Chen Jian was sent to the ward, and Yan Yuan followed Li Xiang's idea and took good care of him at the bedside.
Yan Yuan is usually very carefree, but now she has to take care of a patient. Although it seems a little bumpy, as long as she puts her mind to it, she can do quite well.
You must know that whenever someone makes an excuse to say that he can't do something well, in many cases it's not that he really doesn't have the ability to do it well. In fact, the fundamental reason is that he just doesn't want to do it well.
Zhang Ling wanted to help but was flatly rejected by Yan Yuan.
As a result, Zhang Ling felt that it was unnecessary for her to stand aside and watch.
The last rays of the setting sun fell on her body, making her look even more desolate and lonely.
The hospital procedures have been completed by Li Xiang.
At this moment, he quietly came to Zhang Ling and whispered softly: "Ling'er, let's go."
Zhang Ling's mind once again recalled scenes similar to her first love.
One afternoon many years ago, she was wrongly accused by her teacher of plagiarizing someone else's test paper. She was in a bad mood and stood on the rooftop watching the sunset in the distance.
At this time, the first love came quietly behind her like Li Xiang and whispered: "Ling'er, it's getting late, I'd better take you home."
It's like the voice of first love has super healing power.
A simple sentence made her mood instantly improve.
At this moment, Yan Yuan didn't know whether it was because of his good ears or whether he just guessed their intentions. He turned around and looked at Zhang Ling and said:
"Zhang Ling, you should go home first. I will take care of Chen Jian here. However, there is still a box of snail noodles at your house that has not been moved. Don't worry, I will move it when I am free tomorrow."
Zhang Ling glanced at Li Xiang before saying, "Oh, it's okay! You don't need to move the remaining box of snail noodles. Before, on the way here with Li Xiang, my dad called and said that the children of Uncle Wang's family upstairs in our house like to eat it. My dad makes the decision.
Gave it away."
If Zhang Ling hadn't given Li Xiang a wink in advance, I'm afraid he would have wondered when her uncle called her?
But now he can only agree: "Yes, that's the case."
After saying goodbye, Zhang Ling and the two walked out of the ward.
After he was some distance away, he couldn't wait to ask: "No, Zhang Ling, when did uncle call and say those things about Uncle Wang's children? I thought about it and I really didn't hear it!"
"Oh!" Zhang Ling said calmly with no expression on her face.
Li Xiang felt unwilling and continued to ask: "Since there is no such thing, what should I do with the remaining box of snail noodles?"
Zhang Ling turned to look at him and said, "It's not because I still have you."
"Ah? I am the child of Uncle Wang's family upstairs in your house!" Li Xiang had an epiphany.
Zhang Ling then put on a smile and said: "Yes!"
"Why me?" Li Xiang asked doubtfully.
Zhang Ling suddenly stopped and said with a serious look on her face: "You sent me all the things. Are you still unwilling to contribute even if you try hard?..."
Li Xiang clearly saw that Zhang Ling opened and closed her lips when she said this. It was obvious that she still wanted to say something, but she didn't know why she didn't say it.
Li Xiang felt that Zhang Ling had figured out whose masterpiece the snail noodles were. She just didn't want to point it out in front of him.
"You're right! Okay, I just want to be the child of the Wang family upstairs in your house for once! I will." There was a sense of resentment in his words.
After saying that, he looked at Zhang Ling beside him and cursed:
"Is it easy for me? In order to pursue you, I have played all kinds of roles. If the next Oscar for Best Actor is not given to me, I will definitely fight with him."
"This sounds like words." Zhang Ling smiled at this moment, "Then reward..."
"Okay, okay, there's a reward! What is it?"
When Li Xiang heard the word "reward", he was excited thinking that Zhang Ling would act like one in the movie and TV series, and he expected her to give him a passionate kiss in public.
Zhang Ling saw that Li Xiang was a little fanciful, and said with a bit of a smile: "The reward will not count for your behavior in scheming against my bestie in the ward."
"Ah, that's it?" After hearing the next words, his hot heart instantly cooled down.
"Yes! Could it be that..." Zhang Ling looked at Li Xiang with an inquiring look, stretched out two fingers and flicked his forehead and asked, "Could it be that you are thinking of something weird in your head?"
How could he dare to tell his true thoughts to his face? He quickly waved his hand and denied it.
However, in Li Xiang's view, Zhang Ling's move of flicking his forehead with two fingers was far more seductive than a passionate kiss in front of everyone.
The reason is just like when people are faced with delicious food, everyone thinks that they can eat it in their mouth immediately, but first through visual, olfactory and other sensory stimulation, imagining the feeling of eating it in the mouth can increase the desire to eat.
The excuse was to play the role of "Uncle Wang's kid upstairs", which gave Li Xiang a perfect reason to send Zhang Ling home.
The father at home could not stand the smell of snail noodles and was used to waiting for his daughter to come home.
So I sat and drank beer in front of a supermarket that Zhang Ling had to pass on her way home.
The supermarket owner habitually asked: "Lao Zhang, are you waiting for your daughter to come home again?"
"Ah, haha." The father glanced at the boss and took another sip of beer.
"Why do you think you are doing this? Technology is so advanced now. You can just make a phone call or make a video call to ask. There is no need to wait like this every day."
The father picked up the beer bottle in his hand and said, "Drink, I'll drink."
The supermarket owner looked at his father and smiled helplessly, shaking his head and saying nothing.
Because he knew that no matter how much he said, his father would never admit that he was waiting for his daughter.
"Boss, do you have XX soy sauce here?" Aunt Li came to the supermarket door at this time carrying an unopened bottle of soy sauce.
"Of course. It's just that XX soy sauce is a little more expensive." The supermarket owner came over and pointed at the soy sauce in Aunt Li's hand and said, "Don't you often buy HH soy sauce? Today you suddenly want to change the taste."
Aunt Li sighed and said, "My eldest grandson is here."
"That's a good thing! Aren't you and your wife always looking forward to your eldest grandson coming to stay with you? It doesn't sound like you are very happy when you speak!" the boss said a little doubtfully.
Aunt Li picked up the soy sauce in her hand and gestured, "This kid insists that the soy sauce we have been eating for more than ten years is some kind of high-tech soy sauce. He is determined not to eat food made with high-tech soy sauce. Oh, I am so worried."
"Oh, that's it!" The boss suddenly understood and continued, "Haha, I understand. Nowadays, young people are beginning to pay attention to health. They don't like to eat foods high in food additives. This is normal!"
"I don't understand what food additives are. Our generation has been diligent and frugal all our lives, and we only recognize things that are economical and economical." Aunt Li said, and suddenly became interested and asked, "Boss, tell me, XX soy sauce is really good
So good?"
The boss smiled and said: "XX soy sauce! It is said that it is brewed using traditional techniques and promises not to use any food additives in the process. It is naturally better than the bottle of soy sauce in your hand."
Of course, the boss will never say that the price of XX soy sauce is high, and the profits he earns are also high.
The father at the door suddenly laughed. Aunt Li saw her father pick up the bottle and take a sip of wine.
"Hey, Lingling's father, I remember that your daughter doesn't let you drink. Why are you drinking here again?" Aunt Li looked at the supermarket owner again and said, "I told you, boss, don't worry about angering Zhang Ling."
, that girl really led someone to demolish your store?"
Aunt Li's words instantly made the two of them unhappy.
Father was too lazy to argue with Aunt Li, so he still picked up the bottle and continued to blow.
The boss silently turned around and walked to the soy sauce shelf, took the soy sauce that Aunt Li asked for and said: "This is the XX soy sauce you want. If you want it, you need to pay the price difference of 5.6 yuan."
"Yes, yes, my eldest grandson hasn't eaten yet."
Aunt Li said she wanted it, but still hesitated when she paid. In the end, the boss helped her make the decision.
"Here, I'll give you 4.4 yuan." The boss said, putting the change into Aunt Li's hand, and hurriedly left with the exchanged soy sauce.
Aunt Li looked at the soy sauce she bought at a high price in her hand, looking painfully as if the boss had given her less money.
My father raised his eyes and saw it. He was about to say something funny when Aunt Li suddenly looked at him and said:
"Lingling's father, your daughter has good taste. I finally met her boyfriend today. Well, not only does he look good, but he is also very knowledgeable and sensible. I really like it. I wonder when you will decide to hold a banquet for the children."
ah?"
"What! That kid Zhang Ling found a nice boyfriend. Old Zhang, is this true?" The sharp-eared supermarket owner suddenly came over excitedly.
The father stared at Aunt Li with wide eyes. Didn't he agree not to publicize his daughter's finding a boyfriend?
This old woman is so courageous!
Dare to mention this matter to outsiders directly in front of him.
The father suppressed his anger and said in a gloomy voice: "Aunt Li, have you forgotten something?"
"What did you forget?" Aunt Li really thought about it for a while, "Oh, you mean you want me to keep Lingling's finding a boyfriend a secret for you?"
"You still know!" My father was obviously gritting his teeth when he said these words.
Aunt Li said: "But when I saw Lingling and her boyfriend appearing downstairs today, I thought you were ready to disclose the relationship between the children. Am I wrong?"
At this time, the boss came over and patted his father on the shoulder and said: "What kind of wealthy son-in-law? He has to hide it from us neighbors. Lao Zhang, what you did is a bit too unkind!"
The father tried his best to explain: "This is really not what you think. They just..."
Before my father finished speaking, Aunt Li looked at the door and said excitedly:
"Lingling's father, come quickly. Come and see if it's your daughter and son-in-law across the road?"
Before his father arrived, the boss came to Aunt Li first and looked at her. His excited look was very similar to the feeling of people looking at Western paintings on the street for the first time in the late Qing Dynasty.
Opposite of the road.
A strong evening breeze blew by, and Zhang Ling, who was walking slightly ahead, had her long unfettered hair blown up by the wind, which happened to pass over Li Xiang's eyes.
The sudden discomfort in his eyes made Li Xiang cry out.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Ling looked back at Li Xiang and said worriedly, rubbing her eyes.
Li Xiang endured the pain and said: "Your long hair was blown by the wind just now, and it happened to hit my eyes. It's okay, my eyes are just a little sore."
"What? Quick, let me see if it's serious?"
Zhang Ling hurriedly stepped forward, forced Li Xiang's hand away, held his cheeks with both hands, and carefully examined his eyes through the surrounding lights.
Li Xiang enjoyed the feeling of being held in someone's hand.
The body temperature radiated from Zhang Ling's soft palms warmed his originally cold cheeks. This warmth rushed into his brain instantly, as if time around him had stopped and he didn't want to think too much.
But when she came closer and took a closer look at his eyes, her unique body odor hit his nasal cavity, causing waves of numbness in his body like a natural anesthetic.
Especially when he saw her red lips moving at such a close distance, his restless heart was obviously almost uncontrollable, and he was eager to go over and directly occupy her lips.
No, can't!
It's not the right time, place, or timing.
Fortunately, his rationality prevented this dangerous idea in time.
Zhang Ling's behavior of helping Li Xiang check his eyes is absolutely normal.
Because of factors such as the location, distance, and angle of the supermarket, the three of them guessed that Li Xiangding had seen something he shouldn't have seen, so they raised their hands to cover their eyes in desperation, and reminded Zhang Ling to pay attention to her appearance.
It seemed that Zhang Ling was deliberately trying to lure Li Xiang into making a mistake. She stepped forward and forcibly pulled Li Xiang's hand away to let him continue to watch the scene he shouldn't have seen.
Maybe Zhang Ling felt that such seductive behavior was not enough, so she took the initiative to kiss Li Xiang in the street...
Seeing this, my father felt a little ashamed and immediately raised his hand to block Aunt Li and the boss.
The supermarket owner pulled away his hand, shook his head in surprise and said to his father: "Old Zhang, I always thought you had a good tutor! Now it seems I was wrong."
Aunt Li also pulled away her hand, smashed her mouth and said to the boss: "Boss, it's in vain that you are still an educated person. You are not as old-fashioned as me, who is open-minded and open-minded. This is normal among young people."
It’s all because of true love!”
…
Even though my father saw this, he kept convincing himself that what he saw with his eyes was not true.
Perhaps because of what the boss and Aunt Li said, a burst of fire suddenly shot out of the young man's chest, causing his father to lose his mind instantly and rush out of the supermarket door.
"Lingling's father, please speak properly in the past and don't be impulsive!" Aunt Li shouted with a bit of worry.
If not for another customer entering the supermarket, the boss would have really wanted to continue standing at the door and watching the show.
Zhang Ling's intuition informed her in advance that something bad was about to happen.
Li Xiang noticed Zhang Ling's strange expression and asked, "My eyes are seriously injured?"
Just as Zhang Ling was about to pull her hand away, her father ran over at this moment, pulled Zhang Ling behind her, then raised her foot and said, "Li Xiang, I guess I misjudged you."
Li Xiang was stunned and fell to the ground when his father kicked him in the stomach.
Zhang Ling grabbed her father's arm anxiously, stopped her father's second kick and said, "Dad, what are you doing?"
The father angrily turned around and pointed at Zhang Ling's nose and shouted: "Zhang Ling, Zhang Ling, it was in vain that my father worked so hard to teach you to grow up so big. How could you do such a shameless thing in the street?"
"Dad, what have I done? I let you say that to me. I am your daughter!" Zhang Ling said aggrievedly.
"I just saw it over there." The father pointed in the direction of the supermarket, and then held Zhang Ling's cheek with his distressed hands and demonstrated, "What on earth are you doing..."
There were some words that my father was too embarrassed to say in the end, so he could only let go of his hand.
Zhang Ling smiled bitterly and said: "Is that so? Li Xiang's eye was injured by my hair. I just helped him see if the injury was serious, that's all!"
