Wine word lane, Cheng family.

In the afternoon, Cheng Jia'an got off work, and when he entered the house, he saw that Cheng Jiangshui was busy instilling nutrient solution to Li Xiulan, and two small catheters were pulling out from his wife's nostrils.

Even if Cheng Jiangshui was cautious, the perennial intubation made her nasal cavity ulcerate uncontrollably, and some blood oozed from time to time, which made Li Xiulan's already haggard cheeks even more dry. In this regard, Cheng Jiaxin was sad for a while.

"Dad, you're back!"

"Oh, it's back!" Cheng Jia'an turned his head to hide his grief a little, turned around and asked lightly, "What about Yi'an?" ”

Cheng Jiangshui replied while busy nursing: "He went to the archives to report today." ”

"Hey!"

Cheng Jia'an sighed deeply, sat down in his chair in frustration, and complained gloomily: "Why did you arrange it to the archives, these people in charge don't know what to think!" ”

After cleaning up, Cheng Jiangshui walked over with a hint of sadness on his pretty cheeks, but in turn comforted his father: "Maybe it can't be arranged, Dad, don't worry, Yi'an didn't say it, it's a workout everywhere, and the archives are not a tiger hole, you can't get out if you go in, let's do it first." ”

Cheng Jia'an raised his head slowly, frowned deeply, and asked in a consultative tone: "This matter, do you want Yi'an to tell you about Aunt Wanling?" After all, your Aunt Wanling is also a bureau chief, looking for a job to change Yi'an's counterpart. ”

"Dad, forget it."

Cheng Jiangshui was depressed for a while, perhaps this question had been lingering in her heart for a long time, and when she saw her father mention it, she said faintly: "Aunt Wanling, you don't know yet, she has always been a clean and self-righteous person, how can she use the power in her hands to help her son favoritism." ”

Cheng Jia'an sighed secretly, knowing that he was in a hurry to go to the doctor again, and said melancholy: "That's right, if she knew Yi'an's current situation, it wouldn't be embarrassing!" Forget it, let's do it for now. ”

Cheng Jiangshui nodded lonely, pursed his red lips lightly, looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, hesitated for a long time before he hesitated and said, "Dad, there is something to ...... I still have to tell you, it just so happens that Yi'an and Jiang Hai are not there. ”

"What's the matter?"

Cheng Jiangshui grabbed the hem of his shirt with his hand, with a little sadness between his eyebrows, and said in embarrassment: "Mom, these medicinal uses are very fast, and the family's money is not enough...... I kept some here, ready to pay Jiang He's tuition, and the rest can only be used for daily expenses. ”

"It's running out so quickly!"

Cheng Jia'an looked flustered, looked at his daughter's worried look, and then drooped his head sadly, and sighed helplessly: "Hey! Why don't I borrow some more from my colleagues? ”

Cheng Jiangshui took a step forward, squatted beside his father, and said quietly: "You can't repay the borrowed money, let alone how much can you borrow?" ”

"So, what do you want to do?"

Cheng Jiangshui pursed his red lips, looked at his father anxiously, and pursed his lips for a long time, and then said cowardly: "Dad, I think about it...... I want to see what is valuable at home, so I can get some money out and deal with it first! I...... I just thought I'd like to discuss with you and see if I should sell the TV first! ”

Cheng Jia'an was stunned for a while, to know what it means to sell money, it will be a terrible rhythm of making ends meet.

But what if you don't?

Now that he is saving his life, he is constantly throwing money out, and there is no choice but to take this step, he nodded and said sadly: "Hey, I know, just do as you say!" ”

Cheng Jiangshui rubbed his father's knee and tried his best to comfort: "Dad, don't worry about it first, I'll think of other ways when I go back." ”

Cheng Jia'an hung his head and was silent, the mottling between his hair looked even more pathetic, and Cheng Jiangshui was also sour for a while. Although my mother's condition did not deteriorate, there was no sign of improvement.

Day after day, worry after worry, worry after worry, layer upon layer, like falling into a bottomless black hole, forever floating between hope and despair, making people tremble with fear.

It was approaching dusk, and He Yi'an hurried back home, with no joy or sorrow on his face, only indifference.

Cheng Jiangshui, who was cooking in the corridor, stepped forward, forcibly suppressed all kinds of thoughts, and said softly: "Are you back?" ”

He Yi'an didn't care about resting, so he had to roll up his sleeves and step forward to help while speaking.

"Well, I'll help you!"

"No, you've been busy all day, so let's take a break."

He Yi'an waved his hand lightly, and responded with a light smile: "It's okay, I didn't tell you everything, the work of the archives is not tiring, and it's even a little leisurely." ”

"Really?"

Cheng Jiangshui frowned and asked suspiciously: "Won't it be because you are on the first day of work, and people are not able to arrange too tiring work for you, right?" ”

"No, I figured out the business in half a day." He Yi'an shook his head, which could be regarded as relieving Cheng Jiangshui, who was worried, and joked with a flat smile, and said: "The work is actually very simple, even if Jiang Hai goes, he can do it." ”

Sure enough, hearing this, Cheng Jiangshui's tense heartstrings relaxed a lot, rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Go, fool me, how can there be such a good job in this world." ”

"Huh."

He Yi'an laughed, then groaned, and said, "By the way, the archives gave me a single dormitory, and I can move in after packing up in the next two days." ”

"Really?"

Cheng Jiangshui suddenly stopped the work in his hand, the sorrow on his face dissipated, turned into a burst of surprise, and said with a sigh on his face: "Don't say it, the benefits of this archive are really good, and you can arrange a dormitory for you if you go." ”

He Yi'an raised his neck slightly, and smiled brightly: "That's not it!" I'm also an importer. Hehe, so you and your dad don't have to worry about me going to the archives to suffer any grievances, isn't that good? ”

The stone in Cheng Jiangshui's heart finally fell to the ground, and he looked at He Yi'an's eyes with a little distress: "That's good, watching you shop the floor every day these days, I don't feel a taste in my heart." ”

"Look at what you said, when I was in the group field before, the whole family was crowded on a kang, and I could come over for many years, and what was it to play on the floor for a few days!"

He Yi'an said calmly, and then his voice changed, and he was a little hesitant: "It's just that I moved to the unit, and you have to be left alone to take care of your mother." ”

Cheng Jiangshui chuckled softly: "You all go to work, it's not the same that I take care of it alone, so you can work with peace of mind." ”

"Hmm!"

He Yi paused, his voice was as unhot as ever, but his inner emotions were as hot as pulp: "I'm just looking forward to it, the archives will be able to divide a regular house in the future, and we will get married again, which is one of my short-term goals!" ”

Cheng Jiang's sailor trembled, turned his head, and his eyes were misty: "Yi'an!" ”

He Yi'an stopped what he was doing, straightened up, looked at the slim and miserable beauty beside him with burning eyes, and said leisurely: "I know, you want to wait for your godmother to recover before getting married." But Jiang Shui, you are twenty-seven, and I am thirty-three, and if we don't get married, we will all be old. ”

Looking at He Yi'an's fiery eyes, Cheng Jiangshui's heart fluctuated for a while, and he couldn't tell whether it was sour or moved, entangled in the poignant pretty face, and muttered: "I...... You make me think again, think again! ”

"Hmm......" He Yi'an replied softly, without compulsion or impatience.

It's just that what the two don't know is that Cheng Jia'an happened to be standing by the door at this moment, taking in the conversation between the two, and then retreated sadly, sat on the edge of Li Xiulan's bed, looked at his wife's immobile body, and sighed melancholy......