Not to mention now, even the Jian family in the past could not afford the sky-high cost of cancer surgery. Yang Yahui thought that if there was improvement, there would be no need to go back for follow-up consultation.
But if things get worse...
She simply couldn't afford the surgery, so she might as well live out the rest of her life without any burden. But every time she thought about this, she couldn't help but worry. Jian Anran had been independent since she was a child, and now that she was an adult, their family didn't have any connections to help.
She paved the way, and the rest is up to her to struggle on her own.
But Jian Anjie had just entered junior high school. He was born when the family's economy began to improve. He had been pampered by his family since he was a child, and his ability to take care of himself could be said to be 0.
Yang Yahui had always known that Jian Shaobo was unreliable. Thinking of her son and daughter being entrusted to him if her end was approaching, she didn't know how she would be able to survive in the future.
The more she thought about it, the more Yang Yahui couldn't sleep at night. The more she couldn't sleep, her chest started to feel a dull pain. She didn't know if it was her imagination or if her chest really hurt.
…
Jian Anran's voice seemed to come from the horizon: "Mom..."
"mom……"
"Mom!" Jian Anran's urgent voice came from the receiver, "Are you listening? I'd better go to your place tonight."
Yang Yahui smiled bitterly, "What are you doing here? It's quite far here. You have to go to class tomorrow morning. It's not convenient to go back to school. You can come over anytime when the weekend comes and mom will cook you something delicious."
"Mom..." Before Jian Anran could try to speak again, Yang Yahui hurriedly interrupted.
"Okay! It's getting late. You should go back to the dormitory to wash up and go to bed. Mom is on the way now. You can call me anytime you are free." Before Jian Anran could speak, Yang Yahui hurriedly hung up the phone.
Already.
She wiped the coldness from the corners of her eyes, and when she came to her senses, her face was already full of tears.
The second half of Yang Yahui's life was really miserable. I wonder if it was because she had no troubles in her childhood. When she first met Jian Shaobo, she thought that all marriages in the world could be like her parents', and lead a happy life.
Originally, she was a little dissatisfied with her parents' marriage. After all, they were introduced by relatives. They had no relationship foundation and had always treated each other as if they were guests.
After meeting Jian Shaobo by chance, he immediately began to pursue her. He brought her flowers every day and took her on a bicycle through the streets of Luojiang. Yang Yahui originally thought that her marriage would be different.
The daily necessities after marriage soon drowned out the passion before marriage, and Jian Shaobo gradually revealed his true appearance.
Only then did Yang Yahui realize: It turns out that nothing happened is the best thing. It turns out that a smooth marriage like that of her parents is a truly happy marriage.
…
"safely!"
Jian Anran was running to the tea room with a water cup when she was suddenly stopped by a colleague. When she looked up, she found that several more colleagues were gathered together. She didn't know what they were looking at.
One of them waved her over, "Have you read Mrs. Li's 'Little Golden Book'?"
Jian Anran was puzzled: "Little Golden Book?"
The colleague smiled and began to explain: "We ordinary people read the Little Red Book, but the content shared by a wealthy lady like her must be called the 'Little Golden Book'. Look!"
The colleague raised the phone in front of Jian Anran. She took a closer look and saw the update that Mrs. Li posted just an hour ago:
[Positive beauty Li: Today I came to Bvlgari with my girls. I really like the new purse this season. The textuer is very good. I will ask my salesperson to wrap it for me right away]
The accompanying picture shows her holding champagne in the VIP room of a luxury store with several unknown wealthy ladies.
"How's it going? My girls? Isn't your information search ability good?" The colleague holding up the mobile phone said proudly.