Chapter Seventy-Three, The Last Straw

Jiang Yuanyuan rubbed her neck, her neck hurt badly, everyone was on vacation, Jiang Yuanyuan gave them the next month's salary, but they didn't have to do things in the next month.

The door of the field was locked, and Jiang Yuanyuan exhaled lowly.

"Yuanyuan?" Jiang Qian cleaned up all her things, walked over and gently pulled Jiang Yuanyuan's arm, Jiang Yuanyuan came back to her senses, she looked at the place, and slowly shook her head.

"Sister Qian, you go back first, I want to see for myself." Jiang Yuanyuan said with a smile, her eyelids full of exhaustion.

Jiang Qian glanced at Jiang Xuan, Jiang Xuan was also a little hesitant, he looked left and right, or nodded, Jiang Xuan took the lead and left, Jiang Qian looked at Jiang Yuanyuan, and also left, Sun Hui scratched his head and followed with some unknown reasons.

Seeing that several people had walked away, Jiang Yuanyuan slowly walked towards the back mountain, spring had quietly come when they were busy, the branches had pulled out tender green buds, and they walked halfway up the mountain, and found a stone to sit on, Jiang Yuanyuan was a little lazy and urged her shoulders.

Bursts of soreness came from her arms, and her shoulders felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds, and she couldn't lift them.

Touched a handful of stones behind her, some dirty, and some moss, but she didn't want to care about anything, she lay on the stone presumptuously, lowered her eyes slightly, squinted slightly, and the pain in her temples made her a little irritable.

The dizziness came quickly, it seemed to be a momentary thing, and the whole head was dizzy.

Sleep, you won't be so tired when you fall asleep.

With a yawn, Jiang Yuanyuan closed her eyes sleepily, and soon, her consciousness disappeared.

In the mountains, a girl slept very sweetly on her back on a large stone that was not very clean, and at this moment, she left all her worries and all her pressure, and let herself steal a moment of peace here.

Slept until the sun went down, Jiang Yuanyuan woke up, this sleep was extraordinarily satisfied, the sleep was soft, Jiang Yuanyuan was full of going back, feeling that the fatigue of these days had disappeared in this sleep.

Stretched out with satisfaction, walked in the afterglow of the sunset, returned home, took a comfortable bath, ate a simple meal, and lay on the bed with Bai Xue in her arms, Jiang Yuanyuan only felt that her whole body was comfortable, and her pores exuded a pleasant breath.

After resting at home for two or three days, Jiang Yuanyuan decided to go to see Sheng Rong, Sheng Rong must be very busy now, although she knew that she might have trouble Sheng Rong with wisdom when she ran like this, but she still wanted to go, go to see Sheng Rong, and want to hug him.

Sales have been as bad as they expected these days, except for their sharp price cut at the beginning, which made Peng Qi unable to prevent it from falling behind by two days, nothing has changed much.

After agreeing with the Wei family, they lost money once in ten days, and after giving out the two thousand taels of silver tickets in their hands, they were completely gone.

They can't afford to pay the last money next time, and all they can do is keep losing money.

Eighty taels of a bed, this is already their lowest price, these people who wait and see seem to know that this is the lowest bottom line, when this price comes out, the people who come to buy it crowd the entire store, their stockpiling is half cleaned, but when Peng Qi also followed the price reduction, this sales volume continued to stagnate.

The long-term fatigue made Sheng Rong a little unbearable, but what annoyed him even more was what Mr. Zhao said to him.

His hands were trembling subconsciously, standing by the window and looking into the distance, Sheng Rong made his ass on the bench, his right head suddenly hurt, and it was difficult to breathe, he was infected with wind cold, he knew, but now only the wind can make his confused head sober a little.

"Sheng Rong." When Jiang Yuanyuan entered the door, what he saw was such a Sheng Rong, depressed, emaciated, he didn't seem to look like him anymore, he became very thin, the whole person lost a lot of weight, his clothes looked empty, he just sat by the window, blowing the wind, and it looked like he was about to fall.

"You're here." Sheng Rong stood up, his head was dizzy, he gritted his teeth and walked to Jiang Yuanyuan's side, and gently leaned on Jiang Yuanyuan's body, "You're here." ”

"I'm coming." Jiang Yuanyuan said softly, she hesitated and raised her hand to pat Sheng Rong's back, very lightly, but with comfort.

Sheng Rong exhaled a long breath and seemed to sigh, the wind took away his sigh and the temperature.

At night, looking at Sheng Rong who was asleep, Jiang Yuanyuan sat up, she couldn't help but go to the table and drink a glass of water, the room was very warm, Sheng Rong was by her side, but she always felt that something was missing.

Suddenly she was very irritable, it seemed that this was not what she wanted, and she didn't know why she was irritable, but she was choked in her heart, which made her very uncomfortable.

After sitting for a while and calming down a little, Jiang Yuanyuan lay on the bed again, maybe she was too tired these days, Jiang Yuanyuan told herself that it would be good to rest for a while.

The next day, I got up from bed early, the store had not yet opened, Jiang Yuanyuan went to the kitchen to boil some porridge, the rice was boiled soft, the dough was kneaded and fried fritters, and it was estimated that the time was almost up, Jiang Yuanyuan brought the porridge, Sheng Rong had woken up, he was standing in front of the window and blowing the wind, Jiang Yuanyuan saw his purple mouth that was blown, but he didn't seem to know it, he was still blowing the wind.

"Sheng Rong, come over for dinner." Jiang Yuanyuan said softly, "It's all cold, don't blow the wind." ”

"Hmm." Sheng Rong responded, but did not move, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, as if he wanted to sober himself up in this way, but it was fruitless, and his head was just more chaotic.

Closed the window, paced to the table, Sheng Rong sat down slowly, looking at the porridge in front of him, soft and delicious, but he just didn't have a trace of appetite.

Drink some gently, the porridge is very warm, making his cold body a little warmer.

"You don't have to get up so early to cook." Sheng Rong said, how could he not know that Jiang Yuanyuan didn't sleep well last night.

Jiang Yuanyuan drank porridge for a while, and then drank some casually, she knew that Sheng Rong wanted her to sleep a little longer, and knew that these words were just concern, but suddenly, she had this inexplicable emotion, Sheng Rong's concern didn't seem to be concern, it was just his perfunctory.

"It's okay, I just want to do it for you." Jiang Yuanyuan whispered, she couldn't help but rub her eyes, feeling that her nose was sour, she was afraid that she would cry.

Sheng Rong didn't notice Jiang Yuanyuan's emotions, he couldn't drink half of it, he barely ate a fritter, and then changed his clothes and went to work with Shopkeeper Zhao.

Jiang Yuanyuan cleaned up the bowl, she hated herself like this, she always had a lot of inexplicable emotions, she knew, Sheng Rong was very busy, Sheng Rong didn't care about her, but she just felt inexplicably unhappy and uncomfortable.

At night, Sheng Rong rubbed his head and returned to the room, Jiang Yuanyuan had already laid down to sleep, he was a little surprised, but he put his mind at ease, and lightly dragged his shoes and coat to sleep, Sheng Rong touched Jiang Yuanyuan's forehead, he lowered his head and gently kissed Jiang Yuanyuan's head.

Lying down, with one hand on Jiang Yuanyuan's waist, Sheng Rong put his head against Jiang Yuanyuan's shoulder socket and exhaled with satisfaction.

After waiting for a long time, Jiang Yuanyuan opened her eyes, and she was already in tears.

These days of busyness make Sheng Rong look a lot older, but when he is a teenager like an uncle, Jiang Yuanyuan has laughed at Sheng Rong many times, every time the two of them will be silly and happy for a while, and then they will be silent, no matter how they relax themselves, they still have no way to accept the fact that the world they have worked so hard to build is about to be shattered so quickly.

Sheng Rong found that Jiang Yuanyuan would sit on a chair and drink water for several nights, as if she just got up to drink water, but she was always silent, and she was half a night.

He hadn't seen her laugh on Jiang Yuanyuan's body for a long, long time, so long that he began to wonder if Jiang Yuanyuan in his mind existed, was it just a conjecture of his.

The bad news for days made Jiang Yuanyuan a little tired, even if she kept telling herself that it didn't matter, it was all expected, but it was still difficult to calm down. On this day, when she was chopping vegetables, she suddenly wandered and cut her hand, Jiang Yuanyuan hurriedly held her hand in her hand, but forgot that she was cutting chili peppers, which made her frown violently, and subconsciously pulled out her hand and took a step back, but accidentally knocked over the dishes that were placed aside.

Sheng Rong was just outside the door, heard the movement and hurriedly ran in, greeted by Jiang Yuanyuan's crying face, she collapsed and clenched her fists, just standing there crying, tears fell like no money, she didn't make any sound, just crying, crying silently.

At that moment, Sheng Rong felt that he was crushed.

He trembled forward and wanted to hold Jiang Yuanyuan into his arms, but the outstretched hand couldn't hug Jiang Yuanyuan, just held it, trembled, and his whole body was trembling.

Jiang Yuanyuan didn't say anything, she was just shedding tears, she kept crying, she didn't know where she got so many tears, but suddenly, something was crushed, and all the grievances, discomfort, and negative emotions poured out.

As if he had made up his mind, Sheng Rong hugged Jiang Yuanyuan violently, his body was also trembling, his voice became hoarse because of coughing for several days, he didn't say anything, just hugged Jiang Yuanyuan very hard, very hard.

It was the twenty-second day of their campaign.

On the twenty-fifth day, Peng Qi suddenly removed the silk quilts on the left and right, and then there was news that Peng Qi was investigated, all these changes were too fast and too fast, Jiang Yuanyuan felt that she was just reading a book as usual, and suddenly heard cheers from downstairs, she pushed open the window and saw Sheng Rong standing below, looking at her with a smile.

She seemed to understand something, although she didn't know why it was so sudden, but she still understood, she should be very happy, but Jiang Yuanyuan didn't feel happy.

She moved her fingers, her fingers were a little stiff, she took a deep breath, and tried to make herself laugh, she should have laughed well, after all, she deceived Sheng Rong.