The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

"Looking at Auntie like this, I can be considered relieved. I was thinking about going to your house before, but I don't need it anymore. By the way, do you insist on taking vitamin C?"

　　 Jiang Chan blinked: "I eat every day, my mother is obedient, do you think my mother is in good spirits now?"

　　 "I also have your company." Liu Xingyun said concisely, he was sincere, and Feng Yuan could be said to be the fastest recovering among the patients he had seen.

　　 Jiang Chan waved his hand: "By the way, my mother and I are going back to our home in the countryside tomorrow. The environment there is good and the air is good. Then we will raise some small animals, so that my mother will feel more relaxed."

　　 "When everything is settled on my side, you can go to my place to play again."

　　 Faced with Jiang Chan's invitation, Liu Xingyun agreed in one go. Feng Yuan is his patient after all, and he always follows up to understand the situation.

　　 "Sure, the air in the country will be fresher, and people will feel better in an empty environment. I will definitely go as a guest after you settle down. By the way, what about your work when you go to the country?"

　　 "It's the Internet age now, and I'm doing well." Jiang Chan said concisely. She has worked overtime these days to make a more complicated program. She has just got 100,000 in hand, and her hands are also much easier.

　　 Before writing articles became her official source of income, typing codes became her main income.

　　 "It's fine if you have success in your heart. If you need help, just tell me directly."

　　 "I see, thank you." Although I don't think I have anything to help Liu Xingyun, Jiang Chan will accept the kindness of others.

　　 always say that people are indifferent, but in fact, there are still many enthusiastic people.

　　 Seeing that it was time for lunch, Jiang Chan helped Feng Yuan: "Mom, we should go back to eat. I will make you stuffed meat with green peppers for lunch, your favorite."

　　 "Also, when we came out, I stewed quail soup. Drinking a little hot soup in this weather is the most warming. Nebula, I will take my mother home first."

　　 Liu Xingyun stood up: "Goodbye, Auntie, Qiu Xin, I have time to contact."

　　 After returning home to have lunch, Feng Yuan sat by the balcony. Jiang Chan bought a lazy chair and a small coffee table. It was definitely a pleasure to sunbathe and drink tea on the balcony in the afternoon.

　　 It would be better if there was another cat beside him. Looking at Feng Yuan lying on the lazy chair, Jiang Chan secretly put the cat on his agenda. It doesn't matter, when you get to the old house, you can raise a cat or a dog.

　　 The old house Jiang Chan had already been cleaned up by her client, and she and Feng Yao had moved in with bags. This should be regarded as Qiu Feng’s hometown. After Qiu Feng’s accident, Qiu Feng’s parents passed away a few years ago, and the old house went idle.

　　The old house of the Qiu family is relatively remote, and there is a large bamboo garden behind the house. There are private plots around the front door, so you can grow anything you like. Jiang Chan observed it visually, and estimated that there were a few acres of land, and it would take about five minutes for the nearest house to walk here.

　　 When the land was divided, the old couple in the Qiu family specially chose a land closer to the old house, so that it was easy to take care of.

　　 It was only around ten in the morning when they arrived at the old house. Jiang Chan had asked the aunt in the village to clean it. Now that they are in the village, they naturally want to thank others.

　　 "Mom, sit down here first. I will send these alcohol and tobacco to Aunt Osmanthus. This old house is cleaned by Aunt Osmanthus with her wife."

　　 There is a corridor in the old house. Jiang Chan placed a wicker chair in the corridor, helped Feng Yuan sit down, and covered Feng Yuan's leg with a blanket. Worried that Feng Yuan would be bored, Jiang Chan put a plate of snacks beside the wicker chair, and Feng Yuan was within reach.

　　 Seeing Feng Yuan's good work, Jiang Chan is also relieved. There is an electric tricycle in the old house, and Aunt Osmanthus also helped to charge it up. Jiang Chan whizzed away on this electric tricycle, not to mention that this thing is really a long-lost experience.

　　 Except for the electric small three-wheeler of Uncle Mo, I feel quite nostalgic.

　　 In the carriage of the tricycle is her gift to Aunt Osmanthus and her family. In addition to Old Uncle Wang’s tobacco and alcohol, Jiang Chan also bought a down jacket for Aunt Osmanthus.

　　 She also expects Aunt Osmanthus to take good care of her and Feng Yuan in the future. She is not familiar with her life, and Feng Yuan is always inseparable from people here. Sometimes she needs help from the neighbors.

　　 When Jiang Chan arrived at Old Uncle Wang's house, Aunt Osmanthus had to smile when she saw Jiang Chan.

　　 "Autumn Heart is so beautiful now that she is here. The people who have worked in this big city are different. She looks so good? Have you talked about it? Come here, don't bring anything next time."

　　 Jiang Chan moved the contents of the cart down: "That won't work, but my aunt has helped me a lot. This is a thank you. I have to accept it."

　　 Seeing what Aunt Osmanthus had to say, Jiang Chan blocked it with a single sentence: "I will never be polite to my aunt in the future. This is not the first time I have asked you for help. I'm afraid my aunt will be annoying me in the future."

Chen Guihua smiled and couldn't see her teeth: "It's settled! Alas, it's rare that there is someone as old as you in our village, and the young people basically go out to work~www.wuxiamtl.com~Where are you like you? Throw away your work and accompany your mother to come back to recuperate?"

　　 "Stop talking, what do you say about this?" Uncle Wang, who has been silent, said, Jiang Chan lowered his eyes: "It doesn't matter, the doctor said that she is recovering very well, and it will be fine after a while."

　　 "That's okay, you just came back. I have prepared the dishes for you in the refrigerator. We have a garden in our own house. Come to me if we want any vegetables."

　　 Chen Guihua consciously failed to say anything, and quickly filled Jiang Chan with a basket of white radishes and greens: "This is home grown, you take it back and try it. It's delicious, let's come again."

　　 "Okay, auntie, do you know who has a puppy? I'm going to get a dog and go back to the nursing home. Our two people are a bit lonely."

　　 Jiang Chan dumped the vegetables and radishes into the cart, and then asked about it. She can accompany Feng Yuan for a while, but she always has her own things to do. It's better to find a few small animals to accompany Feng Yuan.

　　 "It's a coincidence!" Chen Guihua laughed loudly: "There is a big yellow dog in our family who gave birth to three puppies, and now there is the last one. If you want, you will bring it back."

　　 Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows lightly: "What a coincidence? I'll take a look first."

　　 Old Uncle Chen shook his hand with the cigarette. He was going to keep this puppy for his own household, so he was arranged by his wife to go out?

　　 Sweet-scented Osmanthus didn’t even look at Old Uncle Chen, went to the kennel next to him and walked around and came out with a little yellow dog. The little earthy dog ​​was long and round, barking milky and milky, Jiang Chan looked pretty pleasing to the eye.