Juliet Tower

Ordinary part-time workers couldn't stand Li Huijun's temper, so he ran away three times in just two months, and Qiao Yumian had no choice but to accept the reality of being blacklisted by several domestic service companies.

Li Huijun is not comparable to ordinary old people and children. Frontotemporal dementia is also different from senile dementia. It is a very debilitating disease that requires absolute tolerance and patience, and non-professionals are not competent.

However, the salary of professional nurses cannot be calculated according to the standard of domestic staff...

Fortunately, their house was successfully transferred to Qiao Zhe at a slightly lower market price.Xu Manman didn't raise any objections, maybe he did, but he didn't hold back her husband, or maybe it was for the sake of her daughter's future, the ultimate purpose of giving convenience to others is to give convenience to herself.

In the past two years, Qiao Yumian studied very hard, but the third year class was obviously rare. He used his spare time to travel all over the large and small care centers in the city, not to mention professional nursing homes, and the nursing homes with better conditions need to make an appointment in advance.

He has also seen a few of those that can be checked in with bags at any time. Not to mention the small rooms and incomplete facilities, the atmosphere is really daunting.

The old people gathered together in a daze, no one visited, and the accompanying staff made a fool of themselves.

Qiao Yumian stood in what they called the best room, vaguely hearing scolding and the sobbing of the old lady from the next door.

This is like going to jail, and it is a life sentence without parole.

He left without looking back. Li Huijun has tried his best to give him the best since he was a child, so it is impossible for him to make his mother's evening scene so miserable. No matter how long she can live, he also wants to give her the best.

So the only nursing institution specially set up for the elderly with dementia became his only option.

He took half a day to visit, and by the way, he was a temporary volunteer.This nursing home is not only equipped with professional medical care, but also has complete facilities, such as handrails without dead ends, activity rooms, recovery rooms, classrooms, and gardens.Every week, elementary or junior high school students organize visits to accompany the elderly to sing and play games.

He stayed for only a few hours, and many family members came in and out, some came to pick up the old man to go out to play, and some came to bring melons, fruits and snacks to visit. Everyone was smiling.

But he just wants money, and he just wants to earn it.

So he decisively left his contact information and was ready at any time.

It is not easy for third-year students to find a part-time job, and Qiao Yumian has been busy for half a month without getting anything.That's right, even the competition for fresh graduates is so fierce, not to mention he hasn't graduated yet.

The city center is always crowded with people, and he drifted with the crowd in frustration, and the buildings were denser and denser, until the vibration of the mobile phone slowed him down.

"Hello? Qiao Yumian." It was Yu Ying.

"Auntie."

"Why are you so noisy there?" The other party unconsciously raised his voice.

Qiao Yumian looked around, turned into a corner, and the traffic noise on the main road became quieter: "Can you hear clearly, auntie?"

"Hey, that's fine. Have you found a new escort recently? Should you ask the neighbors to help?" Yu Ying always cared about their mother and child.

"Not yet, just trouble the aunt downstairs to go to the house every noon and evening to take a look." The nursing home is scheduled for at least half a year to a year, and he has been struggling with this matter recently.

"That's just right. Zhuo Yi's uncle's mother passed away recently. His family's escort said that he was very good. I was from the same town as your mother and I. A few years ago, he accompanied his son to college. Patient. She just found a job as an escort at night, and I thought that your mother also needs to accompany her in the afternoon to have a look and cook some simple meals, so I asked for you. "

"...Well, what's her price? I asked the hospital escort, it costs 150 to 200 for an eight-hour shift..."

"Oh, it doesn't cost that much. Those like your mother who are able to take care of themselves don't need to be so expensive. She just makes an extra light one. 50 yuan for five hours a day is enough."

Qiao Yumian froze for a while, hung up the phone and found a flower shop in front of her, which looked familiar.

Three years later, the interior of the shop seemed to have remained unchanged, including the florist. He recognized at a glance that it was the man who had wrapped a bunch of Juliettes for him. He still had long, smooth hair tied into a ponytail and wrapped around the neck of an apron. The lanyard at the back is pressing down, and he is concentrating on manually thorning the rose.

The process of wrapping flowers is very simple, but there is an inexplicable sense of tranquility that slows down time.Everything around is gradually blurred, the floor-to-ceiling windows reflect the sky in the gaps between the buildings, and the thin clouds slowly pass by, creating a strong contrast with the never-ending traffic in the peripheral vision.

Qiao Yumian leaned against the wall and watched for a long time, until the bouquet took shape, the florist suddenly raised his head and looked back at him.

He felt a little embarrassed, and was about to leave, but the man went straight to the door and pushed open the glass door: "Wait a minute." The other party returned to the fresh flower cabinet, pulled out something and walked back to him, "I remember you Do you like this?"

……

An orange-pink Juliette with a much larger flower than he'd seen before, with a single head.

He stretched out his hand in surprise: "You...remember me?" Qiao Yumian touched the thorn of the rose.

"I remember. Your face hasn't changed much." Those eyes looked Qiao Yumian up and down, "But you have grown up a lot. The last time I saw you, you felt like a child, but now you are an adult."

Only when he got closer did Qiao Yumian notice that his white eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes. At the same time, the other party thumped his shoulders tiredly and invited him: "It's okay, come in and have a seat."

Qiao Yumian followed up by accident, and asked silently: "The flower shop...is it hard work?"

"Seven days a week, wake up at four in the morning and return at ten in the evening. Is it hard?" The other party poured him a cup of herbal tea.

He wondered if all the temperaments that love to play with flowers and plants are so gentle and easy to get close to, such as Mr. Liu, the dormitory supervisor in high school, such as the strange florist in front of him who invited him to drink tea and gave him a flower without even asking his name .

"...Is there no one on shift?" Qiao Yumian took a sip of tea, which smelled like herbs, which made people relax unconsciously.

"Doing this looks beautiful, but it is actually very tiring. I have hired a few people in the past few years. I dare not make them too hard for the girls. I have to do the heavy work by myself. Boys feel that being this mother is embarrassing. Always Do it for a while and then resign.”

"So do you accept part-time jobs?" I didn't think much about this.Qiao Yumian realized something was wrong after finishing speaking, and he was a little frustrated when he hit a wall again and again, the other party looked at him in surprise.

"Sorry...I..." He awkwardly rubbed the teacup with a beautiful curvature.

"Are you interested in this?" The other party interrupted him with a smile, and asked with great interest, "How old is this year?"

"...20 years old. I'm interested, I like flowers." Qiao Yumian replied honestly, "But I didn't think about doing this before, I just passed by. I'm looking for a part-time job these days, and I want to find someone related to my major. It's coming...not going well."

"20 years old, sophomore or junior? Why are you so anxious to find a part-time job?"

"Junior." He pondered for a while, "It needs money, and there are relatively few classes in the third year. Although there are work-study positions in the school, the salary is low, only about 1200 yuan a month."

"Is that so...do you need money?" They were chatting, when suddenly there was a buzzing sound from the drawer at the cash register, and the other party took out his phone and stuck out his tongue, "There is a new order."

Qiao Yumian felt disturbed and got up quickly.

"Wait, add WeChat. I'll chat with you after work." The man shook his phone and showed him a QR code to scan.

They quickly passed the friend application, and their WeChat nicknames were average.

florescence. Shi Lin

At a glance, it is known that it is composed of the store name and the real name.

"Your name is Qiao Yumian?" The other party raised his head.

Qiao Yumian's major course selection in his junior year was concentrated from Monday to Thursday. After seeing Li Huijun for dinner on Friday morning, he rushed to the flower shop to help out, and worked for the whole weekend.

Shi Lin praised him for his dexterity, and after a few weekends, all the bouquets without special requirements were handed over to him.

It's just that the intensity of this job is indeed higher than he imagined. He has to arrive at the store at six o'clock in the morning to start boring and tedious preparations, and he has to stay up all night during festivals. If he doesn't pay attention, he will hurt himself.After half a year of repeated damage and healing, he squeezed his thin callused fingers, feeling a bit like the violinist back then.

"I ordered flowers yesterday, and I made an appointment today..."

When the girl opened the door and came in, Qiao Yumian had just packed a bouquet of blue tulips.

He raised his head according to the information and asked, "Su Rui is the one who ordered the flowers, right? I ran out of dark blue kraft paper, so I replaced it with Han Shu paper of the same color for you...Uh, are you listening?"

The girl frowned and stared at his face without any reaction.

Qiao Yumian looked at the boss who was checking the leaves at the cash register with some embarrassment.

Shi Lin came over to make a rescue: "May I ask if you are dissatisfied? We can adjust it right away..."

"You don't remember me?" The girl curled her lips, "We have met..."

When Shi Lin heard these words, he backed away immediately, for fear of being involved in an emotional dispute.

Qiao Yumian looked at the strange girl in confusion, she was pretty, but had they seen each other?Is it... Which senior sister who has graduated?

"I really don't remember at all..." The other party's frustration was visible to the naked eye, while Shi Lin turned around and walked away, he tapped his foot and whispered to him mysteriously, "An Jiayu's boyfriend?"

Qiao Yumian shuddered all over, and finally recognized the girl in front of her.

The author says:

Ah, miss him, you guys.