Tachycardia

Chapter 39

Song Yaxiang returned to Jin's house again, playing the role of her well-behaved mistress.

The Jin family has never hired a nanny, so there is a lot of housework, and she is always busy, and she has never been free. She often thinks about her son, and she will turn back to Jin Botao after thinking about it for a long time. Not enough gas either.

Thinking that she has actually been with Jin Botao for some years, Wen Jinran's father died in an accident when he was three years old, her natal family favored sons over daughters, and she didn't want to live with her natal family because of the water splashed by her married daughter.

But her husband’s family is poor, and the two elders are white-haired and black-haired. They are immersed in grief and have not yet come out. They have to take on the heavy responsibility of taking care of their daughter-in-law and grandchildren. They have no jobs and no pensions. Before, they still lived on Wen Jinran’s father’s alimony. The pillar of the family is gone, no one is less sad and panic than her.

The process of getting acquainted with Wen Jinran's father was very simple. It was a matchmaker, they had a meal, and they were quite satisfied with each other. , It should be like this all my life.

Wen Jinran's father had an accident, and it was a wronged account. The hospital judged him to be dead from overwork, and he was already dying when he was sent to the hospital. Song Yaxiang didn't even see him for the last time. When he went to the hospital, his body was cold.

She hugged her husband's body and shed tears silently. Wen Jinran was beside her at that time, and saw with her own eyes that she was not breathing properly, and turned her eyes away to catch her breath.

After waking up, Wen Jinran was sitting beside her bed, obediently peeling an orange for her, and feeding her with it, her chubby little face was crystal clear, her eyes were like hers, and his mouth was like his.

The dead are already dead, and the living have to live on.

The company offered compensation, but it was not much. In addition to the savings from my husband's work, it was enough for the whole family to live without income for two or three years.

However, Song Yaxiang herself has healthy limbs anyway, and she is embarrassed to continue to be a housewife. She found a job and rented a house to live in. Her education is low, and the salary of the job she found is naturally low, but she has children with her, and she is about to go to school. To save money and use it, I simply did a few more part-time jobs.

During the day, she didn't have time to take the child, so she threw it to his grandma's house, let his grandma take it, and picked it up at night, and the child was mostly asleep. In this way, even if they met every day, they spent very little time together.

A year has passed, and earning money so desperately has really saved her tuition fees, and it's still a lot, enough to last for several semesters.

After sending Wen Jinran to kindergarten, the whole family breathed a sigh of relief.

However, in the future, there will be textbook fees for elementary and junior high schools, and tuition fees for high school and college. That is a huge expense that she can't even imagine. She will leave all the compensation and her husband's savings to the elderly. With her meager income, It's not easy to save that much money.

In the predicament of poverty, as long as people have a little hope, they will never despair.

In Wen Jinran's kindergarten year, he had a high fever.

Song Yaxiang still clearly remembered that it was the weekend, she went to work as usual, and the family left meals for Wen Jinran. At that time, he was already able to take care of himself. She helped Wen Jinran with everything, but she didn't expect him to get sick and have a fever.

She came home at one or two o'clock in the morning, fell asleep on the bed, prepared breakfast for Wen Jinran after waking up, opened his room door and went in to have a look, only to find that something was wrong.

Wen Jinran, who was still young, had a high fever for a whole day and night. She was incompetent as a mother, and she didn't realize until the child was about to burn into a ball of fire.

She went to the hospital without shoes on and carried Wen Jinran on her back. The lights in the pediatric emergency room were on for a long time, and every minute seemed to hurt her heart. Finally, the lights went out, and the doctor came out and told her that her son was deaf in one ear. Get medical treatment as soon as possible.

But she has no money.

She can't afford the medical bills.

Wen Jinran shrunk into a small ball on the hospital bed, her face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

Gritting her teeth, with tears in her eyes, Song Yaxiang dialed a certain colleague of hers who had been trying to pimp her, and made an appointment. When she put down the phone, she felt that the last trace of dignity was gone.

Fortunately, the colleague didn't lie to her, and really introduced her to a good benefactor.

The man stood there, most of the high-ranking leaders were full of wine bags and rice bags, with fat heads, big ears and shiny faces, but he was different. He had a handsome face and a calm expression, without the slightest sign of impatience. Any disrespect meant.

They negotiated the price, made an agreement in three chapters, and printed out the rules to become a contract. Song Yaxiang even smiled, took a pen and signed it neatly, and sold herself like that.

He is the salvation that emerges from her dark life.

It was a lonely boat floating in the sea of ​​suffering that she could not endure.

She was finally taken care of by this man and lived in the Jin family's villa. At first, she was trembling, not daring to touch any object in the house, or to touch any random piece of furniture in the house.

There was no one in the villa, and Jin Botao let her stay, but he didn't come here often. The relationship between the two was sometimes close like a couple, and sometimes cold like a stranger. She couldn't understand the man's emotions, let alone grasp his heart.

Ten years have passed since I lived here.

Song Yaxiang suddenly cut off the memories, sat down holding the vase she was wiping in her hands, and sighed in a daze, dazedly.

Her son has grown up too.

On the day when the exam results came out, Wen Jinran squeezed to see the result announcement list. There were too many people, and Jin Wendong stood behind him to protect him, never leaving.

His height of just over 1.7 meters is not considered outstanding in the crowd, but fortunately Jin Wendong is proud of the crowd, and with a glance at the past, he can see the top ten results for his age.

Then it is blocked by people, and you can only see it with clairvoyant eyes.

Wen Jinran squeezed in happily, and had never seen him so active when eating. Jin Wendong's tall body was useless at this time, he couldn't get in, and could only stare at him from the periphery of the crowd. , in case of knocking.

The top [-] results were announced on that list, probably without him. Jin Wendong knew the hard work he put in in his studies, and even though he knew there was no hope, he couldn't bear to hit him.

As a result, Wen Jinran got in for a few seconds and then got out again, rushing towards him with excitement on his face.

Jin Wendong hurriedly continued, looking forward to asking: "Did you see your name? How are your grades?"

Wen Jinran smiled brightly: "Are you out of your mind? How can I be among the top [-]?"

Jin Wendong was puzzled: "Then you are so happy? Did you pick up the money?"

"Look for yourself," Wen Jinran pointed to the bulletin board, "Your grade is the second in the class, and you are only one point behind the first. You can roughly calculate your science grades. If you perform normally in the college entrance examination..."

Wen Jinran had honey in his heart, and stars in his eyes: "This year, our school should be able to produce a champion in science."