't want to make trouble, so he said, "Our boss is not here." ”

"Oh, and when is he coming back?" Jiang Dashan asked.

"That's not good." The waiter said.

"Shall I wait here for a while?" Jiang Dashan asked.

"You better go, we don't have a shortage of people in the store. Besides, with your image, I'm afraid there are no customers willing to serve you. The waiter said very pertinently.

When Jiang Dashan heard this, he was embarrassed to stay here any longer, so he set off for another station. He searched several companies in a row, but in the end he was unsuccessful.

The sky gradually darkened, and Jiang Dashan had to go home dejectedly. Approaching the door, he squeezed out a wry smile.

"Daddy." Jiang Meiwen saw her father enter the door, so she shouted in a milky voice.

"Hey, baby girl." Jiang Dashan said with a smile.

"Coming back? How's it going? Is there a suitable one? Meng Cuizhen was changing Ah Fu's diaper, and when she heard her husband coming home, she asked with concern.

"The stores I looked for today are not big, and people say that there is no shortage of people for the time being. I'll look somewhere else tomorrow. Jiang Dashan drank water as soon as he entered the door, and then pretended to be indifferent.

When Meng Cuizhen heard this, she knew that her husband must have suffered a lot of grievances that day, and the movements in her hands became stiff, and she sighed and said, "Forget it, don't look for it." You haven't eaten yet, have you? I'm going to do it. ”

Jiang Meilan was writing her homework while listening to the conversation of adults. She was the only one in her class who hadn't bought a fountain pen yet, and she was going to tell her parents, but when she heard that her father had not found a suitable job, she didn't speak, but she cried silently.

"I'll help you." Jiang Dashan said.

"Don't be reckless, you can rest for a while." Meng Cuizhen glanced at Jiang Dashan and pretended to be angry.

"Sister, are you crying?!" Jiang Meiwen was fiddling with a few worn-out rag dolls at the table, and suddenly found that her sister was wiping her tears, so she said in surprise.

"You're crying, play with you." Jiang Meilan said angrily, and then leaned on the table to secretly wipe her tears.

"You're just crying." Jiang Meiwen said stubbornly.

"Lan Lan, what's wrong?" Jiang Dashan walked up to his daughter, looked at her shrugged shoulders, and guessed that she might be disappointed because she didn't find a job, so he asked a little sadly.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired." Jiang Meilan didn't look up, and said in a muffled voice.

"Lan Lan, what do you have to tell your father?" Jiang Dashan persuaded with good words.

"It's okay, it's okay." Jiang Meilan shouted angrily.

"What are you yelling at your dad? Not a spark of decency. Meng Cuizhen was just washing the vegetables, and the sound of running water covered the conversation in front of them, and she only heard her daughter yelling with her husband, so she reprimanded her.

When Jiang Meilan heard this, she couldn't hold back anymore and cried loudly.

"Okay, stop crying." Jiang Dashan hugged his daughter and coaxed.

When Jiang Meiwen saw it, she was also dumbfounded, stood aside, pulled the corner of her sister's clothes and stopped talking.

"What are you crying about, are you still wronged?" Meng Cuizhen was also unhappy, seeing her daughter crying there, she went to her daughter fiercely, but was stopped by Jiang Dashan.

"Leave it alone, cook your meal." Jiang Dashan said while protecting his daughter.

"Sooner or later, you're getting used to it." Meng Cuizhen rolled her husband's eyes, sighed and said.

"Lan Lan, why are you so wronged? Did Dad disappoint you by not getting a job? Jiang Dashan hugged his daughter and asked softly.

Jiang Meilan hid in her father's arms, nodding her head for a while and shaking her head for a while.

"What's that? Tell Daddy about it. Jiang Dashan said with a smile.

"It's fine." Jiang Meilan stood up from her father's arms, wiped her tears with her sleeve, and said with a sob.

"It's all crying like this, and you still say it's okay? Let's talk to Daddy. Jiang Dashan helped his daughter wipe her tears and said.

"I see." Jiang Meiwen suddenly interjected as if she remembered something.

Jiang Meilan glared at her sister, and Jiang Meiwen stopped talking.

"Say, what's the matter?" Jiang Dashan asked his little daughter.

"My sister won't let me say it." Jiang Meiwen pouted and said.

"It's okay, you tell Dad." Jiang Dashan persuaded.

"My sister must have bought a fountain pen." Jiang Meiwen whispered.

"Not really." Although Jiang Meilan denied it, there was a trace of hesitation in her eyes.

"That's it, you told me the other day that you wanted to buy a fountain pen." Jiang Meiwen argued.

"Traitor." Jiang Meilan said.

"Don't worry, Dad will buy it for you tomorrow." When Jiang Dashan heard this, he finally understood, so he promised.

"It's going to cost ten dollars." Jiang Meilan said with some embarrassment.

"You see, Dad has money." Jiang Dashan said and took out a handful of change.

Jiang Meilan looked at the change in her father's hand and cried even more fiercely. This also strengthened Jiang Dashan's confidence in finding a job, and he will go tomorrow.

Looking at her sister who was crying even more sadly, Jiang Meiwen said anxiously: "Sister, don't cry, I won't talk nonsense in the future......"

Although Meng Cuizhen was busy eating, the words of the father and daughter all received her ears, and she was also sad and shed tears.