Jiang Yansheng's entire back couldn't help but stiffen, and he turned around, looking at the little guy squatting on the ground with dark and blood-colored eyes.

He had a milky voice, and he had to pretend to be an adult and said: "It's okay for a woman to shed a little tears, you will be sick if you hate the world like this." ”

Jiang Yansheng had a wound in his eyes, and it was also an instantaneous thing, and he had already returned to his cold appearance.

"Tears are the least valuable, and if you drop too much, you will become weaker."

So she never cries, there's nothing to cry about.

Jiang Yansheng walked to the bed and lay down, his eyes were dark, and he looked at the white ceiling open.

Huo Guangzun ran with small hands and feet and climbed into bed, his small body wanted to sleep with a woman, and his big dark eyes also learned from her to look at the ceiling.

"Niece and daughter-in-law, what are you looking at?"

It's white, what's there to see.

Jiang Yansheng's eyes looked dead and silent, he looked at the ceiling and didn't look away, and suddenly said to the little fat man beside him, "Don't you see a woman's face?" ”

Huo Guangzun suddenly shook his body, and his voice trembled: "Don't scare the child." ”

"Really, didn't you see it?"

The corners of Jiang Yansheng's red lips hooked, and his tone deliberately slowed down: "It's on the ceiling, she's smiling at you, saying that it's such a fat child, it must be delicious......"

"Ahhh

Huo Guangzun was so frightened that he hid in the quilt and shivered, his little arms hugged the woman's waist, and he screamed: "I'm not fat, I'm skinny." ”

Jiang Yansheng saw the bulging quilt constantly shaking the small ball, and saw that he was frightened, and a sneer overflowed between his lips and teeth.

It's really a fat man.

……

……

From dark to dawn, Huo Guangzun slept fragrantly, and his posture changed several times, crawling from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and sleeping on all fours.

Jiang Yansheng didn't close her eyes all night, she didn't have Ji Wenlun's medicine, as long as she closed her eyes and slept, she would be suppressed again, lying on the bed staring at the ceiling and letting the thoughts in her mind drift away.

When the window lit up, she put on a dress and went downstairs.

At five o'clock in the morning, Jiang Yansheng walked to the kitchen and saw Wang Ming's figure, stewing chicken soup and telling the maid that he wanted to replenish Jiang Siwei's body while he was still in the hospital.

Jiang Yansheng's footsteps paused at the door, looking at this woman was really an eyesore.

She turned around and walked to the living room and sat down, and when her figure was turned by Wang Jin, the corner of her eyes swept away.

Wang Ying stared at Jiang Yansheng's back for a long time, and his fingers unconsciously tightened the spoon.

"Ma'am?"

The servant saw that she had lost her mind, and whispered to her.

Wang Ying suddenly came back to his senses, opened his mouth and asked, "Is the old man who collects waste products in the community still here these days?" ”

"Come on, ride a four-wheeled bike and rummage through the garbage bins every day."

The maid will pay attention to this old man, or Mrs. Niang's ring accidentally fell into the bathroom trash can a while ago, and then I didn't think for a while, and millions of gem rings were thrown away like this.

Later, early the next morning, the old man returned the ring with it, for which the lady gave him some money as a reward.

Wang Jin's eyes covered the light of calculation, she gently scooped the chicken soup in the pot, and mentioned casually: "Last time I heard you talk about the old man's family has a son?" ”

The servant saw that the old man was pitiful, what leftovers would be given to him to eat, he came and went, and he also understood something, and saw that the lady was interested in asking, and said: "It is a mentally retarded child, and the person is tall and has a meter nine, but when he was a child, he burned his brain and had no money to see it, and the old man's family was poor and lived by smashing pots and selling iron, and he was also a poor man. ”

Wang Ying asked, "Did his daughter-in-law buy it?" ”

"How can you have this money, I heard that it costs tens of thousands to buy one."

The servant is not too expensive, but thinks that a poor and begging family like an old man can save it.

Wang Ying had a plan in her heart, she looked at the maid who was shaking her head and sighing: "Your son is going to have a wedding at the end of the year, how is the wedding room prepared?" ”

When the maid talked about her own family affairs, she was also very sad: "Madam, don't laugh, I can't afford this house in Wancheng even if it is a basement, my daughter-in-law wants my family to pay a down payment to buy a remote set in the suburbs of Wancheng, it's almost sad for me." ”

"I have a well-decorated house in the suburbs of Wancheng under my name, and if you help me do something, it will be regarded as a reward for you."

After Wang Ying finished speaking, he smiled slightly: "You are also an old man in the Jiang family, you have followed me loyally all these years, rest assured, I will give you more benefits after the matter is completed." ”

The servant was stunned, and did not recover from these words for a while.

"Madam, I, I am absolutely faithful to you."

In fact, they usually receive a lot of benefits from Wang Ming, and occasionally they will receive more salaries, and they have been thinking about Wang Yuan's good for many years, and they are willing to be her eyeliner or something.

Wang Ying smiled, fished the chicken out of the pot, lowered her voice, and said something in her ear.

……

……

in the living room.

It was only six o'clock at this time, and the maid came out with a bowl of chicken soup from the kitchen with a smile on her face, and handed it to Jiang Yansheng, who was sitting in the living room, very friendly: "Second Miss, breakfast is not so fast, you can drink chicken soup first to warm your stomach." ”

Jiang Yansheng straightened his back and sat quietly on the sofa, his beautiful white face was expressionless, and he didn't go back to the room to lie down, just to wait for food.

This body hadn't eaten a few bites since the afternoon, and it was already very weak after a night of sleeplessness, which was not the state she wanted, and she hated this feeling of weakness the most.

Jiang Yansheng's eyelashes moved lightly, and he glanced at the chicken soup handed over, which was very fragrant and could arouse his appetite.

But she was unmoved.

"No, pour me a glass of water."

As soon as she got downstairs, she saw that the chicken soup was stewed by Wang Ming, and Jiang Yansheng wouldn't touch it.

The maid was stunned on the spot by her cold tone, and nodded awkwardly: "Okay." ”。

The maid brought the chicken soup back to the kitchen, whispered the situation to the lady, then poured another cup of warm water, put the unused medicine in it, and waited until it was almost melted before bowing his head and going out.

This time, Jiang Yansheng stretched out his white hand to take it, took a sip of water with a cold face, and instructed her: "I don't eat vegetarian food in the morning, give me some stewed meat to eat." ”

The maid said yes, she stepped back first, and watched Jiang Yansheng sitting alone in the living room drinking water from the distance from the kitchen.

"Madame, it's all drunk."

The servant pointed outside, closed the door and whispered to Wang Jin: "This kind of rat poison can't kill people if you eat it, last time my nephew took it at home, the dose is not large, at most she will be nauseous and weak, and her throat will hurt so much that she can't shout." ”

Wang Ying looked outside, staring closely at the woman sitting on the sofa without moving, and smiled viciously: "Next, she is afraid that she can die by herself." ”

Three minutes passed.

In the living room, there was a sudden sound of a cup breaking on the floor.