Chapter 32: The Sickness of Wealth
At night, the kitchen was crackling.
As soon as Yu Yan finished cleaning up the bedroom, he saw a floor of broken dishes and food scraps. Zhong Su wore her hair loose and tied loosely with an apron, and her nails were carefully trimmed to a length of 5 centimeters.
This will be on the side of the index finger, and the boss will be blistered.
"Hey, Mom just wants to get you something to eat, see I'm clumsy."
Obviously, in Qiao's family over the years, her mother's life has been really comfortable.
"No, I've had a working meal at the law firm." Yu Yan took the medicine and wiped it for her, and explained, "Mom, I'll hire an hourly job tomorrow, and you still don't go into the kitchen." ”
I just don't know if Zhong Su will be able to get used to it in the future......
Yu Yan flashed worry, but it didn't take long for Zhong Su to quickly show that she was not comfortable, and the dishes made by the part-time worker were not quite to her liking, so she changed several times.
Zhong Su was suspicious of her daughter's attitude, so she endured eating some, which made her stomach inflamed.
The resistance decreased, I had a cold, and the old problem of coughing in the past was also committed.
I only lived for half a month, and I was haggard.
can only rest in bed, and when the community doctor came to hang the water, she couldn't hold back and muttered.
"Daughter, I really can't go back to Qiao's house?"
Yu Yan couldn't say words of comfort.
I just try to take half a day, bring back work, and take care of her by the way.
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"Lawyer Yu, are you going back first?"
"Well, call me for something."
"Okay."
After the front desk of the law firm said hello to her, she turned her head and continued to talk to the intern girl.
The two pointed to a magazine.
"Ahhh
"Really polite, so gentle, I came several times, and every time I would say thank you."
"Look at the introduction, vice president, I'm still single, wow."
Yu Yan passed by, unimpressed at first, until he caught a glimpse of the disgusting face.
"When?"
The front desk was stunned, and Yu Yan tapped the magazine on the countertop.
"Ah, you mean Mr. Joe? He's been here four times, and he's really handsome when he comes to talk to Mr. Yuan, and he's super polite to us, and his temper must be very good. Recently, female colleagues have been discussing him in private, and Lawyer Yu doesn't know about it yet. ”
"It seems that every time he comes, Lawyer Yu happens to be not there..."
Yu Yan was not infected by the heat of the two of them at all, and even gave birth to a chill from the bottom of his heart.
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After I returned, the community doctor had not left.
Most of the family doctors contracted by such communities in the city are designed to provide convenience for the elderly and the disabled, and the doctors are also older women, who are accustomed to running at the grassroots level, and are enthusiastic and talkative.
"Yo, I'm almost done with this medicine, do you feel better?"
Zhong Su shook his head, coughed violently twice, and joked, "I used to tell fortunes at home, saying that I was weak and had a bad foundation, so I was afraid that I would have to be supported by wealth." ”
"Relax, I think Lawyer Yu is very good, he is beautiful and decent, and if he marries a good family in the future, you will be able to enjoy happiness with him."
"Where, you're a local. If there is a suitable object, please introduce it, this child will not care. ”
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Yu Yan passed by the living room and heard these words. The doctor didn't stay long and rushed to the next house.
"Little smoke." Zhong Su half leaned on the bed, didn't think she would return so early, "Don't be angry, Mom is also afraid that you are too busy with work and don't care about getting married." ”
"Hmm."
Yu Yan responded and did not argue with the sick person.
Zhong Su also urged it a few years ago, but the result was that the originally weak mother-daughter connection between the two became thinner.
"Well, daughter, Mom hasn't asked you yet. Do you have someone in your heart who is disgusted with blind dates? ”