Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Pierre despised this terrible and unique selection method.

why,

Because if I don't work as a caregiver, just hiring a loader to move things would cost more than three thousand.

Not only do caregivers have to move things, they also have to check on the elderly's physical condition at all times and endure harsh environments.

Pierre thought about it and realized that, apart from the fact that the word "nurse" sounded a little nice, this job was really useless in other aspects.

The audience members who spoke in the barrage were very empathetic: "Wow, it's true. I work in a bank as a financial manager. I go out every day to hand out flyers to attract clients. I'm exhausted. My hair is falling out in clumps. I want to quit, but my family members don't agree. They say it's hard to find a decent job..."

"I'm a kindergarten teacher and I have similar situations. Parents always come to make trouble. The most important thing is that I only get 2,500 yuan a month..."

"So miserable? Then I'm different from you. I work in the funeral industry, and all my relatives avoid me. The job is not decent, but I earn a lot every month, and I often receive red envelopes from my clients' families..."

In the world of ghost stories, Pierre spread several large plastic tablecloths in different locations on the ground, took a spoon, and poured the food in the bucket on them one spoonful at a time.

Most of the elderly people are not very flexible and can only crawl on the ground and reach the plastic sheet with difficulty.

Their palms are stiff and they can't hold the chopsticks.

It just crawled over, lowered its head, and licked the contents directly off the plastic bag.

The primitive bestiality of human beings - eating while lying down - was demonstrated again here.

Pierre’s way of serving food has become much gentler, and when he sees someone unable to climb over, he will step forward to help.

There are many Class B caregivers who pour food on the ground and let a group of elderly people scramble for it. Those who grab the food eat it, and those who can’t grab the food don’t care as long as they don’t starve to death immediately.

The audience looked at the TV screen with tears in their eyes.

Putting themselves in their shoes, they couldn't help but think about their own situation when they are old.

These are the vulnerable groups that really need care, not the old men and women who compete with young people for buses in the morning and occupy basketball courts at night.

……

A day passed quickly, and after signing the contract with the old man, Ivan's headache symptoms were indeed relieved a lot.

The old man was in high spirits, but was unwilling to stand up from his wheelchair, saying he wanted to keep a low profile as much as possible.

After all, they are on the same side, and they get along more closely and harmoniously.

The nursing home was exceptionally quiet in the first half of the night, as everyone fell into a deep sleep. In a place like the world of ghost stories, there was not even the sound of a mosquito in the air.

"Boom!"

The stirring and impactful bells rang out, carrying with them a kind of soul-stirring magic.

Ivan lay on the bed, squinting his eyes as much as possible.

With the support of the watch, he is currently no longer affected by the sound of the bell.

There was a rustling sound in the room. Ivan felt that the person opposite him got off the bed, walked to his side and stood still.

Ivan remained calm. This was what He Wen had to do every day, coming over to cover him with a blanket or testing the temperature on his head.

This unintentional expression of concern, without any purpose and even without letting himself know, was what moved Ivan the most.

He enjoys this moment of warmth every day.

Now, all I have to do is wait quietly for He Wen to finish these things and leave, just like I did in the past few days.

He Wen seemed to stay a little longer today, and Ivan wondered in his heart.

He stood by the bed for a long time, without moving.

The expected situation of someone helping to cover the quilt did not happen.

Just when Ivan was getting anxious and wanted to open his eyes, the person beside the bed finally moved.

Ivan felt a dull pain in his chest, as if something had stabbed him.

He opened his eyes, flipped over, and turned sideways, and He Wen who was beside the bed was also thrown away.

Ivan stood up, and He Wen was leaning against the bed railing of the single bed opposite him, holding a dagger in one hand and a hemp rope in the other.

The move I just made pushed the person to the other side.

"Hello, Ivan~" He Wen looked up, his face pale and thin, and greeted him obediently.

"It's you."

Ivan's pupils constricted.

"But why you?"

Perhaps it was because he had entered the world of ghost stories and had seen too many backstabbings, so Ivan was not that surprised this time.

There was only a dull pain in my chest, which seemed to be more painful than the knife stabbing me just now.

He has always regarded the other party as a confidant.

The aura between people is so magical. Some people may have known each other for a lifetime, but their relationship is always ordinary.

And with some people, after only a few days of getting along, it feels like they have been together for a lifetime.

Ivan has such a wonderful feeling towards He Wen.

Just the presence of this child around him made him feel happy and relaxed from the bottom of his heart.

It seems like there is a touch of warmth and light in the tired life.

Barrage: "Oh~"

"It turns out that it wasn't Weiyi who fell in love with Ivan, it was Ivan who fell in love."

"I thought he was stupid and didn't know how to judge people. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it turns out that love makes people dizzy."

inside the room,

Ivan covered his chest and looked at the opposite side stubbornly: "Why did you do this?"

He wanted to know what interests he had violated that made the other party willing to put on a show every day before killing himself.

"Of course it's for the property in your hands." He Wen smiled: "That old man left his inheritance to you today, right?"

"You were gone for so long, you came back even closer."

"The way he looks at you is like a mother licking her calf. This is how elders look at their younger generations."

He Wen pointed out the point incisively.

Ivan didn't expect the other party to observe so carefully and pay attention to his movements at all times: "I haven't got it yet. He just treats me as a relative now, not a dead person. It will take some time before he can leave the money to me."

He wanted to delay.

"It doesn't matter. I'll tie you up." He Wen stood up and walked towards Ivan: "If he doesn't give it to me, I'll kill you."

"You dare? With your chicken-like body." Ivan sneered disdainfully and tried to attack the other party.

Then he found that he could not move and his whole body was extremely stiff.

Ivan: "You poisoned me?"

"Yes." He Wen came over and tied Ivan with a rope: "There is a human outside with a snake on his shoulder. It can produce a weird prop like anesthesia. The effect is very good. I also spent a lot of money to redeem it from someone who bought it."

Ivan: “…”

Damn, why does this line sound more and more familiar the more I listen to it? It can't be what he was thinking of...

It's over. He's really finished.

Ivan was annoyed. He had seen the power of Chen Yue's snake venom with his own eyes.