Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

"What can I do?" Jian Anran said to the other end of the phone, "Didn't you let me go back for a meal a few days ago? You don't want me to go back?"

"Why are you talking so aggressively, kid!" Her mother, Yang Yahui, raised her voice in an instant, "Is this how we taught you? Did you talk to your teachers like this at school? You plan to talk to leaders like this when you leave the society. ? When I saw..."

Yang Yahui hadn't finished her sentence yet, a sense of irritability spontaneously arose in her heart, Jian Anran was a little impatient, subconsciously gave a slight "tsk", and Yang Yahui on the other end of the phone caught it all at once.

"What? I have raised you for more than twenty years. My family used to be so hard. For you, I still endured it. I was not willing to buy more than two taels of meat. I wanted to save it and buy you some milk powder diapers, and dragged you to It’s so big, can’t you just say a few words?”

Speaking of the difficult years before, Yang Yahui has something to say again.Knowing that her mother always wanted to talk about topics such as "what we do for you", "why do we do because of you", Jian Anran hurriedly stopped.

"I'll be back on Thursday afternoon, still busy, and that's it."

The phone was like a hot potato, Jian Anran hurriedly took it from her ear, the voice in the receiver was still outputting uninterruptedly, she hung up the phone hastily.

Before returning home, she already felt that the storm was coming, and Jian Anran couldn't imagine how she would have to face the storm when she went back.

"Did something happen in the office?" Ning Beibei asked impatiently when she saw Jian Anran coming in from the door.

She shook her head and tried to force a smile from the corner of her mouth, "It's from my senior sister, asking me if a file is on file, and I just instructed her on the phone which folder to go to."

"That's it," Ning Beibei said casually, "You guys have worked hard enough on the project."

……

Jane Anran didn't have classes all day on Thursday, probably because she was a little bit resistant, she still waited until after four o'clock in the afternoon before taking the bus home.

At that time, when she heard that they cut off her living expenses, Jian Anran was also in a hurry, so she blocked all the chat methods of her parents in the past six months. She didn't know whether they contacted her again, but only Jane An Jie sent her a WeChat message more than a month ago:
【Jian Anjie: Sister, when will you come back】

There was only this one in the dialog box, I don't know if he wanted to post it himself, or his parents ordered him to post it, but Jian Anran still didn't reply in the end.

The scenes of the past seemed to be still in front of her eyes, she took out her phone distractedly, and opened the bank's app——

One, two, three, four, five, five digits, number seven followed by four zeros, this is the first time that Jane Anran has received such a huge sum of money.

The footsteps stopped at the familiar green door of the unit, and when I looked up, I could see that the balcony of their house had started to light up.Taking out the access control card from her bag, Jian Anran walked straight into this familiar but suddenly unfamiliar corridor.

"An Ran, why haven't I seen you recently?" He ran into Grandma Wang who lived on the first floor.

Jian Anran smiled awkwardly, "Recently, I've been busy studying, and I've been living in school."

"That's it, you are the hardest working child in our unit, you must study hard!" After exchanging a few words with Grandma Wang on the first floor, Jian Anran went upstairs again.

When she arrived at the door, she was about to take out the keys in her pocket, but after a moment of hesitation, her hand was still hanging in the air——

Shall I ring the doorbell?Or should I just take the key?

"Xiaojie, go and set the dishes! Your sister should be here soon!" The sound insulation of the corridor is not good, and she heard Yang Yahui's voice from the kitchen when she was standing at the door.

"Ding-dong-"

"Look! As I just said, it's here, Xiao Jie, go and open the door!"

Old-fashioned suites usually have two doors per door frame. As soon as the inner floor was opened, Jian Anran met Jian Anjie's somewhat jerky eyes.

The moment the anti-theft door was pushed open, Jian Anjie hesitated for a moment, but still called out in a low voice, "Sister."

After a moment of "hmm", Jian Anran handed out the bag in her hand. It was dried pork that she bought opposite the barbecue shop yesterday. Both Jian Anjie and her father Jian Shaobo liked it very much.

Just after taking off her sneakers, her previous slippers had been arranged at some point, so Jian Anran put them on, and when she walked to the restaurant, Yang Yahui was still busy in the kitchen.

"An Ran, you're back! Go watch TV with your dad on the sofa, dinner will be ready soon."

Different from the tone on the phone, Yang Yahui's attitude today is very good, even a little polite, Jian Anran has a feeling that she is a guest.

Jian Shaobo was watching the replay of the classic TV series on the sofa, and when he saw Jian Anran, he just casually said, "You're back, let's go on winter vacation soon." After she responded, the father and daughter fell into silence again.

The position in the middle of the sofa is like a galaxy, with Jian Anran and Jian Shaobo at one end and the other at the other end.

"It's time to eat, come and eat!" Yang Yahui's voice instantly rescued the two of them.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw that the dishes on the table were steaming, walking towards the restaurant, Jian Anran could clearly notice that there were several more dishes on the table than usual.

It's not the standard for their family to eat by themselves, it's like——

To entertain guests.

"Hurry up and get something to cushion it!" Yang Yahui walked out of the kitchen with small steps, holding the soup in her hand, "It's scalding to death!"

Jian Anjie hurriedly took out a stack of newspapers from the sideboard and placed them in the middle of the dining table.

"I specially cooked clam soup." Yang Yahui didn't know that the kitchen had been in the kitchen for too long, and her face was flushed with heat, "Your favorite food."

Clams... Soup, Jian Anran just smiled reluctantly and didn't say anything.

At the dinner table, Jian Shaobo remained silent as always, but Jian Anjie seemed very curious about Jian Anran. It seemed that she was holding back something to say, and Yang Yahui was asking questions throughout the whole process, "Is there a lot of academic pressure?" Starting to look for an internship?" and "How are you doing with your friends?".

The last sentence seemed to be knocking on the relationship between Wen Siheng and her. Jian Anran pretended not to understand, and specially replied: "Of course Ning Beibei and I are fine." Yang Yahui didn't ask any more questions after listening, but just smiled awkwardly laugh.

"By the way," Yang Yahui said suddenly after a moment of silence, "I've been looking for a job at the People's Hospital since last week."

"Work?" Jian Anran was a little surprised.

Jian Shaobo, who has a strong desire for control, has not allowed Yang Yahui to go out to work since he got married.Since Jian Anran could remember, she had heard several times that Yang Yahui wanted to go out to work, and the final result was that her parents had a big fight, and nothing happened.

She subconsciously looked at Jian Shaobo, who seemed to finally have no objection to Yang Yahui's work this time, and remained silent.