Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

I don't know if it's because they haven't seen each other since the last quarrel, everyone subconsciously accelerated the speed of cooking, and finished eating in three or two strokes.

Just after dinner here, Jian Anran was pulled onto the sofa seamlessly, and she ate another apple.

The TV at this point only has news broadcasts. After watching the recent major events in silence, Jian Anran insisted on watching the weather forecast again, and then she stood up:

"I'm going back to school first."

"Why did you go back?" Yang Yahui hurriedly stood up, "It's winter, and it's very cold at night. You should stay at home for one night, and you will have time to go to class tomorrow."

Jian Anran declined, "I don't have my things at home, so it's inconvenient."

"Why not? There are things to wash, and there are still your old clothes in the closet. You go to take a shower, and I will take them down for you later." Yang Yahui seemed to have a kind of enthusiasm beyond her own character.

Since she was a child, Jian Anran's self-evaluation was: independent, because her mother Yang Yahui is not the kind of person who will always worry about her children.

From the beginning, I have the impression that I put on my own clothes, comb my hair, organize and clean the room by myself, and even Jian Anran, who just entered the first grade, would drag a mattress heavier than herself to change the sheets and quilt covers. It seems that everything within her power is done by herself. Yes, Yang Yahui offered to help her get things now, which really surprised her.

"No need, it's too troublesome, I'd better go first, I'll have to take the night bus later." Jian Anran declined again.

Today's meal was embarrassing, and she couldn't imagine how uncomfortable she would be if she stayed for one night.As she spoke, she got up and walked towards the entrance, only then did Yang Yahui quickly catch up.

After putting on her shoes, Jian Anran picked up the bag she put on the shoe cabinet, "I'm leaving first." She also yelled in the direction of Jian Shaobo and Jian Anjie in the living room.

"Anran..." Yang Yahui's eyes flickered, she opened her mouth many times as if she wanted to say something but didn't say it.

"What?" She was about to open the door when Yang Yahui reached out and stopped her.

"Little Jie," Yang Yahui turned her head towards the sofa, "Go to the room to do your homework, and remember to close the door."

Seeing Yang Yahui deliberately dismissing Jian Anjie, Jian Anran immediately sensed that something was wrong. She didn't ask until the sound of Jian Anjie closing the door came from the corridor, "What are you going to do?"

"This is not..." Yang Yahui faltered, subconsciously gestured to Jian Shaobo's eyes, and the other party immediately lowered his head after seeing it, as if he suddenly began to seriously study something in the phone.

Seeing that Jian Shaobo was hopeless, Yang Yahui sighed, "Recently, the waterproofing on the roof of the building has started to age, and when it rains, it leaks all over the corridor, and there is also Xiaojie School, which needs to prepay for the next semester's programming class." I haven't seen her for a long time, and I heard that their old sisters are drinking imported milk powder now."

"What?" Jian Anran blurted out without reacting, "So?"

"A sum of [-], [-], and [-]. See if you can transfer it to me for turnover first. Your father's business has been difficult recently. Before the end of the year, the account will be closed. If you don't come back, the family won't be able to come up with so much cash for a while."

When they finally started talking about money, Jian Anran subconsciously felt a little wary.

Nineteen thousand plus forty-five thousand, plus six thousand, is seventy thousand.

"How do you know?" She pushed away Yang Yahui and held her hand tightly.

Yang Yahui's expression was a little unnatural, "Know what?"

"You clearly know what I'm talking about," Jian Anran frowned, "The sum of these three sums of money is just my latest income, isn't it?"

"What? Is it such a coincidence? Then it's really a coincidence, just to solve the family's urgent need!" Yang Yahui's smile is extremely strange, and her acting skills are extremely poor.

"Wait!" She seemed to have just realized, "So I said before that my mobile phone can't receive consumption information. The excuse you made at that time was a lie?"

Jian Anran applied for her first bank card when she was just 16 years old. At that time, she couldn't receive SMS reminders. Jian Anran repeatedly mentioned it to Yang Yahui and asked her to take herself to the bank to ask.Yang Yahui told her at the time that the bank's SMS fee is three yuan a month, so it is better to use the WeChat official account to receive reminders, which can save the money.

"So the matter of saving money is a lie?" Jian Anran looked incredulous, "The text messages have always been sent to you?"

Knowing that the matter had been revealed and she couldn't hide it anymore, Yang Yahui nodded and admitted, "I'm afraid you will be cheated. It's safe to send me a text message."

"What are you cheated of? Are you afraid of being scammed by a scammer to take away the 300 yuan in my bank card?"

Before that, she also used the excuse of anti-fraud. Once Jian Anran’s card exceeds 300 yuan, Yang Yahui will transfer it away. The good name is: "You are still young and ignorant, I will save it for you first."

It was the exact same excuse that she used to get her red envelopes during the Spring Festival every year. Later, she always insisted that her parents had raised her for so many years. Even though Jian Anran knew it well, she didn't say anything, and handed in all the red envelopes as usual.

"So why do you want 7 yuan?" She asked immediately, "Does the roof really need to be repaired? And Jian Anjie's class is really so expensive? Why does imported milk powder cost [-] yuan? Are you planning to wholesale?"

A series of questions made Yang Yahui speechless for a while, she turned her head again and cast Jian Shaobo's help-seeking gaze, he had already run to the balcony and started smoking.

"Still." Even Jian Anran herself was unwilling to say what she wanted to say next, "Because I have a total of 7 yuan in my pocket, so you must take it all?"

"I'm still your accessory when I'm 23? You can't see a penny in my pocket?"

She even wanted to question, why did she send Jian Anjie away just now, because she was afraid that he would find out that her parents were miserable?Or is he afraid that he will find out that he will soon be like his sister, who will belong to his parents until death?

From Yang Yahui looking at Jian Shaobo frequently just now, Jian Anran immediately understood——

Asking her for money was not exactly what Jian Shaobo meant.She has seen the words and deeds of her parents since she was a child. Things that she couldn't understand when she was a child, she will naturally understand when she grows up.

Although Yang Yahui behaves in a hurry, and seems to be very aggressive and in charge of all the household affairs, big and small, in fact, the right to speak in this family is ultimately in the hands of Jian Shaobo.

Jian Shaobo never said what he wanted to say or do, and he always moved his fingers. Yang Yahui, the marionette, hurried forward.

He has never said a word. If Yang Yahui does well, then the prosperity of this family is the result of his hard work. If Yang Yahui does not go well, he can blame him for the failure of the family." Can't make money" on his wife.

Jian Anran has always been ptsd about such silence.