Dress up as an eighty-year-old girl, earn money and learn to do everything

Chapter 4 Borrowing Money
"What are you doing?"

Just when Xiang Hui was about to teach Xiang Wan a lesson, Xiang Xiong woke up on the hospital bed, and the two rushed to the bed to look at Xiang Xiong.

Facing the concerned eyes of his relatives, Xiang Xiong was confused: "What's wrong with me? Why are you in the hospital?"

Xiang Hui wiped his tears and said, "How do I know what's wrong with you? I just got home from work and heard that you were in a car accident and was hospitalized. I ran over without eating dinner. I said brother, what's the matter with you? The car has been fine for so many years, why did it get into an accident?"

Xiang Xiong was stunned for a moment, and then slowly fell into memories: "I remember that on the way back, when I first entered Beishi, I saw a cloth store with a discount. Thinking that my daughter likes floral skirts, I planned to buy more cloth and go back to make clothes for her. , a van drove up before I could park, and after that... I don't remember."

Hearing this, Xiang Hui exploded immediately, jumped up and pointed to Xiang Wan and said, "Let me just say you are a villain. If your father didn't buy things for you, he wouldn't have had a car accident. You said you were born What are you doing, you have a bad temper, and you often contradict your father, if it wasn't for you, your father would be fine."

Xiang Wan was dumbfounded on the spot.

It's really because of the original body!

"Xiaohui, don't talk about my daughter like that, I want to buy something for her, so I can't blame her," Xiang Xiong carefully looked at Xiang Wan's face after speaking.

"If you don't blame her, who is to blame? You said it's not good for you to go home directly? You have to buy some cloth for something. If you go home and don't buy things for her, will something happen to you? I'm her aunt, tell her a few words You can’t say it anymore, can you? Well, I won’t say it anymore, you can just hurt your daughter, it’s best to let her be mad at you to death.”

After speaking, Xiang Hui rushed out of the ward, and ran back before the father and daughter could react, took out a familiar envelope from his arms and threw it on the hospital bed, and ran out again with a cold snort.

The father and daughter stared wide-eyed, and finally Xiang Xiong smiled awkwardly, pointing to the door and explaining: "Your aunt is like this, don't be angry with her, he is also anxious to see me lying here."

Xiang Wan nodded: "I know that my aunt is worried about you. Dad, are you in pain now? Are you hungry? Aunt Fu cooked the porridge and brought it. It's not cold yet, oh yes, let me first Go get the doctor to come and see."

Xiang Xiong stared at the figure of his daughter running out in a daze, and didn't react until he came back with doctors and nurses. No matter how the doctor checked him, he was very cooperative, watching his daughter's face the whole time.

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief after the examination, and said with a smile, "It's fine when you wake up, but you still have to pay attention to the fever at night."

Then he turned around and told the nurse: "At night, you should pay more attention to the patient's condition, and call me immediately if you have a fever and vomiting."

"Good Doctor Li."

Xiang Wan waited for the doctor to finish speaking before asking: "Doctor Li, can my dad drink porridge now that he is awake?"

"It's okay to drink porridge, but you have to drink a little less to fill your stomach. Drink too much to avoid vomiting. After two days, you can eat slowly."

"Thank you, Dr. Li."

After sending the doctor away, Xiang Wan brought the lunch box to Xiang Xiong's side, tested the temperature of the lunch box, then took a spoonful of vegetable porridge and handed it to Xiang Xiong's mouth.

Seeing that Xiang Xiong's eyes were red and about to shed tears, Xiang Wan was startled, and hurriedly got up and asked, "Dad, is there something wrong with you?"

Xiang Xiong shook his head again and again, choked up and said: "Father is fine, it's just that you are more sensible and a little sad."

"I used to be too self-willed. I took your kindness to me for granted. I often said something that angered you. I will change it in the future. Besides, it's not good to be sensible. Why are you sad?"

Xiang Xionghong squinted and smiled: "It's good to be sensible. People don't grow up without going through wind and rain. I would rather you be as happy as before. My daughter only needs to be happy. Besides, Dad didn't let go of what you said before. In my heart."

Hearing this, Xiang Wan's chest was sore, and he suppressed the tears in his eyes and joked: "Then I am sensible now, and I will become more sensible in the future. You can't just cry every now and then."

Xiang Xiong nodded with a smile.

People who drink porridge are prone to sleepiness, let alone a person who has just undergone a major operation.

After covering his father with a quilt, Xiang Wan put the two stools together and half-lyed on the side of the bed, keeping an eye on Xiang Xiong's situation.

When the nurse came in in the middle of the night and saw Xiang Wan falling asleep like that, she couldn't bear it, and when she came back, she brought a thin quilt to cover Xiang Wan.

The next morning Fu Cuiju brought breakfast, meat buns made by herself at home, and porridge for Xiang Xiong.

After eating the buns, Xiang Wan looked at Fu Cuiju: "Aunt Fu, can I trouble you to see my dad for me, I'm going out for a while, and I'll be back soon."

Fu Cuiju smiled and nodded: "Go, go, your brother Han will come in a while, you go home to catch up on sleep, children can grow taller by sleeping more, don't start fire at noon, just go to my house to eat."

Xiang Xiong, who was on the side, was also persuading his daughter to go back to rest. Seeing her daughter's eyes turned red, his heart ached.

Xiang Wan smiled and nodded, took the lunch box home and cleaned it.

The father and daughter lived in a unit building jointly built by several factories. It was on the second floor, opposite to Fu Cuiju's family. At the beginning, the house only paid half of the money.

Xiangwan's house is a standard set of two, with a bathroom and a kitchen.

After Xiang Wan returned home and took a shower, he couldn't help but fall asleep again, and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon when he woke up again.

"Xiaowan? Are you at home? No one answered when I knocked on the door at noon. I thought you were out."

When I went out, I met Fu Cuiju's youngest son, Chen Dong, who is three years older than Xiang Wan. He is currently in the first year of high school. Now he is on summer vacation, reading books at home every day to help with housework.

"Brother Dong, I'm sorry. I slept too soundly. I didn't hear you knock on the door. I'm really sorry."

Chen Dong was originally prepared for Xiang Guan's uneasy face, but seeing that she was polite and uncomfortable, he waved his hands repeatedly and said: "It's okay, it's okay, are you hungry, there is still leftovers at home, if you don't Mind if I go back and warm you up."

"No need, Brother Dong, I'm going out to do some errands, and I'll go straight to the hospital in a while, thank you."

"Oh... oh well, by the way, Xiaowan, my mother told you to have dinner at my house, and I will bring it to Uncle Xiang when the time comes."

Xiang Wan smiled and nodded: "Understood, then I'll hurry back before dinner, see you Dongge."

Xiang Wan didn't go anywhere else, and went straight to Deng Zhike's house on the first floor and knocked on the door, holding the shoulder bag strap tightly with both hands.

Borrowing money for the first time, I am a little nervous!
Soon the door opened, and it was Deng Zhike's wife, Hua Peirong, who opened the door. She looked at Xiang Wanshi outside the door and smiled softly: "It's Xiao Wan, come in and sit down."

Xiang Wan and Hua Peirong only explained their intentions after being courteous, and looked at her nervously.

　There is nothing for the little fairy ~ there is nothing for the praise ~ there is nothing for the collection ~ there is nothing for me ~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)