Shaoyin didn't wait too long in the hospital.
She waited with Sheng's mother for an hour, but left before the operation was finished.
Mama Sheng got up with red eyes and said, "Little classmate, thank you for notifying me."
"You're welcome, Auntie, we are classmates." Shaoyin said obediently, and then hugged her gently, "It will be fine, Auntie, don't worry."
Huihui was astonished at her fake appearance: "What are you doing? Why are you so polite to the hostess' mother?"
"She didn't offend me." Shaoyin said.
In the plot, Sheng Chuanjing returned to Sheng's house, but Sheng's mother did not.
She is just the former girlfriend of Mr. Sheng, and she has not been in contact with her for a long time. Besides, Mr. Sheng has a wife and a daughter. What identity does she appear in
She has been living in this small town, and does not live with the male protagonist, and has not been involved in the plot at all.
Because of this, Shaoyin has no ill intentions towards her.
She couldn't help thinking about the ending of Sheng's mother in the plot.
It was after the hero and the heroine fell in love, the hero brought the heroine back and wanted to show Mama Sheng, only to find that Mama Sheng was seriously ill.
Sheng's mother has always been in poor health, and there is no serious illness, but she has reached the end of her life. Before she died, she was very relieved to see her son had a partner. She held the hands of the male lead and the female lead together, and passed away peacefully.
The male protagonist was very sad, crying like a child, and was coaxed by the female protagonist.
After this incident, a special connection was established between the two, as if they were the closest people in the world.
This is still a candy plot.
"This is the basic sympathy of a human being," Shaoyin said.
Huihui: "..."
It doesn't believe it at all. This dark-hearted woman also has sympathy
If she is really sympathetic, she just saved the hero!
Of course it was because Shaoyin didn't want to save her.
If she wanted to save her, she didn't have to sacrifice herself and let Sheng Chuanjing dodge by beckoning in advance, or let Huihui control passers-by and pull him back to dodge.
But she didn't.
What if the hero doesn't want to be rescued
He said it himself that he didn't want to owe favors.
Say goodbye to Mama Sheng, walk through the corridor and go downstairs.
The big sun outside is like a ball of fire, roasting and distorting the air. A child sprinkled the water in the bottle on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the water dried up.
"It's so hot." She murmured, putting one hand in front of her eyes, slightly blocking the sun, trotted to the shadows on the side of the road, bought a newspaper from the newsstand outside the hospital, covered her head and walked towards the bus station.
After sitting unsteadily for eight stops, Shaoyin got off the bus one stop earlier, bought a few cucumbers, a few tomatoes, and a bag of steamed buns at the vegetable market, and went home with them.
Make a plate of patted cucumbers, fry a plate of tomatoes and eggs, and you have lunch.
After returning home, Shaoyin threw the small bag on the sofa, changed into slippers, walked into the kitchen, and began to wash and chop vegetables.
Chop the cucumber into pieces, put it on a plate, and cover it with a bowl.
Cut the tomatoes into pieces, put them in a bowl, and cover them.
Take three eggs, beat them into egg flowers, and continue to cover them.
Then he walked out of the kitchen, slumped on the sofa, turned on the electric fan, and watched TV comfortably with the breeze blowing.
Cook? Sorry, she won't.
Neither will the original owner.
When their parents died, the little girl was only twelve years old and Ji Mo was fifteen.
The little girl is delicate, and Ji Mo loves her so much, he doesn't want her to do anything, not even cooking a bowl of noodles.
Shaoyin wanted to be nicer to her brother, but she couldn't break the persona, right
At half past twelve, there was movement at the door.
There was the sound of a key being inserted into the lock and turned. Shaoyin turned her head to look at the door, it was Ji Mo who had returned.
It's not the luxuriously dressed, handsome, and mint-like nobleman described in the script.
The boy who opened the door and walked in was tall and thin, wearing cheap printed cotton short sleeves, denim shorts at a special price, and a pair of sneakers that had been worn for more than two years.
As soon as he entered the door, he took off the baseball cap he was wearing on his head, revealing his sweaty forehead and hair wet with sweat.
The boy was very thin, his back was not straight, and there was tiredness in his beautiful eyes, obviously very tired. But the moment his eyes met Shaoyin's, he still burst into a smile: "Is Yinyin hungry? Brother, I'm going to cook now."
Although he is poorly dressed and his posture is not elegant enough, the boy's thin stature reveals an indestructible sense of responsibility and reliability.
"Brother is back." Shaoyin called obediently.
Ji Mo closed the door, threw the baseball cap on the sofa, and gave the plastic bag in his hand to Shaoyin: "Drink, drink and play."
Shaoyin took it, and it was two bottles of vitamin drinks.
"Brother, did you not drink water outside?" she asked.
Ji Mo went into the bathroom, washed his face, and came out, "Drink it, it's such a hot day, if you don't drink water, you will suffer from heat stroke."
He went to work in the morning, and Shaoyin didn't know what he was doing. Sometimes he distributes leaflets to people, sometimes makes up lessons for people, and sometimes goes to move goods. In short, what kind of work he finds depends on his luck.
And sometimes when people are more generous, they will buy a few bottles of drinks to quench their thirst. Ji Mo has never been reluctant to drink, and every time he takes them home for his sister, and buys the cheapest mineral water for himself.
If the two had a deposit of 400,000 yuan left by their parents, which was enough for them to go to school and spend their daily lives, why did Ji Mo work so hard
Because he is a worrying life. He felt that 400,000 yuan was far from enough to spend. My sister would get married, buy a house, and have a little savings when she grew up. How could this little money be enough
For the 400,000 yuan, he was reluctant to spend a penny. Since three years ago, he had racked his brains to find work.
After dinner, I ran out to look for work, and asked my sister to lock the doors and windows before going out, so that no one would open them. I came back very late and had to do my homework.
Of course, I also go out on weekends, and I have done all kinds of tiring, hard, and dirty work. And he works hard, but he is reluctant to eat well, wear well, and even push his hair with a clipper to save money as much as possible.
But he never saves money on his younger sister. He buys her new clothes and shoes every year, takes her to the movies and playgrounds, gives her pocket money, and raises her like his parents did when they were still alive.
How could he not hate his precious sister who died because of Sheng Chuanjing
And Sheng Chuanjing said "I would rather die than be saved by her", it was like cutting Ji Mo's heart with a knife.
"Brother, I've finished chopping the vegetables." Shaoyin knelt on the sofa, put her hands on the back of the sofa, looked up at him and said proudly, "See if I cut well."
Ji Mo was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly strode into the kitchen, only to see three bowls turned upside down. He opened them one by one, and saw his sister's chopped tomatoes, patted cucumbers, and beaten eggs.
Frowning, he said unhappily, "I'll come back early in the future, don't touch the knife."
"I thought you were going to praise me." Shaoyin walked over slowly, frowned and said, "I can't even do this? I've grown up!"
Ji Mo was helpless, and sighed, "Okay, you've grown up." He put on his apron, rinsed the frying pan with clean water, and started cooking.
But I thought in my heart, I can't be so busy in the future.
Heat the pan, pour the oil into it, and when the oil is hot, pour the egg liquid into it. At this moment, suddenly a gust of cool wind came from behind.
He looked back and couldn't help being stunned.
The younger sister he put on top of his heart, the younger sister who couldn't bear her to suffer a little bit, was biting a box of yogurt and fanning him with a newspaper.
"It's going to be muddy!" But she still glared at him, "Brother, look at the pot, the egg is going to be muddy!"
He hurriedly turned around, turned the omelet over, and said, "Don't stand here, it's too hot, go to the living room and watch TV, it will be fine soon."
My heart is so soft that my sister loves him.
But in fact, he doesn't need her to love others. He hopes that she will be carefree and happy. This will be very satisfying, and he feels that his responsibility has been shouldered.
"No, the TV is nothing to watch." Shaoyin said, continuing to stand behind and fan him.
Her brother worked hard to cook for her, so she did what she could.
Seeing his younger sister's stubbornness, Ji Mo felt that his love for her was not in vain, and his heart was bubbling with happiness.
Immediately afterwards, he thought that his younger sister liked Sheng Chuanjing, a sophomore in high school, and he was a little unhappy.
That Sheng Chuan's eyes are higher than the top, and he never looks straight at people. Many girls in the school chase him, but he doesn't even look at him. It's okay for others, but how can he let his sister suffer this kind of grievance
But every time I mention it, my sister gets upset.
Feeling the cool breeze behind him, Ji Mo's heart was so soft that he couldn't bear to mention Sheng Chuanjing anymore.
Ten minutes later, he was ready to cook.
Shaoyin put away the newspaper and helped serve the dishes.
Ji Mo hurriedly told her not to touch her hands, Shaoyin turned her head: "Oh! Can you stop acting like a child? I'm fifteen, not too young!"
Ji Mo was immediately happy.
Isn't fifteen years old a child
The food and steamed buns were brought to the table, and the two sat down facing each other. There used to be four people sitting here, but now there are only two people sitting here. But the other two chairs have not been removed, and they are often dusted.
Picking up the chopsticks, Shaoyin moved the eggs on the plate towards Ji Mo: "Brother, eat more, you work a lot, it's very hard."
Ji Mo held the steamed bun and couldn't bite down.
Looking at the opposite side, the brow gradually wrinkled.
My sister is very hurt today.
"You, you..." He hesitated, did she have something to ask him? It's best not to have anything to do with Sheng Chuanjing, his eyes darkened.
"Haha! Is it because the grandson eats more?" In his mind, he said cheerfully.
In the last mission world, Shaoyin died in her fifties, and her grandson was already very big at that time.
"Go, go." Shaoyin pushed him away.
However, he did regard Ji Mo as a child in his heart.
It's just that she won't show this, because Ji Mo doesn't want to be taken care of by others. On the contrary, he enjoys raising his sister and providing her with the responsibility of providing a stable life.
"Brother, Sheng Chuanjing was in a car accident." After taking a bite of the steamed bun, Shaoyin took the initiative to mention it.
Ji Mo was taken aback: "What's going on?"
Shaoyin then talked about how she went out for a walk, and happened to meet him in a car accident and sent him to the hospital.
"Are you okay?!" Ji Mo immediately looked at her nervously and asked.
"I'm fine, I'm across the road." Shaoyin said, "Brother, should we go and see him tomorrow? When I came back today, he was still undergoing surgery, so I don't know what's going on."
Ji Mo frowned tightly.
They don't know each other well, they just know their names. But it’s a classmate again, so it’s hard to say if you visit it, but it’s a bit of that if you don’t.
"Okay." Ji Mo said, "Don't do it tomorrow, I'll come back early tonight and take you there."
Tomorrow he still has a moving job to do, and he can earn one hundred and fifty in one morning, so he is reluctant to lose it.
Shaoyin nodded: "Yeah."
While eating by myself, I did not forget to remind him, "Brother, eat."
"It's 'grandson eating', right?" Huihui became very happy again.
Shaoyin wanted to roll her eyes at it.
In the afternoon, Shaoyin locked the door and went to the mall to use the air conditioner.
Ji Mo has worked hard to make money, and if he can save a little on the electricity bill, he can save a little.
I thought about how to make some money and improve the living conditions of the two of them.