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Shan Ma's hands were shaking all the time, and the phone was still vibrating continuously, so she made a phone call in a rage: "Damn boy, you just sent a dozen of such a paragraph, don't you know how to make a call?"

Shan Jianming was stunned: "I'm worried that you forgot." She winked at Zhang Bing and motioned him to take the phone away.

Shan Ma roared over there, and said: "Although I am going to be a nanny for someone, you should call and let me know first. You child, why are you always so reckless."

With a sore nose, Shan Jianming said sullenly, "Mom, don't say that."

Shan Ma let out a long sigh: "Mom just said something wrong, don't be mad at Mom. Hey, can't you go back?"

Shan Jianyan sniffled: "Mom, I want to stay here, don't try to persuade me."

Shan Ma hummed: "Stubborn donkey."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Bing stuffed the phone into Shan Jianjian's butt pocket: "Why, it's been almost two years, and Auntie still wants you to go back?"

Shan Jian nodded.

Zhang Bing: "Hey, your hometown is not far from here. It's only five hours from the neighboring province."

Shan Jianming curled her lips helplessly: "Old people, they always hope that their children are by their side. My sister and I went so far to the north after graduation, so we don't have a home anymore. Uncle is also busy with work."

A few years after Shan Jianming's father passed away, Shan's mother moved with Shan Jianming and Shan Jianming's older brother, Shan Jianjian, and met another man.The other party was a widower surnamed Liu. His family ran a farmhouse and had a daughter. This man never took kindly to their brothers, but he didn't make things difficult.It's just... I'm ashamed to say that his 13-year-old daughter fell in love with Shan Jianming, who was ten years older than her, and she wanted to die.

This incident became known to everyone, and Shan Jianjian left home in a fit of anger, except for a few occasional phone calls, never returned home, and later even lost his phone calls.

The matter of his brother had a great influence on Shan Jianming, so after he went to university, he was not very willing to go back to his hometown.

Zhang Bing is a native of the city, and has never left his parents. His family is harmonious, the house has been prepared for him early, and he has a childhood sweetheart, a stewardess fiancée, so he can't understand Shan Jian's situation.Patted him on the shoulder: "how is it, is this call you or me?"

Shan Jianming's face turned red, Zhang Bing must have noticed it, Shan Jianming was embarrassed to call You Jinyi.Ever since she was rejected yesterday, Shan Jianming has been depressed and a little hurt.

Stretching out her hand, Shan Jianming looked at Zhang Bing with a bitter face: "Look at my hand, there is no Mr. You's number on it, please call for me, Xiao Zhang."

Zhang Bing hit his knee, and then hurriedly supported him: "I, I was so scared by you that now... hey! Is your hand better?"

Simple and concise!Bend your fingers: "It's okay, if you don't bump into it, you won't feel any pain."

Then Xiao Zhang dialed You Jinyi's work number written in the employee address book: "Hello, is this Mr. You? I'm Zhang Bing from the company. Do you still remember?"

Shan Jianming was stimulated by his doggy appearance, and couldn't help taking a step away.

"Yes, yes, as long as you remember. That's right, Xiaosan asked me to tell you that his mother will go over to take care of your daily life today. Don't, don't, it should be. When Xiaosan's hands are better, he It will let his mother go. Huh? Then I will let him listen to the phone. "

Xiao Zhang shrugged helplessly, Shan Jianming stepped forward bravely, approached the phone, and said with a trembling voice, "Hi, You, Mr. You!"

You Jinyi frowned: "Are you afraid of me?"

Shan Jianming froze, lowered her head and answered sullenly: "No."

You Jinyi was a little helpless, and sighed lightly: "Mr. Shan, I don't need your help." And" You Jinyi snorted, "I just want to sleep well now, you let your mother go. I'm not very good at talking with you. Getting along with the elderly may bump into her."

Shan Jianming was annoyed by his blunt irritability, so she stuck her neck and shouted into the phone: "Why do you always reject me! You don't want my mother, why not? I can do it myself, right?"

Looking at the phone that was hung up with a "snap", Xiao Zhang couldn't react while holding his mobile phone.

You Jinyi froze for a moment, his body leaning against the wall was exhausted, he rubbed the center of his brows helplessly, his head was buzzing, and his ears were ringing.You Jinyi really didn't have the energy to argue with him anymore.

After opening the door, You Jinyi went to lie down.After a while, he fell asleep.

Shan Ma got out of the elevator and walked into the top floor of Building Seventeen. She was surprised when she saw that it was an independent single-story apartment. No wonder there was no house number.

Politely rang the doorbell, huh?Why is the door open.

It can be seen how tired You Jinyi is, and he doesn't even have much defense, he just hopes that he won't be disturbed any more.

After picking up a place to put the gift, Shan’s mother was a little hesitant. On the way, she received a phone call from her son in a panic. The words revealed the owner’s impatience. Since his son didn’t want to go back, he would have to look at the face of the owner in the future. It's better to serve her carefully, so now she doesn't dare to act rashly.

When You Jinyi was tormented by the roar in his ears and woke up again, he saw a curly-haired aunt with a slightly fat body, sitting straight on the sofa in the living room with her back straight.

After stroking his forehead, You Jinyi fell back on the bed again.His parents died in an air crash when he was ten years old, and the old housekeeper went too because of his grief. Perhaps he couldn't bear it, and his elder brother didn't recruit a new housekeeper. In his memory, You Jinyi had no experience with the old man.When he was young, he focused on studying and didn't have much social experience. He really didn't know how to get along with the elderly, so now he can only pretend to sleep and leave the elderly rudely.

When Shan Jianming came, You Jinyi had already condemned himself to the extreme.Squinting to see the person half a head shorter than him blowing into his bedroom like a whirlwind, breathing a lot of air on his face, You Jinyi was not too harsh.

After Shan Jianming entered the door and saw You Jinyi's "quiet" sleeping face, he began to regret it, panting heavily, and walked out backwards, cursing himself in a low voice in annoyance as he walked: "Shan Jianming, why can't you stand being wronged so much, you deserve it .”

You Jinyi, who was pretending to sleep, listened with his ears up, a little puzzled, did I make you feel wronged?

The single mother was stunned when she saw her son rushing into You Jinyi's bedroom like a cannonball. At this moment, seeing him withdrawing dejectedly, she was a little speechless, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Mom taught you to forget everything? How can you just break into other people's boudoir at will? ?”

Shan Jianming was still nervous at first, but at this moment she just wanted to roll her eyes: "Mom, it's not casual, I went in after looking for several rooms."

Shan Ma nodded his forehead: "Baby boy. You didn't speak clearly on the phone. What's going on?"

Shan Jianming tilted her head: "Mom, I poked my temple."

Organized with a bitter face, Shan Jianming looked at his mother and hesitated to speak.At that time, I was in the company, my blood was on my head, and I rushed into Baldy Yu's office regardless: "I want to ask for leave!"

Bald Yu glanced at him, and he was right: "Go, your task recently is to take good care of Mr. You."

Xiao Zhang looked at Shan Jianming and rushed out with a dark face, and quickly blocked him: "Your mobile phone, mobile phone."

Shan Jianming stopped and stared at Xiao Zhang as if her acupuncture point had been tapped, and remained motionless.

Xiao Zhang trembled and stuffed the phone into his butt pocket.

Shan Jianming didn't think much about it, he took a taxi and killed him. In fact, cough, he just wanted to fight You Jinyi at that time.

The mother and son sat on the sofa in the living room for a while, Shan Jianming hesitated and hesitated, bit his lips, and moved away a little bit afraid of being beaten: "Mom, why don't you go back first? You, Mr. You, he is not very I like people of your age. And at this time of year, Uncle Liu’s house is busy too. Uncle Liu doesn’t say anything, but he still hopes that you will accompany him in his heart. Didn’t I think of you just because of an accident? What about a mother, how about you go home first?"

Shan Ma listened to him with a dark face, looked at the bedroom with the door open a few meters away, and said with emotion: "The rich family has many rules, son, why don't we pay for a nanny for him, and you go back to your hometown with Mom?" Rest for a few days?" After hesitating for a while, Shan Ma lowered her voice and said, "Let's not talk about it, this person probably won't care about it, and it will take half a year for him to recover, look at this..."

Shan Jianming interrupted with a calm expression: "Mom, the company appointed me to take care of him by name. I can't shirk my business. What's more..." Shan Jianming held his breath and stopped talking.

Shan Ma's eyes were red, and she held up Shan Jianming's hands: "Are you going to take care of him like this? No, I'll talk to him."

Shan Jianming hurriedly grabbed his mother with his elbow, and said in a low voice: "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. It is wrapped to prevent infection, you look serious, but in fact it will get better the day after tomorrow."

Shan Ma dubiously pulled his finger away to look, finally shook off his hand, sat down on the sofa, and said in a crying voice: "All of you, hey, I feel so uncomfortable, I can't breathe. No." After speaking, he thumped his chest.

Shan Jianming didn't know what to do, she just stood aside with a bitter face.

Shan's mother took one last look at Shan Jianming, patted her trouser legs and stood up, an orange in the fruit basket was brought to the ground: "Mom knows you don't want to go home, and so does Xiao Yi.", "Mom has gone back, take care of yourself And the family inside. Anyway, they also saved you."

As if he couldn't bear it, Shan Jianming raised his voice the moment his mother stepped out of the door, and cried out in a tearful tone: "Mom, don't be sad, I, I don't blame you for remarrying, and my brother and I don't blame you. I just don't know How do you face Uncle Liu who forced brother to go away?"

Shan Ma nodded behind his back: "Mom, I'm sorry for your brother. Good boy, treat yourself well, buy whatever you want to eat, and buy yourself some new clothes. I saw you wearing this one the year before last. Your brother I have saved all the money sent in the past few years. In the future, you will definitely have enough to ask for a wife, so don't be too stressed."

After finishing speaking, Shan Ma left, Shan Jianming squatted down, flipped the orange that had fallen on the wool blanket back and forth, wiped away the tears of disappointment, and sat on the sofa waiting for You Jinyi to wake up with a smell of potion on his face .

For some reason, You Jinyi fell into a deep sleep amidst the quarrel between the mother and son outside the door, and when he woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Shan Jianming waited left and right and almost fainted from hunger. Mr. You never woke up, and he didn't want to quarrel with him again, so he mobilized all his patience and waited for four hours.

Like a thief, he ate the small pieces in the fruit basket, and then shook the fruit basket to fill the gap.Shan Jianming rubbed his stomach and stared at the super-large black LCD TV, stared at it and began to pound rice, and then squinted after a while.

The author has something to say: I find that I can't write a protagonist who is not a virgin_(:з」∠)_The vision of Mr. You's house is probably like this, with the mood of the gods.But his sofa is also white, with a few silk-colored pillows.