Jing Zeheng's so-called "busy", Shen Fanyin didn't see it at all.

He came to the house for dinner more punctually than she did.

Three meals a day, one meal without falling.

Shen Fanyin once wondered if Sheng Hua's canteen was blown up, or that this person was tired of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas and fell in love with her family's home-cooked dishes.

Yes, home cooking.

Although grandma accepted Aunt Zhang's care, she was reluctant to hand over the kitchen to others. She said that she hadn't cooked well for Xiao Yinyin for too many years, and she had to make up for it.

Fortunately, grandma's body is still very strong, she is busy in the kitchen without feeling tired at all, and even enjoys it - without her, Shen Fanyin can only eat takeout.

The old man felt that he had a place to be useful, his mood was much better, and his condition was relieved.

The specific manifestation is that the frequency of random mandarin duck spectrum is much lower.

"Yinyin, you send the wine-stuffed balls on the table to Ze Heng, he has to eat supper when he works overtime at night."

Shen Fanyin came out of the bathroom when she heard her grandmother explain this.

Shen Fanyin was jealous, unhappy, and soured into lemon essence: "Grandma, I just finished working overtime."

"Yours in the room, remember to brush your teeth when you're done." Grandma was reading the newspaper and wearing gold-rimmed reading glasses, like a pedant.

Shen Fanyin smiled, responded crisply, picked up the bowl and walked out as she said, "Grandma, Mu Mu wants to take the graduate school entrance examination, can you tutor her in math when you are free?"

"Okay," Grandma replied with a mouthful, then a little nervous, "Oh, I haven't lectured in so many years, I'm afraid I'll forget about it."

"You ......"

Before Shen Fanyin could persuade her, her grandmother had already stood up and walked to the room by herself: "I have to read the book first, Xiao Zhang, can you help me find a lesson plan?"

Shen Fanyin: "......"

She originally wanted to make her grandmother a bowl of chicken soup to encourage her.

It's completely useless.

Asking her grandmother to give Su Mu a lecture was the reason why she chose to do math problems according to the doctor's instructions that would not arouse her grandmother's suspicion after carefully analyzing the current situation. She didn't want to tell her grandmother about her illness anymore, so as not to put the elderly under psychological pressure.

As a result, the "Tutorial" scheme came into being.

It is enough to sacrifice only one Su Mu, which is not a loss at all.

As for why she didn't want to go to graduate school for tutoring...... Oh, high math this thing, whoever loves to learn will learn it.

"Ding-dong—"

Shen Fanyin held the bowl in one hand and rang the doorbell for the opposite door. She didn't even close the door of the house, and her hair was still wet and dripping.

The door was quietly opened, and Uncle Wang's face appeared behind the door.

He whispered, "Young Master has a meeting."

"My grandmother made him a supper." Shen Fanyin handed the bowl over, "Uncle Wang, please send it to him."

Uncle Wang took the bowl, but said to her, "Miss, don't close the door yet, the chef has just boiled the bird's nest, and I'll send it to you later."

"I'll just take it back," Shen Fanyin said, "lest you run again."

"Okay, then Miss, you come and sit down first, and I'll go to Sheng here."

"Hmm."

Uncle Wang put the bowl on the coffee table and went into the kitchen by himself.

After staying here for three days, they visited the house more often than ever.

Shen Fanyin sat on the sofa familiarly, but her attention was attracted by a cardboard box on the coffee table.

It was a large medicine box more than a foot long, and it read-

OxyContin

Shen Fanyin looked at such a big box of medicine in wonder, and leaned over to take a closer look, is it on the ingredient list. The word brown came into view.

She was slightly stunned, even if she didn't understand medicine, she knew that this thing was a painkiller.

Why is Jing Zeheng making such a big box of painkillers?

Shen Fanyin was instantly nervous, and his face sank.

I heard that some people will use painkillers as ***, should he ......

Shen Fanyin was so nervous that his mouth was dry,

I picked up the wine-stuffed balls on the coffee table and drank them all, but I didn't even taste them.

"Deliver supper?"

Jing Zeheng's voice suddenly sounded behind her.

Shen Fanyin immediately stood up and looked at him with a frown: "Brother, you tell me honestly, have you done anything you shouldn't have done recently?"

Jing Zeheng's face was calm: "No."

Shen Fanyin pointed to the medicine box: "Then what's going on?"

Jing Zeheng frowned slightly when he saw the medicine box.

He pressed his eyebrows, Cheng Ye's bonus this month can be deducted.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Shen Fanyin only acquiesced, and his tone was a little more serious: "Do you know that if you take too much painkillers, you will become dependent on drugs? This thing can ......."

"Don't think about it," Jing Zeheng immediately interrupted her, "A friend of mine has terminal cancer and needs a lot of painkillers, which I bought for her from abroad."

His eyes were extraordinarily serious, and his tone was calm, not like a lie.

Shen Fanyin's eyes were still full of doubt: "Really?"

"Or else?" Jing Zeheng asked rhetorically, "If it were mine, would I put it here and wait for others to see it?" Even if you don't care, will Uncle Wang ignore it?"

Shen Fanyin subconsciously looked in the direction of the kitchen.

It just so happened that Uncle Wang came out with a tray, and when he saw her scrutinizing eyes, he couldn't help but stop: "Miss, what's wrong?"

"Uncle Wang, what's going on with this medicine?" Shen Fanyin asked directly.

"The young master bought it for someone else," Uncle Wang replied with a smile, "It was bought with the help of the gentleman."

Shen Fanyin breathed a sigh of relief.

It scared her to death!

She rubbed her nose shyly and whispered, "I'm sorry, brother, I'm a little nervous when I see so many medicines."

The corners of Jing Zeheng's mouth pursed: "It's okay, what about my supper?"

Shen Fanyin glanced at the empty bowl and smiled awkwardly.

She...... Eaten.

Three minutes later, Shen Fanyin looked at Jing Zeheng, who was eating her bowl of wine-stuffed balls, and her eyes were full of grievances.

She ate it so fast just now that she didn't even taste it.

Jing Zeheng held the bowl, eating with a noble and elegant appearance, he glanced at Shen Fanyin and asked, "Want to eat?"

Shen Fanyin stared at his bowl: "If you really want to share it with me, I can accept it."

Jing Zeheng: "Don't eat, eat too much before going to bed and don't digest."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

Falling asleep with the grief of losing a bowl of wine-stuffed balls, Shen Fanyin's dreams were all soft little balls, so greedy that she got up from bed at six o'clock in the morning.

After fishing a toffee from her grandmother and laying the necessary factors for a good mood all day, Shen Fanyin went into the studio again.

She didn't work, and after writing and drawing on the paper for a long time, she picked up her mobile phone and dialed Su Mu's number.

Today, Saturday, Elder Zeng's birthday.

Shen Fanyin only went to Zeng's hometown at four o'clock in the afternoon, and sure enough, the home was already crowded with senior brothers and sisters.

"Yinyin!"

Zeng Wanwan had been waiting by the door, and finally showed a smile after seeing Shen Fanyin.

Shen Fanyin entered the door with a smile, put down the gift box and saw Guan Ran not far away.