Wen Ning's little face suddenly turned pale, she hurriedly took the phone from Wang Qing's hand, her hands trembled uncontrollably, and her voice trembled slightly: "Auntie?"
"Oh, you finally answered the phone. Look how noble you are, what kind of assistant did your aunt have to use to find you?" ? I knew it was a drag on us. When I was a child, I picked you up to provide you with food, clothing, and shelter. Now that I can make money when I grow up, I went a long way and left this mess to us."
To be honest, Wen Ning and her grandfather are not related by blood to this family. Except when her grandfather picked her up from the hospital and raised her until she was five years old, the rest depended on her to live on her own. It's a miracle.
Uncles and aunts are the legitimate descendants of grandpa, and they should take care of them.
However, Wen Ning is not an ungrateful child. Even if she is only raised until she is five years old, she will never forget her kindness to her grandfather.
At that time, her uncle and aunt passed her privately, and the 500,000 yuan that she was going to leave from Jiang Shu was the one she kept refraining from saying. All the subsequent medical expenses for grandfather were borne by her sporadic savings, whether it was a part-time job, handing out flyers and cleaning. , or later entered the showbiz to run the draft and publish the manuscript. As soon as she gets the money, she always repays part of the debt and sends part to her grandfather, leaving only food and clothing for herself.
Wen Ning clenched her palms tightly, her heart was beating fast, she didn't have time to think about the right or wrong of what she said with her aunt at the moment, she only remembered her sentence "Your grandfather is dying."
There was a lingering cry in the little girl's voice: "Auntie, what happened to Grandpa? Didn't you say you would like to take medicine last time?"
Auntie's tone has nothing to do with herself, and there is no panic at all: "What kind of medicine can you buy with your money? It's already broken, and if you don't have money, you still want to take medicine for treatment... Some people are white-eyed wolves, and they are raised from childhood to adulthood. I’m not familiar with it, I don’t know how to send it to my family when I’m rich, and I’m still learning how to find assistants in the city. I feel sorry for her grandfather lying alone on the bed, and I don’t think she will see the girl she brought up before she leaves.”
The aunt murmured, as if she was talking to the people around her: "I should have sent her away in the first place. I have eaten all of our meals in vain. Now that I have money, it is better. It is so difficult to answer a phone call..."
Wen Ning knew that this matter could not be explained clearly on the phone, she felt uneasy and wanted to return to her grandfather immediately.
The next filming was about to start. The assistant director came over to Wen Ning with a friendly attitude and asked Wen Ning to prepare for filming. The little girl was obviously at a loss. She was thinking about her grandfather at the moment, and she was in a bad state. .
In fact, after Jiang Shu came here in front of everyone in the crew, she walked sideways in the crew, and no one dared to object, but she never exercised any privileges based on Jiang Shu's identity. The attitude is also as humble and polite as always, obedient and easy to discipline. At this moment, he looks at the assistant director like a child who has done something wrong. After hesitating again and again, he still can't hold back his mouth: "Assistant director, I have an urgent matter and may need it. Can I ask you for a day off after leaving the crew for a few days, I-"
Wen Ning's tone and attitude frightened the assistant director enough, what a joke, this is Mr. Jiang's woman, just like Mr. Jiang's attitude towards her baby bump, can he not agree? Do you still want to hang out in the cold city in the future
The assistant director said, "Okay."
"You hurry up, don't delay the urgent matter, I will talk to the director on the crew's side, and let's put the later shooting plan on the premise first."
After Wen Ning said thank you gratefully, she hurried back to the small townhouse and changed her costume.
Wang Qing originally wanted to stay and see who the artist was mentioned. In case of causing trouble to others, she could also accompany Wen Ning.
Nacheng wanted the assistant director to call Yu Xiaoxiao's agent: "Let Yu Xiaoxiao come to the crew immediately."
"What's the rush to announce that we are recording a variety show? Are you announcing the artist or the actor? We wrote it in black and white when we signed the contract. The actors have to cooperate with all the plans of the crew and not delay the filming process. In the afternoon, you have to fly for me. When I came back, I was not allowed to appear in the crew... I had been accommodating a few times before, but I really thought that the crew was a vegetable market, so I just said I would leave? I didn't come in the afternoon, I think you should not continue to play this role, your acting skills are not enough. , who do you play with..."
Wang Qing, who could hear clearly on the side, said, "..." This double standard was played by the assistant director.
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Yuquan Village is still not well-developed now. The mountain road has eighteen bends. When Jiang Shu's car took Wen Ning to leave, it took more than four hours to get out. Now she takes the bus back by herself, stopping and stopping on the road, going around several times. When the village finally arrived at the entrance of the village, the sky was gradually darkening.
Wen Ning walked in a hurry. When she changed her costume, she took a set of new products of the season from the brand that Wang Qing had just arranged for her, and hurried to the station with her wallet key.
At the entrance of the village at this moment, the eyes of the people around her were not quite right.
Many neighbors who had watched her grow up whispered in a low voice, "Why did the girl from this city come to our small country?"
"Whose child?"
"I don't know, how can there be such a wealthy person in our village. I heard from my girl that clothes with this logo can't be bought in our small place. One piece costs tens of thousands, enough for our family to eat for several years. ."
"Look over there?"
"Let's go."
In the countryside, when there is no farm work to do at night, the rest is gossip. With such a good opportunity at this moment, no one will miss the opportunity to join in the fun.
Wen Ning was so anxious that she didn't care, and many people behind her followed her to the door of her grandfather's house.
Someone took a second glance and responded, "Oh, it's the Ningning picked up by the Wen family!"
"How did I go to the city and become so rich..."
Someone was sour: "Bow, I heard my brother who went to the city said that the people in the city are like this. Wen Jia Ningning is white and pure, so naturally many people like it."
"I heard that when she left, she was taken away by a luxury car. One car can buy several of our villages."
"Then the couple of Wen's family will suffer, how many beatings Ningning received when she was a child... Their daughter used to be better than Ningning in food and clothing, and Ningning has always picked up her leftovers since she was a child. Look at it now, I met her daughter at the village market the day before yesterday. The T-shirt she was wearing was the same as mine, and I bought it casually at a street stall. It cost about 20 yuan, which is not comparable to Ningning. "
"Alas, it's all life, who made her family look bad and have a bad temper..."
Wen Yushan was working in a textile factory at the end of the village. She just happened to finish work and go home. She saw a lot of people in front of the house and heard them arranging herself like this. He put his hips on his back and said, "Bah, there's so much money! Can money make my grandfather so sick that he can't even take medicine? Don't you know that she has no place in the city, and her husband doesn't even give any pocket money. , my mother called several times and asked her to find some medical expenses for her grandpa, but what happened?! My grandfather is dying of illness! Besides, don't you know that the man Wen Ning married was ugly, you oily head Bald and big belly, it's me, I can't stand such disgust!"
Wen Yushan said with all her might that she was two years older than Wen Ning, but people kept comparing the two secretly since she was a child. Piansheng, the dead girl, became more and more prominent. She heard her friend secretly say more than once: "Wen Ning is much prettier than her sister. The two of them are not born by the same mother, they are still beautiful..."
This matter was a thorn in her heart, so in the past so many years, she had no good attitude towards Wen Ning.
When Wen Yushan rushed home with anger, Wen Ning was already at her grandfather's bedside.
The old man was dying, the bedding was outdated, the room was gloomy and dark, and he was not well cared for. Seeing her, he was rarely excited.
"Ning, Ningning... child, are you back?"
With tears in her eyes, Wen Ning firmly grabbed Grandpa's hand: "Grandpa, will Ningning take you to Hancheng to see a doctor? We're not here anymore."
The old man had never been out of his hometown in his life, and shook his head lightly: "Grandpa looks at Ningning, it's much better..."
Wen Ning's tears fell, she never thought it would be so serious, she obviously sent the money home on time, she asked the doctor, the money was enough to buy medicine, but how could it be like this …
The old man tried his best to pull out his last smile, took out a tape from somewhere, and put it into Wen Ning's hand with difficulty: "Ning Ning, take it, you see—"
At the end, he could no longer make a sound. Wen Ning held the tape and didn't know what Grandpa meant. He only looked in the direction of his thin fingers. On the tape was a poster of an early star, almost outdated. Can't see who it is.
"Grandpa, we won't talk for now, you can rest for a while." Wen Ning didn't care about the tape at the moment, and her voice trembled when she cried.
However, before she could put her grandfather's hand back on the quilt, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes.
When Wen Yushan arrived in the house, the hysterical cry of Wen Ning was in her ears. She probably knew that her grandfather was gone, but after so many years of her illness, she had no feelings for her. At this moment, she didn't feel sad at all, but still felt that Wen Ning was gone. The cry was a little noisy.
She entered the house at once, dragged Wen Ning's hand out of the house, saw a bunch of neighbors outside, and said in her voice: "Broom Star! My grandfather has always been fine, why did you die as soon as you came back! Grandpa shouldn't have brought your scourge home in the first place! You accompany my grandpa!"
Wen Ning's eyes were so red that she couldn't believe her grandfather had left. The little girl bit her lip and tried her best to calm down.
Suddenly there was a huge spiral sound in the sky, and many people looked up and looked up: "It looks like a helicopter? God, this is the first time in my life that I have seen a helicopter with my own eyes!"
Wen Ning clenched her palms and raised her head abruptly to look at her: "Why? I send money to my house every month, why did my grandpa take so long to stop taking medicine?!"
Wen Yushan remembered this, but she didn't feel guilty at all: "My father has to pay off a lot of debts by gambling, and my mother and I also have to buy clothes for the home. With the money you send back, what medicine is enough to buy?"
"That's the life-saving money for grandpa! What about the surgery? You asked Jiang Shu for 500,000 yuan before, and you gambled it?" Wen Ning's eyes widened, she couldn't believe it, "That's your grandfather! murderer!"
Wen Ning used all her strength to roar for the first time.
A bunch of people were watching outside, and Wen Yushan was yelled at by her. She subconsciously picked up an arm-thick wooden stick beside her, and saw that the stick was about to hit Wen Ning.
There was a sudden commotion outside the door, Jiang Shu landed from the sky from the helicopter, and walked into the Wen's small courtyard with his back molars cold.
The moment the stick fell, he suddenly took Wen Ning into his arms, turned his back, and heard the man groan, and the stick fell firmly on his back.
However, as if he didn't have the slightest sense, he wrapped Wen Ning with both hands, and held the little guy tightly in his arms: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Wen Ning's tears that she managed to stop came out of her eyes again for a split second.
Jiang Shu put his big hand on the back of her head and caressed her, lowered his head slightly and leaned down, his face pressed against Wen Ning's white and tender neck, and hugged him tightly.
After a long while, he slowly released the person, his big hand gently wiped the tears from her face, and then turned around, his eyes sank, not like the tenderness just now, replaced by furious red.
The blue veins on the man's forearm bulged, the tip of his tongue pressed his upper jaw stubbornly, and he clenched his fist suddenly, causing Wen Yushan, who was stunned, to back up several steps in fright.
The next second, the little girl behind him suddenly grabbed his arm, and the milky voice was still a little crying, sounding inexplicably cute: "Jiang Shu..."
"She swings the stick at you."
Wen Ning nodded: "I know." She was used to it since childhood.
But today, grandpa left and was indirectly killed by the family's own flesh and blood. Wen Ning blinked slightly, and tears fell uncontrollably from the corner of her eyes: "I'm coming."
She walked gently in front of Wen Yushan, raised her eyes to meet her face, raised her arms and slapped Wen Yushan fiercely in the face.
Today, she happened to be wearing a heartbeat ring sent by the brand she had loved all her life. When she slapped Wen Yushan's face, the tip was drawn from the corner of her eye to her jawline, creating a bloodstain.
Wen Yushan had bullied her since she was a child, and she had never seen her fight back.
Jiang Shu followed with an uneasy look, took the little girl back into his arms, pulled her slapped hand with a big hand, and rubbed it as if no one else was there: "Whether the hand hurts, it's all red. Now, how nice of me to come, eh?"
The author has something to say: President Jiang: Finally got my baby! When my baby grows up, he can beat people, so good.
Ningning: Wait a minute, I'll hit you after I've beaten them!
President Jiang: OK, OK, where do you want to fight, where do you want to fight? Bed or sofa