Mysterious president, get away from me!

Jianning allowed her to complain. She didn't reply or explain. She just squatted there silently, cleaned the dishes and chopsticks neatly, put them in the boiling water pot and disinfected them. Finally, she took them out and put them in the fat woman's hand for her to take.

"I have to serve your paralyzed uncle and set up a stall every day. I'm so tired that I can't even eat a hot meal. Tell me, who am I for..."

This fat woman, Ma Shufang, is Jianning's aunt. Once she complains, she will go on and on. She says that she doesn't take any heavy samples for several hours in a row. The most important thing is that she complains and works at the same time, which will never delay her business. Although she is a little fat, she is very nimble. Otherwise, it is impossible to prop up the stall by herself.

While listening to her complaints, Jianning worked silently, cleaning the table, washing dishes, serving the guests and collecting money. She was very skilled. She was busy until about ten o'clock. There were fewer guests and some stall owners had begun to close up.

Ma Shufang turned off the gas, glanced at Jianning and said, "go back first. I'll wait another half an hour."

Jenning nodded. "Auntie, if you can't do it alone, call me and I'll pick you up."

"I know," Ma Shufang waved impatiently, "don't you still have work to do? Hurry back. "

Jane rather laughed. "I'll go first. Be careful."

Jianning and her aunt and uncle live in a very old small building with six floors and twelve families. The building was built more than ten years ago. The corridor was dirty and dark. She climbed two floors, stopped at an iron door on the third floor, took out the key from her pocket and opened the door.

When she got home, she put her briefcase on the tea table, and then came to the master bedroom. The room was dark. She turned on the light, looked at the skinny man lying on the bed, and said with a smile, "uncle, I'm back."

"Back?" He Zhigang's thin fingers lifted, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, "have you eaten yet?"

"I've already had it." As she answered, she went to the bed, lifted him up, put his back on the bed, and said softly, "uncle, do you want some water?"

Before Ma Shufang went out to set up a stall, he poured a glass of water and put it on the bedside table. He Zhigang was able to reach it. However, he was at home alone and couldn't go to the toilet because he drank too much water. Therefore, every time there was no one at home, he was thirsty and refused to take a drink.

The first thing Jianning does when she comes home every day is to visit her uncle, feed him water, or take him to the toilet.

Seeing that he nodded, she immediately picked up the thermos, poured a little hot water into the water cup, made sure the water temperature was moderate, and then fed the cup to his mouth, "come on, be careful."

After drinking the water, Jianning takes the skinny he Zhigang to the toilet and serves him to urinate. In her eyes, her uncle is her close relative, and there is no distinction between men and women. She still remembers that when she was 21 years old, she was a senior, took advantage of the winter vacation to find a part-time job, and came home from work at night. She found that her uncle wanted to urinate, and her face turned red. She proposed to take him to the toilet, but her uncle refused, My uncle peed on the bed. My aunt set up a stall to complain. My uncle was too ashamed to speak for a long time.

Jianning looked at her strong uncle, who shouldered the heavy responsibility of supporting her family, and became a person who needed help when she went to the toilet. She was really sad and distressed. Next time, when her uncle was in a hurry, she insisted on holding him to the toilet regardless of his opposition. She turned her head, listened to the clatter of water, clenched her lips and wept silently.

When she put her uncle back on the bed, she found that his eyes were red and he had cried.

My uncle once said more than once, "Xiao Ning, I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for your aunt. Now I'm your burden..."

Every time, hearing his words, Jianning would hold his shoulder and smile sweetly, "uncle, you said stupid things again. In your life, the only one who is sorry is yourself. My aunt and I are both voluntary. If it wasn't for you, I would be an orphan on the street now. Uncle, thank you for taking me and giving me a home."

At this time, his uncle would be full of tears, and he would still say sorry to her and her aunt.

Occasionally, when Ma Shufang hears such words, she complains angrily, "yes, you're sorry for me. I'm sorry for Xiaoning. Now that you know that you're not living well, you can happily accompany us for a few more days. What do you want to do all day long?"

He Zhigang once wanted to end himself and free Jianning and Ma Shufang. One day, while they were not at home, he rolled down from the bed and moved to the kitchen. He felt a kitchen knife and cut a hole in his wrist. Blood was dripping all over the ground. Jianning came back from work and saw he Zhigang lying in a pool of blood, motionless, He was so scared that his heart almost stopped. He screamed in a pale voice, alerted his neighbors, called an ambulance, and then rescued he Zhigang from the gate of death.

Afterwards, Jianning knelt down in front of he Zhigang's hospital bed and cried, begging him not to die. She said, "uncle, if you die, I will die with you. Anyway, I have no parents, and it's meaningless to live..."

He Zhigang looks at Jianning, who is kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly. He also wipes his tears, but he also stops thinking of suicide. He knows that Jianning is a resolute and sincere child. She does what she says. If he breaks up with himself, she will go with him. How can he bear to be such a sensible child.

In addition, after Jianning put he Zhigang on the bed, he Zhigang said, "Xiaoning, go to work, don't worry about me, finish the work quickly and have a rest early."

Jenning smiles and says, "I've moved the computer here. If you need anything, I can hear you when you call me."

He Zhigang sighed, "good."

Lying in bed all day, looking at the ceiling, he was very lonely. He also wanted someone to accompany him.

Soon, Jianning moved her laptop, which she bought from the second-hand computer market and has been using for three years. She put the computer on the desk at the head of the bed, and then moved a small bench. After turning on the computer, she turned to he Zhigang and said with a smile, "uncle, I'll play music for you."

"It won't affect you, will it?"

"No, I sometimes write novels and listen to music at the same time."

"That's fine. It doesn't matter."

Jianning smiles and turns on the music player. The soft classical music flows slowly, just like the warm sunshine, dispelling the cold and damp in the room.

She quickly entered the state, eyes seriously staring at the computer screen, fingers skillfully typing on the keyboard, the document immediately appeared a line of writing.

He Zhigang turns his head and looks at his niece who works hard. A kind smile appears on his thin face. He has no children in his whole life. He always treats the daughter left by his elder sister and brother-in-law as his own daughter. He originally wanted to provide her with a good living environment and learning environment to raise her. However, he has no skills and can only work in construction sites, An accident, injured, paralyzed in bed, the home on Xiaoning and Shufang prop up.

Thinking of this, he Zhigang's eyes burst into tears. He sighed helplessly and painfully. Why don't you take away his life soon, so that they can be free.

"Uncle, what's the matter? What's wrong? " Hearing his sigh, Jianning quickly put down her work and asked with concern.

"It's OK. You can work quickly."

Jane was not at ease. "You must tell me what's wrong with you."

"I know. I'm really OK. I'm just tired of lying down... OK, you can work quickly, finish work early and have a rest early... You work in the daytime and work at night, even the iron man can't stand it..."