Let You Be a Cannon Fodder, You Can Easily Catch the Heroine

If he guessed correctly, he should only have one or two hundred dollars on him.

It would be very difficult for him to survive until the next paycheck, and he was even willing to take it out to buy a chicken for his good son!

Hearing the bang, Jiang Fengcai came out of the room with a complicated expression after watching Jiang Jiandang go out with the food.

He opened the door and looked at Jiang Jiandang's back hurriedly rushing to the hospital with the food box, and couldn't help but complain for the original owner.

The original owner's original reading background was very good. If it weren't for He Minglang, he would definitely have a good future, and it would not lead to the tragedy behind.

But now he is here.

With Jiang Feng around, it is impossible for him to let this happen.

After packing up, Jiang Feng packed up all the clothes and clothes of the account and bank card and left.

He has been here these few days, but he is just insisting on eating up Jiang Jiandang's last living expenses.

Now that he knows that he doesn't have much money, he naturally won't stay here.

He wanted to see, without the support of Song Lin and the original owner, what the Jiang founding party would use to finance He Minglang.

……

in the hospital.

"Why are these?" When He Mingxue stretched his neck and saw the dry potato chips and green vegetables inside, his expression collapsed, "Uncle Jiang, why are there so few dishes today, my brother is still sick, why not Such an order? How can this be enough?"

Although He Mingxue has been in the orphanage, because of the care of He Minglang and Jiang Jiandang, he has always been arrogant.

"..."

Jiang Jiandang's expression turned ugly.

In any case, he spent his own money this time.

Moreover, he only had so much on his body, and he spent almost all his flowers to buy vegetables.

He Mingxue still has to choose?

But after all, He Mingxue was his beloved child. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, Jiang Jiandang didn't say anything.

"Mingxue!!"

He Minglang's expression changed, and he glared at her, "What are you talking about! Apologize to Uncle Jiang!".

Chapter 12 "The Great Kind Man is My Dad" World XNUMX

He Minglang was wearing a blue and white striped hospital uniform, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyebrows were very delicate.

He coughed a few times, his whole body trembled, and he became more and more terminally ill. Under the light, his whole body almost disappeared with the light, which was distressing.

"Cough cough...Uncle Jiang, Mingxue is ignorant. She said nonsense. Without Uncle Jiang, I'm afraid I can only eat instant noodles today."

He Minglang's eyes are very beautiful.

Round and clear, when staring at a person seriously, it is as soft as a small furry animal.

The discomfort in Jiang Jiandang's heart also dissipated, and he said mildly, "If that's the case, then eat it quickly. I ate too much meat before. I have eaten vegetarian food these days, and I can also add some nutrition."

"Thank you Uncle Jiang, you are so kind!" He Minglang's eyes were red, "If it weren't for you, Mingxue and I would have starved to death now."

He immediately propped himself up on the bed and was about to stumble down to kneel before Jiang Jiandang, but was held down by Jiang Jiandang.

"You kid, why are you being so polite with your uncle? We will be a family from now on! That kid Jiang Feng is also very worried about you..."

Jiang Jiandang smiled, and his vanity was fully supported by He Minglang's grateful eyes.

He is just an elementary school teacher. Only when he helps others and feels the grateful attitude of others towards him, he seems to have found the meaning of life.

"Brother is worried about me? Has brother already agreed to donate?" He Minglang's eyes lit up, and he said expectantly, "Uncle Jiang, I know that Xiaofeng can agree because he is good to me, don't worry, I will be better in the future. , I must honor you!"

"Then... of course! How dare that kid not donate?"

Jiang Jiandang was put on a high hat, and he couldn't say such words that Jiang Feng was unwilling to donate.

He Mingxue next to him secretly rolled his eyes.

Who are you fooling around here?

Isn't it obvious that you are reluctant to spend money?

What vegetarian food supplements nutrition?

What else Jiang Feng has promised to donate bone marrow.

Does Jiang Feng's dog attitude seem to agree?

What nonsense.

But because He Minglang was here, she restrained herself and didn't say much.

Jiang Jiandang delivered very few meals this time.

In the past, He Mingxue could still eat He Minglang's food, and the two of them were just enough to eat.

But today, He Mingxue was not even half full at all, and his stomach was still rumbling with hunger after eating.

She couldn't help but feel some resentment towards Jiang Jiandang in her heart.

After Jiang Jiandang left, she immediately said with disgust, "Brother, what does Uncle Jiang mean? You are sick now, why did you give you some potatoes and greens? You don't even feed the dogs!"

"Mingxue!!"

"What's the matter! If I say this Uncle Jiang is reluctant to give you money, Che, I already said that this Jiang family is not a good thing, and he just said that Jiang Feng is willing to donate bone marrow to you, bah, Jiang Feng I don't want it at all, I think he's just fooling you."

Don't want to?

He Minglang was stunned, "Jiang Feng...he doesn't want to?"

"Yeah!" He Mingxue looked disgusted, "He must have blamed Brother Qingya for breaking up with him! Really... just like him, who can look up to him! Brother, you are so good, Why does Sister Qingya like you?"

"You...don't be so outspoken in the future."

"Humph!"

Speaking of Xu Qingya, He Mingxue looked at her watch and said strangely, "Why hasn't Sister Qingya come today? Is there a traffic jam on the road? I'll ask her."

Before she could send a WeChat message, the screen of He Minglang's phone lit up over there.

It is Xu Qingya's WeChat.

[Xu Qingya: Brother Minglang, I have something to do today, so I can't come, I will come to see you another day. 】

Can't come?

He Minglang's face was ugly.

……

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The priority now is to make money.

Song Lin didn't save any money.

After moving out, I can only rent a very small house.

It was dark and damp, and there was only a very old tile bulb overhead.

The walls in the room are mottled, and there are only a few simple pieces of furniture in the whole room.

Although it is a two-bedroom house with one living room, the room is extremely small.

It seemed very crowded.

"Son, mom... Mom will work hard to sell vegetables to make money for you to rent a bigger one."

Song Lin sighed, "Mom only has so much money now. If you don't want to live on campus first, mom will bring you meals."

Song Lin's heart fell on her son, and now she is naturally very guilty.

"Mom, no, I'll make money."

Jiang Feng calmly said, "Don't worry, I will let you live a good life in the future."

There are many skills he knows, and now the fastest way to earn living expenses... I can only do it with two translations first.

Chapter Eleven "The Great Kind Man Is My Dad" World 13

Jiang Feng browsed the Internet and found a website that accepts translation tasks to register an account.

In his previous infinite stream mission, he had been a blonde native.

For him, English has become proficient as a second language.

Translating documents is just one small skill.

The newly registered account is only level 1, and I can't receive any money-making activities with Ben.

After rummaging for a long time, the only ones that can be accessed at the first level are some small articles of one or two hundred yuan.

Thinking about the lack of money at home now, he took fifty articles at a time.

Backstage

Xiao Wang is the administrator of the translation website.

On weekdays, it is to check tasks related to some new accounts.

But today he was eyeing one of the very strange accounts.

This account is a newly registered account, but it has received the translation of fifty articles at one time.

He couldn't help shaking his head to laugh.

Newbies are naive.

Do you really think that translation work is so easy to do?

Even after the translation, it still needs to be reviewed by Party A.