The daily life of being held back by apprentices

When I went to the hospital, the doctor also took a brief look, gave some instructions, and prescribed simple anti-inflammatory drugs.

Originally, Ms. He's hands were not very strong, and she slapped her cruelly in a fit of anger. Although her face was a little swollen, it wasn't too serious, and she didn't hit the ear. Relatively speaking, the injury was not serious. It was serious, and the doctor told them to leave after a few words.

The two went back to Zhong Yuya's house, and usually they would sleep together at Zhong Yuya's house, according to Yue Jinglan's words, her house was not very popular, and it was not very comfortable to sleep, Zhong Yuya agreed Yes, although she likes the decoration of Yue Jinglan's house, it's really too big and empty, and it's a little uncomfortable for just the two of them.

I bought anti-inflammatory drugs at the pharmacy downstairs, and when I went back upstairs, I first took ice cubes from the refrigerator for cold compresses, and then used anti-inflammatory drugs.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Zhong Yuya's stomach was already hungry, Yue Jinglan didn't seem to be any better, she didn't eat much in the absence of Zhong Yuya, and now, both of them are hungry, and the time is running out. It's getting late, it's already past nine o'clock, and it's past meal time.

Facts have proved that anti-inflammatory drugs are still very effective. Although Zhong Yuya's face is still a little red, the swelling has subsided.

Yue Jinglan held her face in her hands and looked around: "Your mother is too aggressive, isn't it her own?"

Zhong Yuya gave her a helpless look: "What nonsense! She is my mother!"

Yue Jinglan curled her mouth, "I'm sorry."

After thinking about it, she said seriously: "Actually, if you really want to count it, your mother is indeed gentle. When I made my mother angry when I was young, she always hit me with a stool."

Zhong Yuya's face was very ugly: "The stool was smashed? This is domestic violence! Why!"

Yue Jinglan put her arms around her waist and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's all happened in the past, but if she hits me, I will hit her too. When I grow up a little bit, I always fight with her, and the neighbors I was so scared that I called the police.”

Yue Jinglan smiled and talked about her childhood, Zhong Yuya frowned and listened, she didn't interrupt, she was afraid that if she spoke, her voice would be strange.Yue Jinglan seldom talked about her childhood in such a straightforward way, and more often she just skipped it casually, and Zhong Yuya never asked.

"But if there are men she brings, I can't beat her. After all, those men are all strong and strong. I feel a little scared when I look at them. Every time she brings a man back, I close the door of the room to death Damn, if you get hit, you might lose me, my little fairy."

Zhong Yuya took Yue Jinglan's hand and held it tightly. A picture of a thin girl hiding behind the door and not daring to show her breath emerged in her mind. The man brought back by Yue Jinglan's mother is probably the same It's not a good thing, if he had a bad idea, Yue Jinglan at that time had no room to resist.

Probably seeing the deep worry and fear in Zhong Yuya's eyes, Yue Jinglan corrected her attitude, pulled out her hand, hugged Zhong Yuya, and let her lean on her shoulder: "Don't be afraid, I'm not What a bully, there was a man who wanted to break into my door and broke the lock. As soon as he broke in, I took an ashtray and hit him on the head. Shouting for pain, crying everywhere for an ambulance."

Zhong Yuya also hugged her back, the tip of her nose was filled with the smell of Yue Jinglan's perfume, a faint fragrance that was completely different from her personality.

"Did you... did mother find out later?"

There are advertisements on the TV, awkward lines, special effects of [-] cents, DuangDuang's doesn't know what he is talking about.

The tranquility of the autumn night is accompanied by unknown insect calls, and it is unknown who's balcony jumped a few crickets.

Yue Jinglan let go of her hand, turned sideways, tilted her head, and leaned on Zhong Yuya: "She has a conscience, she scolded me a few times for losing money, and never brought a man home again. .Because after that she became home delivery."

Zhong Yuya didn't know that such behavior could be called conscientious, and there was always something stuck in her heart, how did Yue Jinglan survive day and night in those years before she met Yue Jinglan.

"Our affairs will definitely not be approved by everyone, but their approval is just a few words to me. I have heard all the ugly things. It doesn't matter to me whether they accept it or not." Jing Lan said calmly.

But Zhong Yuya felt that the more frightened Lan was, the calmer she was, the more sad it made her.

"Don't be sad, I will still be with you."

Yue Jinglan threw herself on Zhong Yuya: "Hey, you said this yourself. If you dare to leave me in the future, I will fight you."

Zhong Yuya said softly, "You can't beat me."

Yue Jinglan pushed Zhong Yuya away in embarrassment and anger: "The technology is amazing, I'm serious, don't make fun of me."

"I'm not kidding," Zhong Yuya put away his joking expression and became very serious. "This time I didn't come out suddenly. I thought about it for a long time. Deception is harmful to me and my parents. It can prevent a lot of trouble, and I am already an independent person, and I have to be responsible for many things by myself."

Yue Jinglan stared at her with a sparkle in her eyes: "I can't come out to Mr. Cheng yet."

Mr. Cheng is Yue Jinglan's biological father, Cheng Fuyang, the deputy mayor of S City.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Zhong Yuya's heart, but she covered it up. It can be said that Yue Jinglan has given everything to her father now. If she comes out, she can foresee the consequences.

Seeing that Zhong Yuya didn't speak, Yue Jinglan immediately panicked. She tightened Zhong Yuya's hand and said in a trembling voice: "It won't be long, trust me! As long as his son's operation is finished, I will be with you." They cut ties."

Zhong Yuya opened her mouth halfway in surprise, she only thought that Yue Jinglan couldn't let go of what she had now, but it doesn't seem to be the case now.

She nodded: "Well, I believe you."

Then, she added: "As long as you say, I am willing to believe it."

Yue Jinglan let out a breath, and leaned on Zhong Yuya relaxedly: "That's good, if I have a showdown with Mr. Cheng now, his son's illness has not been cured, and he may blame me."

Zhong Yuya has never been in contact with senior officials at the city level. In her heart, senior officials are all impressions from history books, insidious, hypocritical, and cunning politicians and family administrators.

But the deputy mayor of city S and the mayor of city C are not at the same level. The fear in Yue Jinglan's heart has also infected her to a certain extent. One is too weak.

"Don't panic, take your time, I have my own savings."

Yue Jinglan looked at her with a smile: "Wow, you still have a small treasury, how much is it?"

"One hundred thousand." Zhong Yuya's own house is mortgaged, and she is not the kind of person who insists on saving money. Every month's salary is used according to her own preferences, and her life is also nourishing, saving money It's hard to save much.

Yue Jinglan let out a "puchi" laugh: "You are so stupid, I have more savings than you in a single bag."

Zhong Yuya rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, you don't have to repay the mortgage, but my mortgage has just been paid off in the first half of the year, and if I start saving now, I can still save a little, and there are many year-end bonuses that I can also fight for. I have a share of the year-end awards."

"Okay, I also want to start saving money. Anyway, Mr. Cheng is not short of money. He still has a lot of property in his family. The amount of pocket money he gives me every month is not small. I save it, and then we go home by ourselves every day. Cooking, going out to eat, drink and have fun on weekends, just use my salary for shopping and so on, it should be enough."

Yue Jinglan counted how much money she could save in a month with her fingers, but she was not a smart head, she looked a little dumbfounded, and the corners of Zhong Yuya's mouth were raised wildly.

"Okay, tomorrow we will apply for a card, and we will deposit money into it together every month."

Financial problems are a big problem for two people to be together. Money is the most difficult thing to calculate when they are in a relationship. Zhong Yuya is not from a wealthy family. Yue Jinglan was also used to hard times when she was a child. But it is not clear, in the eyes of both of them, money is secondary, and the important thing is each other.

After calculating how much money he could save for a long time, Yue Jinglan's brain cells were almost dead, and he didn't eat much, so he was a little dizzy from hunger, and looked at Zhong Yuya unhappyly with his mouth pursed: "I'm so hungry ~"

Zhong Yuya took a pen and paper from the desk to write a savings plan, looked up at Yue Jinglan, and said with a smile, "I used to go to a barbecue stand when I was young, and it's not bad to have a late-night snack at this time."

Yue Jinglan picked up the phone and saw that it was ten forty, so she nodded and watched Zhong Yuya writing there, and looked closer, and found that Zhong Yuya's handwriting was as beautiful as hers, she was surprised Said: "Your calligraphy is really beautiful, have you learned it?"

Zhong Yuya chuckled: "When I was young, my uncle taught calligraphy. He used to be the president of the National Calligraphy Association. He taught young people of our generation, but I was the only one who learned it in the end. Compared with my father , I got closer to him instead.”

Yue Jinglan clicked her tongue: "No wonder the handwriting is so beautiful, and the hands are also beautiful. Your uncle is not rigid, is he?"

Zhong Yuya thought about it carefully: "It's hard to say, he likes the vitality of young people very much, and he is very tolerant to us, but he is also very traditional."

"Forget it, let's not talk about him, I'm starving to death, come back and write this plan."

As Yue Jinglan spoke, she went to tidy herself up.

Zhong Yuya sighed, she looked up at Yue Jinglan, and said softly: "No, wait for me for a few minutes, I will finish writing the plan."

Yue Jinglan clearly understands why Ling Xianxian said that Zhong Yuya is a jerk, she must finish her work, and sometimes she would rather spend a lot of time to complete what she thinks is important than to care about wasting time, her character She is slow, but she is startled by Lan, she is too impatient, if the person in front of her is someone else, she will definitely leave with her bag.

But the impatient Yue Jinglan obediently pulled out a chair and sat beside Zhong Yuya, watching her complete the deposit plan of the two of them stroke by stroke.

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It's final exam week again, you know what I mean