Security guard of the female president's son-in-law

Before Meng Dong met Lin Yanxue, he was struggling at the bottom of Linchuan.

After finally saving enough money, starting a small business not only lost everything, but also owed a whole lot of debt.

After that, I started to work as a security guard during the day, and either went to the construction site or set up a street stall at night, but I didn't make any money.

Later, the neighbor Lao Zhao saved money to buy a car, and drove it day and night. After a while, he was exhausted and couldn't stay up all night.

So Meng Dong went to get a driver's license in order to earn easy money, thinking that he would be able to buy a car and rent it out during the day.

Unexpectedly, he met Lin Yanxue and ended his dream directly.

Now I come to a village in the city, the ground is always dark, there is always water from the air conditioner dripping from the sky, and there are always black puddles on the ground, accompanied by the smell of garbage.

But the excitement is really lively, and this is the only place where Meng Dong, who is wearing a security uniform, will be ignored.

Everyone is similar, and no one discriminates against anyone.

The children were running on the road, Meng Dong hurriedly dodged, found an old six-story house, and went up.

Climbing up to the sixth floor in one breath, looking at this familiar place, if I hadn't met Lin Yanxue, I guess I still live here now.

Although Linchuan is not a big city, its consumption is similar to that of a big city. Housing prices are expensive and rents are even more expensive, but it is difficult to make money.

If you rent a good house, you can’t save money. How can you afford a house?

But it's not much better now. It's a big villa, but I live in a small compartment under the stairs. It's still comfortable to come here, and I feel very relaxed as soon as I enter the door.

At this time, a white woman with pure white short sleeves and two ponytails casually tied her head out, showing her white teeth and smiling, "Brother Meng, you are here!"

Looking at the other party, Meng Dong also smiled slightly, rubbed her head with one hand, and said with a smile, "Xiao Yan'er, where is your father?"

Zhao Yan'er curled her lips and complained: "Brother Xiao Meng hasn't been here for so long, and he doesn't know how to care about me!"

Meng Dong glanced at her, now his mind is on your father, what do you care about?
Looking at her slightly red face, she asked curiously, "Why are you blushing? Are you in a relationship?"

"You've just graduated from university, what kind of relationship are you talking about!"

"If you don't fall in love in college, it will be too late!"

"Don't talk, I want to learn!"

"Sooner or later a nerd!"

Meng Dong didn't bother to talk to her anymore, and when he walked into the simple living room, he saw Lao Zhao busy in the kitchen and Aunt Zhao sitting in the living room.

Just at this moment, Old Zhao came out with a pot of soup, and said with a smile, "Xiao Meng is here! Sit down, Yan'er, go get some wine!"

Meng Dong is not polite either, he treats it as his own home if he eats too much.

Zhao Yan'er poured wine for Meng Dong, and told him, "Dad, drink less, Brother Xiao Meng is still busy!"

Old Zhao sighed and said, "Oh, this daughter has been raised for nothing!"

Meng Dong was also polite, raised his glass and touched Lao Zhao, who kept Zhao Yaner close to him.

A group of people chatted cheerfully. After drinking for three rounds, Old Zhao obviously had too much to drink, and blushed and said, "Xiao Meng! There is something I don't know how to tell you!"

"Old Zhao, which one of us is with whom! If you have anything to do, just say it, and I will help if I can."

Meng Dong had noticed it early in the morning, the whole family's face was a bit depressed, even Zhao Yan'er couldn't hide her sadness when she saw him.

Old Zhao is a very strong person, poor but not short of ambition, if there is no particularly embarrassing thing, he will definitely not ask others for help.

After drinking the wine in one sip, it was too late for Zhao Yan'er to stop it.

After drinking, an old man said with moist eyes: "Xiao Meng, I see you've been very busy recently, so I was embarrassed to say that! But I really can't help it!

Your sister-in-law was diagnosed with gastric cancer in the city hospital a few days ago, it's at an advanced stage!The money I earned in the past few years was used to buy a car and pay for Yan'er's education, so I thought about selling the car to you.

I asked around in the market, and the highest asking price was [-]. I thought you would still make money from this car, so I sold it to you for [-], which was just enough for the surgery fee. "

Old Zhao is also interesting enough, he is still thinking about him at this time, this car has nothing to do with him.

Hearing this, Meng Dong Shi Zhan Qijuan took a look, and saw Mrs. Zhao's gray aura lingering on her body, and her spirit was listless. She immediately determined that it was a serious illness.

I can't help feeling a little bit emotional, in this day and age, as long as people get older, they will always be sick.

Poor people work hard in the first half of their lives, and suffer from diseases in the second half of their lives. It would be good if they saved some money while they were young, but what should they do if they have no money.

Old Zhao was about to pour wine for Meng Dong, but he stopped him with his hand.

He sighed and said: "Old Zhao, you also know that my mother is also sick, and the Lin family's expenses are a bit high. I can't afford the money now!"

This is indeed the case. The money I earned so hard before was used to buy birthday gifts for Mrs. Lin, and the money I earned from betting on stones in the Convention and Exhibition Center was also used to buy stones to keep.

When Lao Zhao heard this, he finally couldn't hold back his tears.

Although [-] doesn't seem like a lot, for example, the monthly salary of the father-in-law Lin Wanmin is almost the same.

But it's not a small account to put it in the old Zhao's house. Although he can earn seven or eight thousand a month, there is basically nothing left for living expenses when he goes out.

Mrs. Zhao glanced at Old Zhao, wiped away her tears, and cried, "I told you that there is no cure. This kind of disease can't be cured, and it can't be cured! Save the money for you and Yan'er to study. How nice!"

"Mom, I don't study anymore!"

Zhao Yan'er was also in tears at this time.

"Cure, must be cured, what will I do if you leave? What will Yan'er do? If there is hope, we must cure, even if it is only a little bit!"

After Lao Zhao yelled, he drank a glass of wine alone, looked at Meng Dong, choked up and said, "Xiao Meng, Lao Ge is sorry for you, I can only sell this car to other people, and I won't be able to drive it for you at night."

Meng Dong was still stuck on how to find the medicinal herbs for stomach problems from Guizang, and he came to his senses after hearing Lao Zhao's words.

He pressed Lao Zhao's hand and said, "Old Zhao! I don't have any money, can't I borrow it? Besides, what are you going to do after the car is sold? With your body, you are full of diseases, and you can't even do hard work!" "

"No more, if you borrow money from your wife again, your mother-in-law should have a problem!"

Seeing this family eating and crying, Meng Dong felt uncomfortable.

When his mother was ill, the whole family was like this.

Old Zhao couldn't make any sense, so he patted Zhao Yan'er on the shoulder and said, "Yan'er, take a taxi on the phone, let's go to the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, we will treat this disease today!"

Seeing that Lao Zhao wanted to dissuade me, Meng Dong raised his hand and said: "Old Zhao, don't say anything, we have known each other for so many years, and you helped me so much in the early years, we are closer than relatives!
I know the director of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and money matters are easy to talk about!I know that the total number of cures must be more than [-].

But your friend and I are promising now, shouldn't I help you?Just listen to me!Stomach disease, Chinese medicine treatment is much better than Western medicine! "

Zhao Yan'er looked at Meng Dong's incomparably confident appearance, but she didn't have the slightest doubt.

On the contrary, Lao Zhao was full of worries. He knew Meng Dong's situation clearly. If he had money, why would he be a door-to-door son-in-law?

If the door-to-door son-in-law is good, why would the Lin family still let him be a security guard, and why would he come out to work part-time in the middle of the night.

In Meng Dong's eyes, Old Zhao was a typical Chinese man, diligent, simple, and kind, always willing to help no matter he was an acquaintance or a stranger.

Whether it is an earthquake or a flood, it is two hundred each time, no more and no less. On several occasions, I have borrowed donations from Meng Dong.
At the beginning, Meng Dong lived next to him, and he was not familiar with him yet. Whenever he saw him, he would ask him to eat with him when he cooked a meal, and he cared about his life from time to time.

Although Meng Dong was embarrassed to eat at that time, he was also polite.

Unlike today's cities, people's hearts are like this reinforced concrete, and neighbors reject people thousands of miles away.

It is precisely this concern that no matter how Zhou Yulan treats him, how the Lin family treats him, or how hard the family is, Meng Dong has never been disappointed in life.