I come from the world of punishment

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Ever since, one day... two days... three days have passed...

"Ah... I suddenly feel that rotating regions every day is not a good decision." Luo Huai certainly knows that this kind of thing that takes time to ferment cannot be rushed. The sign is also hung in the east, and people will definitely see it every day. .

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When he told the doctor about this speculation, the doctor said he didn't understand, but was shocked and suggested that he go to the psychiatric department downstairs.

In short, the hospital could not find the cause. Later, his mother brought him special medicine from abroad, and the condition was under control. As long as he took medicine regularly, he would not have an attack.

"I must have not had a good rest last night. I was too tired. It's all Jiang Yubai's fault. He insisted on coming to my room to play games in the middle of the night..."

Although he said this, his heart felt heavy because Zhang Yuanqing knew that the effect of the medicine was beginning to weaken and his illness was getting worse.

"The dose of medicine will need to be increased in the future..." Zhang Yuanqing put on his cotton slippers, came to the window, and opened the curtain with a 'swipe'.

Sunlight rushes in, filling the room.

In April in Songhai City, the spring scenery is bright and the oncoming morning breeze is cool and comfortable.

"Boom!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and grandma shouted outside the door:

"Motoko, wake up."

"I can't afford it!" Zhang Yuanqing refused ruthlessly. He wanted to go back to sleep.

Spring is beautiful and it’s the weekend. Wouldn’t it be a waste of life not to sleep in?

"Give you three minutes. If you don't get up, I'll wake you up."

Grandma was even more ruthless.

"I know, I know..." Zhang Yuanqing immediately surrendered.

He knew that his grumpy grandmother was really capable of such a thing.

When Zhang Yuanqing was still in elementary school, his father died in a car accident. His strong-willed mother did not remarry and took her son back to Songhai to settle down, leaving him in the care of his grandparents.

She plunged into her career and became a strong woman praised by her relatives. Junqu Pavilion

Later, her mother bought a house herself, but Zhang Yuanqing didn't like the empty flat floor, so she still lived with her grandparents.

Anyway, my mother leaves early and comes back late every day. She goes on business trips every now and then. She focuses on her career. Even if she doesn’t work overtime on weekends, she still orders takeout when it’s time for meals.

What he said most to his son was, "If you have enough money, you have to tell your mother if you don't have enough." A strong woman mother who can satisfy you financially sounds very good. Download the Aiyue Novel app and read for free without ads

But Zhang Yuanqing always smiled and said to his mother: The pocket money given by grandma and aunt is enough.

Well, there is also my aunt.

The woman who insisted on coming to his room to play games last night was his aunt.

Zhang Yuanqing yawned, turned on the bedroom door handle, and came to the living room.

The house in my grandmother's house has an area of ​​150 square meters including the shared area. When he sold his old house to buy this new house, Zhang Yuanqing remembered that it cost more than 40,000 yuan per square meter.

Six or seven years later, the house price in this community has now risen to 110,000 yuan per square meter, nearly tripling.

Fortunately, his grandfather had the foresight to change it to the old house. Zhang Yuanqing could only sleep in the living room. After all, he had grown up and could no longer sleep with his aunt.

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