Uncle Chen and Sister-in-law He didn't know when they left, and there were only two people sitting side by side on the sofa in the living room.
A tear hung from the tip of her eyelashes, and a tissue was pasted over it, just to wipe it dry.
Lan Qin rubbed the dampness of the blurred circle on the paper, lowered his arm, lowered his head and folded the tissue squarely, and quietly held it in the palm of his hand.
Just wipe it off Lan Qin felt content to the point of expansion.
Sang Yu thinks that she can actually wipe it twice, she doesn't mind much The room is quiet, no one speaks, any sound will be infinitely amplified, Sang Yu breathed unsteadily, turned his head to look out of the floor-to-ceiling window, the sun completely set, the night and the river were a velvety gray, and the starlight appeared and disappeared.
It's already so late She took out her phone and looked at it, her eyes wide, no, half past seven After getting off work at four o'clock, three and a half hours passed unconsciously, and the most terrible thing was that she didn't feel long at all.
Sang Yu hesitated to say something to Lan Qin, but the noisy mobile phone rang first, and the head nurse called.
She answered quickly, the earpiece was chaotic and noisy, and the head nurse urgently explained, "There is a patient who is suddenly in shock, and he can't be busy, so he will come back to work overtime as soon as possible."
Temporary overtime is a common thing, Sang Yu is well-trained to stand up and quickly pack up his things, "Sir, there is an urgent matter in the rehabilitation center, I must leave first." ” Lan Qin put the folded tissue in his pocket, sent her to the entrance, turned his head sideways to find Uncle Chen who was hiding in the distance, quickly edited a few lines, shook his phone at him, and gestured with his eyes.
Uncle Chen walked out quickly and solemnly, 100% fulfilling Mr.'
s meaning, "Miss Sang, I'll send you." ” Sang Yu waved his hand, "No, no, I have an electric car." ” "It's faster to drive," Uncle Chen strictly recited the content sent to him by Mr., and said sincerely, "Your electric car can be parked downstairs with confidence, and when you need to pick it up, I will pick you up." ” Sang Yu changed into shoes, lifted the medicine box, and said with a smile: "I really don't need to." ” Lan Qin's eyebrows tightened, and he typed to her, "Let Uncle Chen send you, it's okay to be a minute, and the work can't be delayed." ” "You look like you're in a hurry," he stressed. ” Uncle Chen cooperated perfectly, more active than Sang Yu when he went out, and pressed the elevator enthusiastically, "Let's go, let's go, don't bother." ” While speaking, Sang Yu's mobile phone rang loudly again, it was still the head nurse, and if she didn't answer, she could guess that it was urging, she no longer hesitated, and nodded in agreement.
The elevator door slowly closed, and in the corridor, Lan Qin's tall and thin figure was squeezed into a dark line.
Sang Yu stared at the changing floor numbers, and heard Uncle Chen ask tentatively beside him: "Miss Sang, Mr. really has to be you, you should believe it now, can you take care of him in the future?"
Her lips moved, not knowing how to answer.
Sang Yu was busy at the rehabilitation center until nearly 12 o'clock that night, and by the end of the bus and subway had already stopped, she wanted to take a taxi home, but she was shocked when it came out.
The familiar dark gray sedan was parked outside, and Uncle Chen smiled and beckoned to her, "Miss Sang, Mr. said that you should be busy almost over, and it is inconvenient to have no electric car, so I will pick you up." ” "Ah yes, Sister-in-law He is also here," he took the initiative to lower the passenger window, and added intimately, "Sir, I'm afraid that if I come alone, you will be uncomfortable." ” Sang Yu hurriedly ran over, "How long have you waited?"
"Not long after," Sister-in-law He held the thermos bucket, handed her a steaming small paper cup from the car window, and said lovingly, "Get in the car, I made some soup at night, and Mr. can't drink it, let me bring it to you." ” Both of them are over half a hundred years old, looking at her eyes are clear and bright, Yin Yin is eager, Sang Yu's refusal is really unspeakable, and she slowly got into the car.
Uncle Chen's driving skills are excellent, the road is smooth, Sister-in-law He's soup is fragrant and delicious, and Sang Yu is nesting in the comfortable back seat, suspecting that the world must be out of order.
She's just a poor little nurse, no one dares to want to be a long-term dietitian, it's very ordinary and ordinary, and she can't stand this kind of preferential treatment like a big lady, really So she got up from bed before dawn, planning to go to the Linjiang high-level early to ride the little sheep away, and by the way, return the imported medicine that Lan Qin had dropped last time to him.
When Sang Yu packed up and prepared to go out, he struggled again.
It's only six o'clock, and my husband is not in good health, so I guess he hasn't gotten up yet Yes, wait until seven o'clock.
She was bored and slumped on the sofa, scratching her cheeks and wondering what to do for this hour, she was idle anyway, it was not good to come to the door empty-handed, she should make something for her husband to add breakfast, and she would have returned the gift for picking her up last night.
Let's boil porridge, boil it soft and glutinous, so that he can digest it better.
Sang Yu rolled up her cuffs and walked towards the kitchen, before she could touch the door, she heard an ambiguous and sticky intimate sound from her roommate's closed door, she froze, the sound became more and more unscrupulous, squeaking and squeaking, and she couldn't wait to lift the door panel.
Not again Early in the morning, is it so energetic?
She couldn't stay for a minute, so she pulled out a small pumpkin from the refrigerator and rushed out of the house to the bus stop.
The starting station is not far from Sang Yu's rented house, the first bus starts running at six o'clock, when Sang Yu gets on the bus, it is just ten o'clock, she takes three stops, and just gets off in front of a porridge city gate with a small face.
It's still early, there are not many people in the porridge city, and there are three or two tables sporadically, and the waiters see her and greet her enthusiastically, "Xiaoyu is here, there are new ideas" Sang Yu smiled sweetly, "No, I want to borrow it from your kitchen." ” "That's fine," the hall maître d'être said, pointing to the back, "the head chef is here, you can tell him directly." ” The head chef is tall and young, standing in the back kitchen in the crowd of people who are very conspicuous, and when he sees Sang Yu, he beckons, "So early" Sang Yu put down his things lightly, tied his hair high and washed his hands, "I want to make a bowl of porridge, it's not very convenient at home, so I can only borrow your place." ” The mother of the owner of this porridge city was a patient in the rehabilitation center before, and the boss took a fancy to Sang Yu's craftsmanship when he accompanied the bed, and asked her to cooperate with several health porridges, but he didn't expect the effect to be unexpectedly good, and the models were sold well.
The boss treats Sang Yu as a guest, she has come a lot, and her personality is cheerful and pleasant, so she naturally mingles with the staff of the entire porridge city.
"Only boil one bowl" The head chef helped her prepare a small pot, "for the patient" Sang Yu nodded, "Sort of." ” "What needs to be done, I'll help you."
"Aren't you the busiest at six or seven o'clock," she disagreed, "go and get busy with you, I'll do it myself." ” Sang Yu picked up the pot, walked to the stove in the corner, carefully washed the millet, and when the rice began to roll evenly, she turned off the heat, boiled patiently and slowly, and cut the small pumpkin into pieces with her free hand, put it in the steamer, and prepared to stir it into the porridge later.
The head chef came over with a large jar, "You don't have to bother, the pumpkin has ready-made." ” A can of pickled pumpkin chunks is what she needs to use in the healthy porridge she put on the shelves at the beginning of summer, and she prepares it.
Sang Yu bent his eyes, "I'd better make it new." ” Lan Qin's words were even the ingredients she had prepared, but after all, she didn't make them herself, so it was probably not possible.
The head chef was a little surprised, leaning against the cooking table and asking her, "Who is it for, so meticulous." ” Sang Yu said vaguely, "It's a patient", the head chef wanted to ask more, and a pastry chef ran over to call her in a hurry, "Xiaoyu, the mobile phone in your bag bar has been vibrating for a long time." ” "It's mine" Sang Yu glanced around, wiped his hands, and folded his hands at the head chef, "Please help me look at the pot, just wait for the pumpkin to be steamed and put in the porridge, and I'll be back soon." ” She clutched her mobile phone, left the back kitchen, and found a place where no one was at the staircase on the second floor of Porridge City, so she was mentally ready to answer, but the sharp female voice that rushed out of the earpiece still made her purse her lips uncomfortably.
"When will your mother and daughter be shameless and dominate the old couple's house?"
"I'll repeat, this house is not your house, what qualifications does your mother have to live with a dead face" "Sang Yu, let me tell you, since the old couple is gone, this house is shared by our sisters, except for your mother," the middle-aged woman gritted her teeth, "Except for your mother, do you understand, your father did that kind of ugly thing that hurts heaven and reason, you and your mother are not from our family, you get her away as soon as possible, and quickly return the house" Sang Yu's wrist trembled slightly, took a deep breath, called "Auntie" sarcastically, and then said word by word: "I repeat, don't mention my father, whether you recognize it or not, the house was the dowry that my grandparents gave to my mother back then, it is our home, and no one is qualified to drive her away."
"Besides, I don't need you to rush me, I'll definitely pick up my mom," she said in a tough tone, "because I don't want her to see you bad" The woman was still shouting, Sang Yu hung up the phone hard, leaned against the wall and panted, and saw that there were two new WeChat messages on the notification bar, which were sent by the real estate agent.
"Miss Sang, do you have any intention of raising the house price this month for that two-bedroom apartment, the owner means that he wants to raise the price up."
"If you can pay the deposit within three days and the down payment in a week, I can help you communicate and maintain the original price."
Where did she get so much money Sang Yu didn't reply, closed his eyes and lowered his head, turned off the screen, bent down tiredly and slowed down, and when he got up again, his expression had returned to normal.
She rubbed her face, tried to lift the corners of her mouth up, poked her dimples, and ran back to the back kitchen, where she saw the head chef coming over with a pumpkin jar, and hurriedly asked him, "I'm coming back late, is the porridge okay?"
The head chef patted her on the shoulder and said calmly: "Don't worry, millet pumpkin porridge, the finished product is perfect." ” Sang Yu secretly wiped off the water traces from the corners of his eyes, thanked him with a smile, and saw that it was almost too late, so he hurriedly poured the sticky and suitable porridge into the thermos bucket, tied the bag tightly and said goodbye to everyone.
She walked in a hurry, not noticing that a few pieces of pumpkins that had been steamed for so long that they had turned into mud and were completely unusable were thrown in the trash can not far from her feet.
Sang Yu rushed to the downstairs of the Linjiang high-rise and almost didn't recognize his little sheep.
There is a rain cover on the outside Sang Yu looked at it while pressing the button of the video intercom, and waited for two or three minutes before anyone answered.
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She naturally asked, "Uncle Chen, did you help put on the cover of the electric car, thank you, I'll take it upstairs for you." ” There was no answer, but the door of the unit opened, and before the intercom automatically hung up, she clearly heard the sound of crackling and panicked footsteps coming from inside.
It's definitely not Uncle Chen.
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