Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

The exhaustion on Yan Wanqing's face was swept away, and her eyes shone brightly.

I haven't seen Jiang Mo for many days, I haven't heard his voice, and I haven't heard anyone mention him. Yan Wanqing suddenly heard Jiang Mo's voice, and she felt as if she had been in a lifetime.

"Is it Jiang Mo's phone?"

Yan Zhengqing looked at Yan Wanqing, who couldn't believe it, with a funny face, and stretched out the phone, "Don't you know if you come here and listen?"

Yan Wanqing hesitated on the spot for a while, then walked slowly over, and then carefully stretched out her ears.

"Wanqing."

Jiang Mo's deep and magnetic voice came from the phone, pouring into her heart like a clear spring, nourishing her dry heart.

The blood in Yan Wanqing's whole body was flowing very fast, and her heart was beating thumpingly. Every time she wanted to speak, she was interrupted by the heart that was about to jump into her throat.

Jiang Mo on the phone was also very patient. He didn't urge the little girl or make a sound, and waited quietly for her response.

Yan Zhengqing had never been in a relationship before, so he didn't know the meaning of the silence between the two of them, so he urged, "Wanqing, you should talk to him."

Yan Wanqing hadn't spoken yet, but Jiang Mo on the phone did.

"Don't rush."

Yan Zhengqing: "..."

Well, it would be nice for him to be invisible.

Yan Zhengqing didn't want to eavesdrop on the phone call between the two, so he gave the phone to Yan Wanqing, "Go back to your room and call."

Yan Wanqing returned to the room, closed the door, and leaned her delicate back against the door panel.

Jiang Mo spoke first, "I heard Yan Zhengqing talk about Xie Xuehui just now, don't worry about her too much, I will send someone to find her."

Yan Wanqing said: "Even if you don't look for her, she will come out."

The image of Xie Xuehui in Yan Jing's heart was completely destroyed that day, and she, a person who can't find reasons from herself, probably pushed all the resentment on her.

She must be looking for help everywhere now, thinking about how to win the round and let her stumble.

Jiang Mo knows that Xie Xuehui will make a comeback one day, but because of Jiang Yanhui's matter, he likes to control everything in his hands.

Especially the people or things related to Yan Wanqing, he must firmly grasp it in the palm of his hand, and prevent Yan Wanqing from making any mistakes.

Because he won't be able to bear it.

"Even if she pops up, she's still a grasshopper after autumn, and she can't make any waves."

A chill flashed in Jiang Mo's deep pupils.

Yan Wanqing did not deny this sentence.

"Wanqing, do you miss me?"

Jiang Mo's sudden change of subject made Yan Wanqing's whole body stiff, and she felt her ears tingling and turning red.

Jiang Mo hasn't heard Yan Wanqing's voice for a long time, and he doesn't need to think about it to know that her pretty face is as red as a boiled duck.

He looked out of the window, his thoughts of Yan Wanqing surged up like a tidal wave.

He suddenly longed to see Yan Wanqing, even if he just looked at her pretty face from a distance.

Jiang Mo thought so, and he did.

He got up and pushed the chair away.

Meeting Zhang Wang who came back from business, he raised his eyebrows, "What are you going to do in such a hurry?"

"I've been in Haishi for half a year, and I'm going home to visit my relatives."

The corners of Zhang Wang's mouth twitched twice, "Do you have any relatives in your hometown?"

As far as he knows, Jiang Mo's father, mother and grandmother are all in Haishi. Who will he visit when he goes back to his hometown?

"Yes, my three aunts and eight aunts are all in my hometown."

Zhang Wang: "..."

Does Jiang Mo seem to be someone who would gossip with the three aunts and eight aunts in the village?
He was probably a drunkard who didn't want to drink, and wanted to use the pretext of visiting relatives to go home and visit his sister.

Jiang Mo went to the construction site to pick up Xie Jianguo and Li Cuihong before returning to Kaoshan Village.

Xie Jianguo was moving bricks on the construction site during this period. Although he was dark and thin, he was full of energy.

The stupid Li Cuihong also became more radiant.

Jiang Mo did not treat the two of them badly, and served them with delicious food and drinks. Xie Jianguo moved bricks on the construction site because he couldn't be free.

Jiang Mo paid him double salary.

Xie Jianguo sat awkwardly in the rear compartment.

He always knew that Jiang Mo was not easy to mess with. Although he hadn't done anything to them during this time and had taken good care of them, Xie Jianguo was instinctively afraid of Jiang Mo.

"I... where are we going?"

After coming to Haishi for so long, the farthest place Xie Jianguo has been to is the small supermarket opposite the construction site. He looked at the strange scenery outside the car window, and felt an unknown fear in his heart.

"Send you home."

"Can we go home now?" Xie Jianguo's dark face burst into deep surprise.

"The danger has been lifted, you can go home."

"Great, great."

The living conditions and food and drink on the construction site are much better than those in the mountain village, but Xie Jianguo is uncomfortable living here, and he still prefers to sleep on the big soil kang in the countryside.

Jiang Mo saw Xie Jianguo in the rearview mirror, who couldn't control his expression, and didn't tell him that he just took him back to Zhuang County, and had no intention of sending him back to the mountain village.

Because now, Xie Jianguo and Li Cuihong have passed away in the eyes of the people in the backing village.

In the later stage, he still needs to rely on two people to lead Xie Xuehui.

Of course, it's meaningless to say this now, lest the two of them go crazy in the car and affect his driving.

……

Yan Jing got his scalpel.

He showed it to Yan Wanqing as if offering a treasure, "Wanqing, look, although it looks like a scalpel, it can't be called a scalpel yet."

Yan Wanqing looked at the familiar set of surgical instruments in front of her but knew that it cannot be called a scalpel now, but in the near future, and even in the future, it will always be lying in the operating room.

What Yan Wanqing didn't expect was that the person who developed this set of surgical instruments turned out to be Yan Jing.

And Yan Jing is her father, she should be honored.

Yan Jing saw that Yan Wanqing was distracted, and asked in a low voice, "Wanqing, what's the matter, do you think it's not good?"

Yan Wanqing commented objectively, "No, it's very good. The delicate surgical instruments greatly increase the doctor's precision and reduce the pressure on the hands, which is very good."

After Yan Jing researched this set of surgical instruments, many people in the industry praised his set of surgical instruments as good. How did he feel at that time?

It doesn't seem to be very proud, it seems to be an ordinary thing.

But his daughter praised him, and Yan Jing felt that he could go to heaven.

He glanced at his watch happily, it was still early, "Since you agree, let's take it to Master Mu in a while, and discuss with him about the operation as soon as possible."

"it is good."

Yan Wanqing didn't want to delay, so she went to find Mu Yuanshan with Yan Jing.

Yan Jing's mobile phone in the car kept ringing, and Yan Jing was driving, so it was inconvenient to answer the phone.

"Wanqing, answer the phone for me."