After two days of hospitalization, Jiang Ziquan felt that she had lived a very happy life. In fact, with her physique, she should have been discharged in one day, but Lin Cuo deliberately let Jiang Ziquan live for one more day in order to create a chance for the two of them. Jiang Ziquan learned that , I feel more and more that my best friend is boring.
Shen Yumo helped with the discharge procedures and went back to class. Jiang Ziquan had no choice but to drive home by himself. As soon as he opened the door, he saw his mother-in-law busy in her kitchen.
"Mom, why are you here?" Jiang Ziquan deliberately hid the magazine behind his back. These were the sequelae left over from high school, and his body couldn't help but get nervous.
Mrs. Jiang's subordinates kept moving. She didn't notice anything unusual about her. She said worriedly, "Is your health better? Mom made chicken soup for you, and I promise to take care of you well."
Mrs. Jiang and Mr. Jiang knew that Jiang Ziquan had fainted, and they were almost scared into the hospital. Fortunately, when the two found out, Jiang Ziquan was no longer in serious trouble. In addition, Lin Cuo insisted on stopping them and said that Shen Yumo was taking care of Jiang Ziquan. , Only then did I calm down a little, and tried my best to hold back the thought of looking at her.
I don't know that as soon as Jiang Ziquan was discharged from the hospital, Mrs. Jiang rushed here.
"Mom, you've worked hard." Jiang Ziquan expressed his attitude, threw the magazine on the sofa, took a few steps vigorously, and sat neatly on the bar, dangling his two slender and long legs, comforting: " Don't worry, I'm fine."
Mrs. Jiang approached and looked at it carefully, and sighed: "It's skinny again, it's not beautiful at all, and it's much darker."
Jiang Ziquan pouted, although she had lost a lot of weight, the hemp pole was not enough, and it was even more impossible to be black. She didn't go out in the north neighbor, so she should be more white.
"I just tidy up the room for you again. You are doing it. Yumo will move in tomorrow. Don't let people think you are sloppy." Mrs. Jiang said calmly.
"What?" Jiang Ziquan stood up from the chair in fright, speaking in a loud voice, wondering, "How could Yu Mo live here?"
"That's your daughter-in-law, she doesn't live here, where do you want her to live?" Madam Jiang said as she should, looking straight into Jiang Ziquan's eyes, and said angrily, "You just stare at your mother like that?"
"I, that's not what I meant, Mom, make it clearer." Jiang Ziquan also felt that his attitude was not good, he touched his trousers and hurriedly apologized, but he was still in a hurry, and whispered: "You won't Are you going to find Yumo?"
"Yes, I'm going to Shen's house. You don't think that Yumo's house is so far away from the school. You have the heart to let her run back and forth every day. She's going around the hospital again these days. She must be exhausted."
Jiang Ziquan touched his head, her long hair was messed up by her rubbing, and he said in confusion, "Ah? Doesn't she live on campus?"
Mrs. Jiang originally wanted to knock her on the head, but then she thought that she was recovering from a serious illness. She couldn't bear it, so she rubbed her hands. "It seems that the school is doing something, but I can't live in the school anyway. I think it should be you. On a business trip for half a month, Yu Mo didn't come to tell you."
"Then I went to Shen's house to mention it. Yu Mo felt that it was too much trouble for us, so he didn't agree. No, I'll go to Shen's house to discuss your illness. The main thing is to ask Yu Mo to take good care of you. People probably saw you as pitiful, so they agreed."
Jiang Ziquan was still shocked. Is this about to start living together? If Shen Yumo really agreed willingly, she wouldn't care that Mrs. Jiang described her as someone who couldn't take care of herself.
"Okay, go and clean up the house again, I guess Yumo won't be in the same room with you." Madam Jiang's tone was a little contemptuous, and she added: "You better slow down and pay attention to your body. "
Jiang Ziquan held the magazine in a dizzy way, and walked back to her bedroom unsteadily. When she was on a business trip, she asked the waiter in the store to help her with simple cleaning. Just now, my mother cleaned it again. The house is still quite clean.
She was a little nervous, took out her cigarette, sat on her big soft bed, took a deep breath, and the shock in her heart was calmed down a lot.
Jiang Ziquan looked at the furnishings of her house, but there was actually nothing to tidy up. Although she was not very reliable, her bedroom was still neat and tidy, except for some posters.
I didn't bring Shen Yumo here last time, mainly because she drew a sketch for Shen Yumo, and she was embarrassed to take it out to see the unfinished drawing. Even now, she hasn't drawn it well. First, there is no time, and second I always felt that Shen Yumo's temperament couldn't be drawn out. The painting was still on the easel, covered with a layer of black cloth.
Jiang Ziquan drank the chicken soup stewed by the mother-in-law. It was not greasy as expected, but drank two small bowls. Mrs. Jiang saw that she was in a good mood, so she did not force her to continue drinking and let her go.
"Yu Mo seems to be a good housekeeper. If you hand over all the money to her in the future, she should not starve to death. You don't have to run so far to make money and break your body."
"Also, your father has money, no matter how poor you are. It will not be a problem to support you for the rest of your life. Don't let us worry about you, and live with Yumo. I bought you rice, vinegar, soy sauce and other things, you kitchen. Originally it was cleaner than your face." Mrs. Jiang explained bit by bit, for fear that her daughter would be hungry and thin again, that girl Shen Yumo seemed to be sensible and could cook, but she was extremely satisfied. of.
Jiang Ziquan drank the chicken soup without saying a word. She knew that her mother loved her dearly, but after all, she was going to run for the third time. Naturally, she didn't want to ask her parents for money. She could make money herself. This illness was completely an accident. , the body can be raised soon. The most important thing is that the money she earns is fun to spend, and she doesn't think Shen Yumo will like moths.
"I see, Mom."
After getting a reply, Mrs. Jiang stopped her mouth and relaxed a little.
After sending his mother off, Jiang Ziquan walked to the school. It was still early, and Shen Yumo had not finished class.
Jiang Ziquan just walked around aimlessly, but the uncle of the guard didn't look at her with a defensive face last time, maybe this time she changed back to long black hair and wrapped herself tightly, looking like For the sake of reliability.
She didn't care, and smiled at him in a good mood.
Jiang Ziquan was bored with waiting, and it was snowing again, so he stretched out his hand to pick up a few snowflakes, which were cold and cold, and couldn't help but smile.
"Miss Jiang"
A shout pulled Jiang Ziquan back from his contemplation. He looked up and saw that it was Xu Yao, frowning, and the joy just now diminished a bit. She didn't have a good impression of this person.
"Miss Jiang, are you waiting for Teacher Shen?" Xu Yao saw Jiang Ziquan near the school for the first time, and guessed that the two might have quarreled, secretly delighted, and trotted over.
"Who are you?" Jiang Ziquan felt uncomfortable when he saw his face. He had to pretend he didn't know him, let alone talk to her.
"I'm Xu Yao, Mr. Shen's colleague. We met at Christmas." Xu Yao scratched his head, feeling that every time he saw Jiang Ziquan, he would be half-hearted.
Jiang Ziquan pretended to suddenly realize: "Oh, it turns out to be my wife's colleague, thanks for taking care of him."
She bit the word "wife" hard and clearly.
Xu Yao didn't care, he still looked honest and looked at his watch, "Mr. Shen should be out in half an hour. Do you have anything important to ask her? I can help tell."
Jiang Ziquan immediately guessed the little Jiujiu in his heart, and she must have taken this opportunity to talk to Shen Yumo, so she would not hand over his wife, and said melancholy: "It's nothing, I just came back from a business trip recently and miss my wife very much, but you also Knowing that Yumo is a good teacher, she won't ask for leave for me, so I can only wait here."
Xu Yao was shown a little bit of red on his fair face, so he had to cough a few times in embarrassment. Jiang Ziquan was naturally telling him that she had a good relationship with Shen Yumo, and reluctantly said "two It's a good feeling."
Jiang Ziquan raised his eyebrows, his goal was achieved, he smiled awkwardly, "That's natural."
Xu Yao felt a chill, made a random excuse and left.
Jiang Ziquan looked at Xu Yao who was angry and walked away, and felt a lot more at ease. If he wanted to covet her wife, he had to see if he had the ability.
After waiting for a while, Shen Yumo came out. Seeing Jiang Ziquan coming here, he could make a guess.
"Have you eaten yet?" Shen Yumo was a little worried about Jiang Ziquan's body. It was snowing again in winter, and she had just returned from the hospital, and her face had not returned to the rosy she used to be.
"No." Jiang Ziquan was coaxed into a sweet heart by her caring tone, smiled and shook his head, stared at Shen Yumo, and handed over another flavor of milk tea he just bought.
Shen Yumo glanced at him, did not pick it up, and gently brushed the snowflakes off Jiang Ziquan's clothes, perhaps because he was accustomed to Jiang Ziquan's lunatic look, he propped up his umbrella and said, "When it's snowing, don't bring an umbrella. come over."
Jiang Ziquan skillfully took it and handed over the milk tea. She was a little taller than Shen Yumo: "I don't think it's necessary to take an umbrella on such a short road."
Shen Yumo glanced at her sideways, did not speak, and still felt warm in her hands. The last milk tea was delivered half a month ago, but it seemed to be a long time ago. In the past half month, Jiang Ziquan had not been shaking in front of her eyes, which made her feel a trance.
The two walked silently in the snow for a while.
"Mr. Shen, did you really agree to live at my house?" Jiang Ziquan asked cautiously, "If you don't like it, you don't have to take my mother's words seriously."
"What?"
Shen Yumo tilted her neck and asked suspiciously.
Jiang Ziquan was a little embarrassed. Her mother-in-law could have any good things to say, and said coquettishly, "It means that I am a life idiot or something."
After speaking, Jiang Ziquan felt a little ashamed, and blushed as if shy, he didn't dare to look at Shen Yumo, and his pale eyes looked around.
"Ha ha."
Shen Yumo smiled lightly, like a budding ice lotus on a snowy mountain.
Every time Jiang Ziquan saw Shen Yumo's gentle smile like this, he felt that he had bumped into a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world. Her delicate pink lips moved slightly, which could easily make her heart beat faster.
Even if she was scolded by her mother for three or four days, she felt it was worth it.
"You really don't know how to take care of yourself." Shen Yumo was afraid of Jiang Ziquan's anger, so she restrained her smile and said, "Auntie is right, taking care of your wife is also a wife's responsibility."
Jiang Ziquan looked at Shen Yumo's serious expression, and couldn't say anything to defend. In fact, she didn't really want to defend herself. Yumo lived with her. It was something that made me happy when I thought about it. 's nod.
"Thank you then."
After the two discussed it, Jiang Ziquan drove to the house and drove Shen Yumo home directly. By the way, he could bring back some small items. After a few more trips tomorrow, it should be almost the same.
Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen first cared about Jiang Ziquan's body, and when they saw that there was no serious problem, they relieved their hearts and instructed: "You have to pay attention to your body in the future, money is something outside your body."
Jiang Ziquan stroked his hair, he obviously regarded money as dung, and he didn't take work seriously. This time, he finally wanted to make more money, but he was directly hospitalized. He felt a little embarrassed and said, "Mom, I know. Yes, don't worry."
Mrs. Shen smiled and nodded.
After dinner, Jiang Ziquan started to help Shen Yumo pack her things. She moved her home in a hurry last time. Before she even had time to sort out some boxes, Jiang Ziquan just picked them up and threw them into her car.
After a few trips, Jiang Ziquan was tired and sweating on his head.
"Don't take it when you're tired." Shen Yumo brought her a cup of hot water. "Pay attention to your body."
Jiang Ziquan nodded, took the glass and took a sip, wiped his sweat again, and felt a little ashamed. Shen Yumo did almost the same as her, but she still looked relaxed.
Jiang Ziquan thought for a while and attributed this to his illness, but he had not recovered his strength yet, so naturally he did not have as much energy as Shen Yumo.
Jiang Shizhong was a little older, but after all, he was a man, and his strength was much stronger than those of the little girls who had never worked hard. After a few trips, he didn't even breathe.
He also came over to care about Jiang Ziquan's physical condition.
Jiang Ziquan was even more embarrassed. She didn't do much work, and she was considered overworked, so she could only say, "It's fine, it'll be fine in a few days."
When it was almost time to pack up, Jiang Ziquan took a look at the weather outside. It was snowing and the wind was whirring.
"Ziquan, why don't you stay tonight, the snow outside is a lot heavier, and the temperature is low at night, so that you won't catch a cold again." Mrs. Shen approached Jiang Ziquan to persuade.
Hearing this, Jiang Ziquan subconsciously glanced at Shen Yumo. She had no expression on her face, so Jiang Ziquan had to pat her head: "Mom, I also need to tidy up a little bit at home, so I will trouble you."
Mrs. Shen looked at Jiang Ziquan, then at Shen Yumo, and sighed: "Okay, then you have to be careful when driving."
"Don't worry." Jiang Ziquan winked charmingly, stood up and said, "Then I'll leave."
"Um."
After saying goodbye to the Shen couple, Shen Yumo went out to see her off. This house was almost picked by Jiang Ziquan. The floor was very low. She walked directly to the stairs.
"There is an elevator here." When Shen Yumo came out, she saw her contemplative look, so she didn't speak, thinking that she was out of her mind and whispered.
"Ah? Well, walk with me for a while." Jiang Ziquan was stunned. When she came up, she followed Shen Yumo closely and naturally took the elevator up. After a while, she was fascinated and went to the stairs. It happened that she didn't like to take the elevator either.
Shen Yumo looked at her suspiciously, only to see her looking at herself with a smile, and she could only say "Okay."
Although the community here is a bit remote, the facilities are still very good, and the voice-activated lights on the stairs are also very bright.
Jiang Ziquan followed behind Shen Yumo, and could only see the back of Shen Yumo's head, and could only hear the sound of high heels rubbing against the ground.
Listen, listen, Jiang Ziquan deliberately adjusted his pace so that it was exactly the same as Shen Yumo's, and his shadow was also stacked with Shen Yumo's.
In the entire corridor, only the sound of da da could be heard. It was obvious that two people were walking, but there was only one sound.
Shen Yumo had stepped out with his left foot, and his right foot was still in the same place, leaning on the escalator and turning to look at her.
Jiang Ziquan went down another flight of stairs. She knew that her little thought must have been discovered by Shen Yumo, so she could only smile and tilt her head to look at her.
The two just looked at each other and didn't speak. They were quiet for a while, and even the voice-activated lights on the corridor went out.
Shen Yumo adjusted her position, clapped her hands again, and the corridor became brighter again. She also slightly opened her eyes to adjust to the intensity of the light, but Jiang Ziquan didn't know when she reached the upper floor.
Jiang Ziquan was already tall, so he smiled at her, and then quickly bent down and hugged Shen Yumo. Shen Yumo was also shaken back a little by the sudden strength of the hug. Fortunately, she used a lot of strength to wrap Shen Yumo tightly. In his arms, otherwise Shen Yumo might not even be able to stand still.
Shen Yumo was stiffened by her movements, and her breath made her neck a little itchy, so she turned away unconsciously and whispered, "Ziquan?"
Jiang Ziquan sniffed her nose secretly, and the tip of her nose was filled with the smell of Shen Yumo. She really wanted to keep her hands like this, but now was not the time, so she could only let go reluctantly, and said with a calm smile, "Shen Yumo. good night, teacher."
Having said that, Jiang Ziquan quickly went down the stairs, and the only sound of high heels could be heard in the entire corridor.
Shen Yumo touched the place she had reported to, although she was a little surprised, she was not very repulsive. Thinking of Jiang Ziquan's little action just now, the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to deepen.