The matter of the child being taken away was like mist blown away by the wind, and was quickly forgotten by people. When the woman tried to jump off the ship, some people nearby screamed, and when they saw the mustache in the woman's hands, he was in such a state of disarray.
Looking like this, someone else couldn't help but laugh out loud and joked loudly: "You are still not a man, yet you are being raped by a woman..."
When he told the doctor about this speculation, the doctor said he didn't understand, but was shocked and suggested that he go to the psychiatric department downstairs.
In short, the hospital could not find the cause. Later, his mother brought him special medicine from abroad, and the condition was under control. As long as he took medicine regularly, he would not have an attack.
"I must have not had a good rest last night. I was too tired. It's all Jiang Yubai's fault. He insisted on coming to my room to play games in the middle of the night..."
Although he said this, his heart felt heavy because Zhang Yuanqing knew that the effect of the medicine was beginning to weaken and his illness was getting worse.
"The dose of medicine will need to be increased in the future..." Zhang Yuanqing put on his cotton slippers, came to the window, and opened the curtain with a 'swipe'.
Sunlight rushes in, filling the room.
In April in Songhai City, the spring scenery is bright and the oncoming morning breeze is cool and comfortable.
"Boom!"
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and grandma shouted outside the door:
"Motoko, wake up."
"I can't afford it!" Zhang Yuanqing refused ruthlessly. He wanted to go back to sleep.
Spring is beautiful and it’s the weekend again. Wouldn’t it be a waste of life not to sleep in?
"Give you three minutes, if you don't get up I will wake you up."
Grandma is even more ruthless.
"I know, I know..." Zhang Yuanqing immediately surrendered.
He knew that his grumpy grandmother could really do this.
When Zhang Yuanqing was still in elementary school, his father died in a car accident. His strong-willed mother did not remarry, so she took her son back to Songhai to settle down, leaving him in the care of his grandparents.
She plunged into her career and became a strong woman praised by her relatives.
Later, her mother also bought a house, but Zhang Yuanqing didn't like the empty flat floor, so she still lived with her grandparents.
Anyway, my mother leaves early and comes back late every day. She goes on business trips every now and then. She focuses on her career. Even if she doesn’t work overtime on weekends, she always orders takeout when it’s time for dinner.
What he said most to his son was, "If you have enough money, you have to tell your mother if you don't have enough money." A strong woman mother who can satisfy you financially sounds very good. Download and read for free without ads.
But Zhang Yuanqing always smiled and said to his mother: The pocket money given by grandma and aunt is enough.
Well, there is also my aunt.
The woman who insisted on coming to his room to play games last night was his aunt.
Zhang Yuanqing yawned, turned on the bedroom door handle, and came to the living room.
The house in my grandmother's house has an area of 150 square meters including the shared area. When he sold his old house to buy this new house, Zhang Yuanqing remembered that it cost more than 40,000 yuan per square meter.
Six or seven years later, the house price in this community has now risen to 110,000 per square meter, nearly tripling.
Fortunately, my grandfather had the foresight to change it to the old house. Zhang Yuanqing could only sleep in the living room. After all, he had grown up and could no longer sleep with his aunt.
On the long dining table next to the living room, the person who caused his headache was sipping porridge with his pink slippers curled up on the bottom of the table.
Her facial features are exquisite and beautiful, her round oval face looks quite sweet, and she has a tear mole on the corner of her right eye.
Because she had just gotten up, her big fluffy and messy waves were spreading, making her a little more lazy and charming.
His aunt's name is Jiang Yuyi, and she is four years older than him.
Seeing Zhang Yuanqing coming out, my aunt took a lick
With the porridge on his lips, he said in surprise:
"Hey, it's not like you to get up so early."
"Your mother did a good job."
"Why are you swearing?"
"I'm just telling the truth."
Zhang Yuanqing looked at his aunt's pretty face, which was full of energy, bright and moving.
It is said that the night will not be kind to those who stay up late, it will give you dark circles, but this law does not seem to apply to the woman in front of me.
Grandma in the kitchen heard the noise and stuck her head out to take a look. After a while, she came out with a bowl of porridge.
Grandma has silver strands in her black hair and sharp eyes. She looks like an old lady with a bad temper.
Although her saggy skin and shallow wrinkles took away her elegance, she could still vaguely see that she had good looks when she was young.
Zhang Yuanqing took the porridge from his grandmother, took a sip and said:
"Where's grandpa?"
"I went for a walk." Grandma said.
My grandfather is a retired criminal policeman. Even though he is older, his life is still very regular. He must go to bed at ten o'clock every night and wake up at six o'clock in the morning.
The pretty aunt was drinking porridge and said with a smile:
"After breakfast, Auntie will take you to the mall to buy clothes."
Are you so kind? Just as Zhang Yuanqing was about to agree, the grandmother next to him gave him a murderous look:
"If you dare to go, break the dog's legs."
"Mom, why are you like this?" My aunt said with a bitch look on her face: "I just want to buy some spring clothes for Motoko.