Chapter 3, Visiting the Sick

Well, there have been some family matters these past few days, and I should have gone to check on them earlier.

Not being in charge at home, one does not realize the value of firewood, rice, oil, and salt. You have quit your job now, with no income, and grandma needs to take medicine every day...

Meng Yao and his younger sister went out together, heading towards the morning light to buy groceries at the market.

Arriving at the market, it was already bustling.

Chen Suyue glanced at her, said nothing, and turned her head.

She busied herself, treating Meng Yao as if he were air, without even a glance.

Meng Yu laughed and said, "Are you being verbose or not?"

Meng Yao placed the watermelon on the side cabinet, "Are you feeling better?"

Meng Yao was stunned for a moment, looked away, pursed his lips, and didn't say anything else. He slowly began to take back the things he had brought with him.

In the evening, Meng Yao was selecting vegetables in the kitchen when Wang Limei returned from work.

Mrs. Ding glanced at her, smiled, "Did you bring your phone? I'll give you his number."

Then...Meng Yao paused, "Then I'll leave the thermos here. If you want to drink... "

After chatting for a while, Aunt Ding hesitated and asked, "Have you seen your Aunt Chen recently?"

Meng Yao suggested changing the air conditioner. Wang Limei didn't want to waste this money and asked Meng Yu to sleep in her grandmother's room. She slept in the small bedroom on the north side with Meng Yao.

My grandmother has high blood pressure, so she pays extra attention to what she eats. She always eats fresh fruits, vegetables, eggs, and milk in the morning.

Although the Meng and Ding families have little contact, in the small town of Zoucheng where they both reside and where everyone knows each other, they still maintain a polite demeanor when they meet each other in their daily lives.

Meng Yao felt frustrated in her heart, sat down on a nearby chair, and aimlessly watched TV for twenty minutes.

Meng Yao stood by for a while, sighed silently, and left.

Meng Yao turned around, it was Ding Zhuo's mother.

Ding Zhuo and Su Manzhen were engaged, but due to Su Manzhen's passing, the relationship between the two families became delicate.

The Willow River runs from west to east, traversing the entire Zoucheng. No matter how one tries to go around it, it cannot be avoided.

Chen Suyue suddenly said, "This is quite good, don't adjust it."

Meng Yao lowered her gaze and said, "It is not yet decided"

Su Qinde increasingly found himself in an awkward position. He was a well-read individual who had always adhered to the principle of persuading others with reason. He had never imagined that one day he would have to make such a hurtful request to a young girl

Meng Yu smiled, "Why blame you? I never agreed with your decision to return and take the civil service exam. Stability is stability, but with a salary of only two to three thousand yuan a month, what can you really achieve?"

She has worked in the capital for four years. In order to save money, most of the time she cooks by herself. Without deliberate practice, her cooking skills have gradually developed.

Meng Yao dropped a handful of shelled peas from his hand and turned on the faucet to wash his hands.

Meng Yao informed him that she was in the hall

Mrs. Ding smiled and said, "Long time no see."

The river flows slowly, and the lights gently sway

How difficult is it? Can't even get through the day?

"Take it back," Chen Suyue interrupted.

Wang Limei paused and said, "What did you say?" She put down what she was holding and looked at Meng Yao, "Did we not agree that you would come back to take the civil service exam?"

The corridor was clean and quiet, with hardly any voices. Meng Yao heard herself let out a low sigh.

Dame, are you still in the hospital

Upon entering the hospital room, Meng Yao called out "Auntie", placed the insulated box on the cabinet, uncovered the lid, and poured a small bowlful into the clean bowl she had brought.

Just as I was walking into the lobby carrying a thermal insulation box, the phone rang. It was a call from Su Qinde.

Where to go?

Wang Limei frowned, "If you leave, what will Grandma do?"

In the sound of flowing water, she spoke: "Mom, I'm ready to go to work."

Meng Yao whispered, "I have already talked to Uncle Su. He said he won't schedule you for night shifts anymore. I am going to work outside, where the salary is higher than here, but it's the same job."

Meng Yao's line of sight was drawn, and he looked fixedly for a long time.

Mrs. Ding has a fair complexion, looks younger than her age, wears a light-colored top, and has neatly combed hair.

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