After that, Meng Jingtong was of course ridiculed by Li Jiaojiao for another ten minutes. After hanging up the phone, he got out of bed, took a shower and went to bed, almost fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.
When I woke up in the early morning, the blank chat window on WeChat left only a lonely transfer record.Meng Jingtong collected the money, cleared the chat history again, and cut it out to take a look at the balance.
In order to avoid thinking too much from her mother and sister, Meng Jingtong never gave them too much money in one breath, and they were all given 51,000 yuan. It would be enough for Meng Jinghua to do dialysis and not to over-restrain her food and drink. Meng Jingtong had the remaining money on WeChat, and she was ready to save enough money for Meng Jinghua to get kidney transplants in one breath.
At first, Li Jiaojiao didn't look for him much, as if she only treated him as a dessert after meals. Meng Jingtong knew that there must be other opposite sex around her, because once when they were talking on the phone, he heard the voices of other men.
But the relationship between them was so strange, based on money, but it did what Meng Jingtong once thought he could only do with his lover.
When they called, Li Jiaojiao would act coquettishly with him. On the contrary, she asked him to coax her, but in fact she was coaxing him to say something stingy. Meng Jingtong had resisted without any room for anything, but she couldn't help but feel softened after many times.
Li Jiaojiao seemed to be greedy step by step, bit by bit, and finally, she successfully let him turn on the video last night, carrying a roommate on her back, and masturbating while watching her lewd look.
He got out of bed before he swallowed himself again.
Today is the weekend. He was reminded by Li Jiaojiao yesterday and remembered that the Mid-Autumn Festival was celebrated a few days ago. He originally promised to go to the hospital to celebrate the festival with her before Meng Jinghua was admitted to the hospital.
Meng Jinghua has always been sensible. He probably knew that he had forgotten and didn't urge him, but he couldn't take it as if it wasn't.
Meng Jingtong washed up briefly and left the school gate, bought moon cakes, grapefruits and Meng Jinghua's favorite mung bean cakes, and then went to the city's No. 1 Hospital.
Meng Jinghua was transferred to the hospital half a month ago. Meng Jingtong was really worried that her sister stayed in the town hospital for treatment with poor sanitation conditions. She insisted that her mother took her out of that small place and settled here with the help of the teacher.
After entering the door, Meng Jinghua was eating buns with soy milk. After seeing Meng Jingtong coming, she opened her eyes wide and her face was full of incredible: Brother, why are you here!
My mother was originally helping Meng Jinghua wash her clothes in the toilet, but when she heard Meng Jinghua's voice, she hurriedly walked out. She didn't have time to wipe her hands, and the rough back of her hands were covered with soap bubbles.
Jingtong, no matter how you come, you won’t make a phone call. I can go downstairs to pick you up, but fortunately you have a good mind, so you came here and recognized the door...
The woman's originally tense eyebrows stretched out when she saw Meng Jingtong: Have you had breakfast?There are a lot of food here, but it's rich, and I have everything I want to eat. I'll buy some for you.
It’s okay, mom, I can buy everything in the school cafeteria, I have eaten it.Meng Jingtong put the thing on the bedside table next to the hospital bed and looked at her mother again: Mom, you can rest for a while, I'll do it.
No, no, I've washed halfway. You can chat with Jinghua. She said she was bored in the hospital every day.The woman looked at her gentle son with heartache. I also found a job recently. Don’t work too hard. Just learn well. My mother will find a way to do Jinghua’s business.
Mom, I know.Meng Jingtong nodded: Don’t worry.
Brother, I thought you forgot to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with me.Meng Jinghua took off the meat bun in a few bites, and then sat upright on the bed with a smile, facing the swelling and struggling: A few days ago, my mother bought me a moon cake, lotus paste and egg yolk, it was so delicious that I even ate your portion.
I also bought lotus paste mooncakes today, and the mung bean cakes you like.Meng Jingtong seemed to be able to let go of the distance he used to protect himself at this time, and a gentle light floated in her eyes.
He picked two items in the bag for Meng Jinghua, and stood up to see her infusion sheet. Meng Jinghua's edema was even worse than he thought. He also talked with the teacher a few days ago, and the situation seemed not very optimistic.
Brother, do you still remember the Mid-Autumn Festival last year?Meng Jinghua opened the packaging of the mung bean cake and took a bite from it. He raised his neck and smiled at Meng Jingtong: It was the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day. Then you rarely come back when you have time and brought me a beef-flavored mooncake. He said that people are popular with this now. My God, that's really unpalatable...
She was still laughing while saying that, and she let out a silly laugh: Then I couldn't eat it after taking a bite, and I didn't dare let my mother see me wasting things, so she tricked the bear boy next door to eat it. As a result, after the bear boy took it, he slept beside the big tree at the entrance of the village and vomited hahahahahaha!
Is there such a thing?Meng Jingtong didn’t know that there was such a story behind the mooncake. She put down the infusion sheet and sat back again. She held up her sister’s hand and looked at it for a while: If it’s really not delicious in the future, throw it away. Don’t be afraid of wasting it, do you know?
Meng Jinghua's hands are very rough, with particularly thick fingers. His palms are covered with calluses because they do housework all year round, so thick that they look more like a man than Meng Jingtong.
But when he was able to study in the high school in the town, it was Meng Jinghua's hands.
Well, of course I know now.Meng Jinghua nodded vigorously, his mouth was still grinning, but his eyes were slightly red: So brother, when can we go home?I kind of missed the big tree at the entrance of the village, and I kind of missed the bear boy next door.
Meng Jingtong gently held her sister's hand and nodded: I will be able to go home soon, stay for a while, let's go home together.
He will definitely collect all the money to give her kidney exchange as soon as possible.
must.
When I woke up in the early morning, the blank chat window on WeChat left only a lonely transfer record.Meng Jingtong collected the money, cleared the chat history again, and cut it out to take a look at the balance.
In order to avoid thinking too much from her mother and sister, Meng Jingtong never gave them too much money in one breath, and they were all given 51,000 yuan. It would be enough for Meng Jinghua to do dialysis and not to over-restrain her food and drink. Meng Jingtong had the remaining money on WeChat, and she was ready to save enough money for Meng Jinghua to get kidney transplants in one breath.
At first, Li Jiaojiao didn't look for him much, as if she only treated him as a dessert after meals. Meng Jingtong knew that there must be other opposite sex around her, because once when they were talking on the phone, he heard the voices of other men.
But the relationship between them was so strange, based on money, but it did what Meng Jingtong once thought he could only do with his lover.
When they called, Li Jiaojiao would act coquettishly with him. On the contrary, she asked him to coax her, but in fact she was coaxing him to say something stingy. Meng Jingtong had resisted without any room for anything, but she couldn't help but feel softened after many times.
Li Jiaojiao seemed to be greedy step by step, bit by bit, and finally, she successfully let him turn on the video last night, carrying a roommate on her back, and masturbating while watching her lewd look.
He got out of bed before he swallowed himself again.
Today is the weekend. He was reminded by Li Jiaojiao yesterday and remembered that the Mid-Autumn Festival was celebrated a few days ago. He originally promised to go to the hospital to celebrate the festival with her before Meng Jinghua was admitted to the hospital.
Meng Jinghua has always been sensible. He probably knew that he had forgotten and didn't urge him, but he couldn't take it as if it wasn't.
Meng Jingtong washed up briefly and left the school gate, bought moon cakes, grapefruits and Meng Jinghua's favorite mung bean cakes, and then went to the city's No. 1 Hospital.
Meng Jinghua was transferred to the hospital half a month ago. Meng Jingtong was really worried that her sister stayed in the town hospital for treatment with poor sanitation conditions. She insisted that her mother took her out of that small place and settled here with the help of the teacher.
After entering the door, Meng Jinghua was eating buns with soy milk. After seeing Meng Jingtong coming, she opened her eyes wide and her face was full of incredible: Brother, why are you here!
My mother was originally helping Meng Jinghua wash her clothes in the toilet, but when she heard Meng Jinghua's voice, she hurriedly walked out. She didn't have time to wipe her hands, and the rough back of her hands were covered with soap bubbles.
Jingtong, no matter how you come, you won’t make a phone call. I can go downstairs to pick you up, but fortunately you have a good mind, so you came here and recognized the door...
The woman's originally tense eyebrows stretched out when she saw Meng Jingtong: Have you had breakfast?There are a lot of food here, but it's rich, and I have everything I want to eat. I'll buy some for you.
It’s okay, mom, I can buy everything in the school cafeteria, I have eaten it.Meng Jingtong put the thing on the bedside table next to the hospital bed and looked at her mother again: Mom, you can rest for a while, I'll do it.
No, no, I've washed halfway. You can chat with Jinghua. She said she was bored in the hospital every day.The woman looked at her gentle son with heartache. I also found a job recently. Don’t work too hard. Just learn well. My mother will find a way to do Jinghua’s business.
Mom, I know.Meng Jingtong nodded: Don’t worry.
Brother, I thought you forgot to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with me.Meng Jinghua took off the meat bun in a few bites, and then sat upright on the bed with a smile, facing the swelling and struggling: A few days ago, my mother bought me a moon cake, lotus paste and egg yolk, it was so delicious that I even ate your portion.
I also bought lotus paste mooncakes today, and the mung bean cakes you like.Meng Jingtong seemed to be able to let go of the distance he used to protect himself at this time, and a gentle light floated in her eyes.
He picked two items in the bag for Meng Jinghua, and stood up to see her infusion sheet. Meng Jinghua's edema was even worse than he thought. He also talked with the teacher a few days ago, and the situation seemed not very optimistic.
Brother, do you still remember the Mid-Autumn Festival last year?Meng Jinghua opened the packaging of the mung bean cake and took a bite from it. He raised his neck and smiled at Meng Jingtong: It was the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day. Then you rarely come back when you have time and brought me a beef-flavored mooncake. He said that people are popular with this now. My God, that's really unpalatable...
She was still laughing while saying that, and she let out a silly laugh: Then I couldn't eat it after taking a bite, and I didn't dare let my mother see me wasting things, so she tricked the bear boy next door to eat it. As a result, after the bear boy took it, he slept beside the big tree at the entrance of the village and vomited hahahahahaha!
Is there such a thing?Meng Jingtong didn’t know that there was such a story behind the mooncake. She put down the infusion sheet and sat back again. She held up her sister’s hand and looked at it for a while: If it’s really not delicious in the future, throw it away. Don’t be afraid of wasting it, do you know?
Meng Jinghua's hands are very rough, with particularly thick fingers. His palms are covered with calluses because they do housework all year round, so thick that they look more like a man than Meng Jingtong.
But when he was able to study in the high school in the town, it was Meng Jinghua's hands.
Well, of course I know now.Meng Jinghua nodded vigorously, his mouth was still grinning, but his eyes were slightly red: So brother, when can we go home?I kind of missed the big tree at the entrance of the village, and I kind of missed the bear boy next door.
Meng Jingtong gently held her sister's hand and nodded: I will be able to go home soon, stay for a while, let's go home together.
He will definitely collect all the money to give her kidney exchange as soon as possible.
must.
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