Jiaojiu Nuanyang

The action of revitalization was very fast, and the grade list was released on the second day.

Chen Jingdong was still at work, so Fang Kun sent a photo.

The bulletin board at the school entrance posted the grade list for the senior high school entrance examination of Zhenxing Middle School. Among the top ten in red and bold, Fang Kun's name was among them. No.9.

While Chen Jingdong was watching, Fang Kun sent another message: "The class is second, but there is no such list."

"Congratulations." Chen Jingdong smiled back.

The dialog box has been typing for a long time, but there are very few words sent by Fang Kun: "The conditions promised to me must be fulfilled."

"Okay." Chen Jingdong happily replied: "Say."

"Come back tonight."

The man couldn't help laughing, he was a little silly and nervous in the eyes of others: "After thinking about it for a year, what harsh conditions did you think of?"

"Let's talk about it tonight." The kid still took Joe.

Chu Rong happened to go downstairs to buy a Coke and came up: "Dongzi, which girl are you chatting with and laughing so stupidly?"

Concealingly replied "Yes", Chen Jingdong pressed the black phone and put it on the table: "No way. Fang Kun. Didn't you ask for a week's leave to take him out to play."

"Ghosts believe it!" Chu Rong waved his hand very firmly: "If you don't look like a date, buddy, write Chu characters backwards from now on."

"Forget it if you don't believe me." Chen Jingdong was in a good mood: "Then you can call Rong Chu from now on."

"Can you show me?" Chu Rong was full of doubts: "I don't believe it anymore, after so many years of picking up girls, brother, I can still miss it?"

"I won't show it." Chen Jingdong wasn't pretending to be mysterious.He didn't want to show others the conversation with Fang Kun, and he didn't need to prove anything to others: "Believe it or not."

In Chu Rong's eyes like this, he became guilty and stubborn.The man took a big sip of iced Coke, and smiled meaningfully: "Hey Dongzi, buddy, I really didn't see it. You guys are really good at keeping secrets. What's the matter? You have to wait until you have to get a license to drink with your brother." tell us?"

Chen Jingdong couldn't laugh or cry: "You don't believe me when I tell you. Chu Rong, tell me, how did you know that I'm talking to someone?"

"Here," Chu Rong said with a complacent expression on his face, "Your expression on your phone is typical of a person in love, full of desire and dissatisfaction. Hey, it's even worse if a gentleman uses his mouth and a villain uses his hands. No. Didn’t you ask your buddy to say it? I’m speaking from experience that can’t be bought with a thousand dollars. Even if you don’t admit it, Dongzi, you should weigh it in your heart. Is what your buddy said right? Even if you don’t have a date with the other party , but you absolutely regard the other party as your target. Dongzi, if I’m not wrong, you probably haven’t hit a home run with him yet, have you? Tsk tsk, you have four big characters on your face, you’re so hungry and thirsty!”

After saying that, Chu Rong ran away, afraid of being beaten.Just kidding, Chen Jingdong's iron fist is not a joke, one of these mechanical soldiers counts as one, and in the entire logistics department of City A, if Chen Jingdong calls the second child, no one would dare to be the number one.

Chen Jingdong looked at the half-closed office door, with a smile still on his lips, he couldn't help but touched his cheek.

Is it really that fucking obvious?

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"Tell me, what conditions do you want your brother to agree to?" Chen Jingdong drank a glass of cold beer with a relaxed expression.

"Eat, eat, talk after the meal." Fang Kun didn't look at him, and urged him repeatedly: "Anyway, you can do it first, and second, you won't break the law."

While washing the dishes after eating, Fang Kun leaned against the door frame and looked at the man silently.Looking at it, Chen Jingdong's heart was beating drums, and his hair was shaking all the way.This kid—

"Brother, you are right, what do you think of puppy love?" Fang Kun asked, "Can you?"

"What?" Chen Jingdong slipped his hands and almost slapped the bowl: "You have already labeled me, do I still have the right to speak on this issue haha."

"Tell me about it." Fang Kun asked stubbornly: "If I fall in love early, will you object?"

I can't tell what it's like in my heart, I'm up and down.Chen Jingdong simply turned off the faucet, put his hands on the edge of the pool, and turned to look at the boy.

"Is it useful for me to object? Fang Kun, are you dating at school?"

The young man rubbed his ears and passed vaguely: "Someone from the outside class wrote me a love letter...you just answer my question."

Clearly aware that it was a pitfall, Chen Jingdong searched his brains and couldn't think of any diplomatic rhetoric to answer perfectly: "For you, if it doesn't affect your studies, don't let the teacher catch you, and don't make principled mistakes, I think, okay."

The boy's eyes lit up all of a sudden, like two [-]-kilowatt fluorescent lamps: "It doesn't affect the study, and the grades are better. The teacher will never know, the principle is wrong... what do you mean?"

It's really hard to talk about things that involve secrets. Chen Jingdong's mind was in a mess, and he swung his hammer here and there: "That is, you are underage, so you can't do that kind of thing when you have a girlfriend. If you don't do it properly and get pregnant..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Fang Kun's face turned red instantly, and he looked stupid with nowhere to rest his hands: "It's simply impossible!"

Waving his hands wildly, Chen Jingdong turned on the faucet to wash the dishes again with his face burning hot: "Okay, go and play, if you really fall in love early, I won't care about you if you don't have those problems."

The child fell silent, but did not leave.

But a few steps away, the tense atmosphere could not be dissipated even by the sound of rushing water.

Just a few dishes and cups, no matter how careful Chen Jingdong was, he could finish washing them.

"What is this?" The man reached out his hand suspiciously to flick the water on the boy's face: "Get out of the way, do you want to play a game together?"

The moment they passed by, Fang Kun hugged Chen Jingdong's waist tightly from behind, his thin body was next to each other, and the unstoppable trembling couldn't be ignored: "Brother, I like you."

Chen Jingdong felt that he would not be able to breathe.

The arms around the waist were tightened, and the entire chest was about to become a vacuum.My mind didn't turn anymore, it was blank and unsustainable.

"Brother," the scorching breath hit the back through the thin T-shirt, burning like a soldering iron: "Brother, you promised me, one condition, I like you..."

The boy's incoherent speech brought the whole boat to the ground: "It won't affect my studies, I won't let the teacher know, no, I won't get pregnant..."

"Fang Kun," Chen Jingdong finally found his tongue, and wanted to open the boy's arm, but his whole body seemed numb and limp: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know!" The young man turned up his volume, crying in a faint voice: "Do you think I'm obscene and disgusting? It turns out to be a, a homosexual?! But even if I like you, I can't help it. I can't bear it." I can't help it, I'm almost suffocating. I hate it when people like you, you hate blind dates, and you treat me like a child."

"Fang Kun, calm down." The calm person's mind has become a pot of porridge, not much better than a child.Even though he had expected it, but at this juncture, Chen Jingdong found that he still couldn't handle his greed and rational balance: "First of all, I don't think you are disgusting, don't use that kind of words to describe yourself. Actually, I like you too, Just like your uncle, Grandma Chen, they sincerely regard you as a member of our family..."

"I don't want it!" Fang Kun trembled even more: "You are not my elder at all! No! I don't want you to like me like the moon, I, I, I want to have sex with you!"

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The cruelty of life is far more dramatic and unexpected than on the stage.

The graduation trip of the two of them was completely disrupted by a temporary situation, and they couldn't even take care of the little love they just confessed.

Fang Kun's grandfather passed away.

The old man is not very old, just in his early sixties, and his body is quite strong. He can even help out and do some things in the nursing home, taking care of the elderly in their seventies and eighties who have limited mobility.

Two days before the accident, because of the hot weather, many elderly people in the yard had no appetite to eat, so Grandpa Fang's lack of appetite and dizziness was not so noticeable because of these conditions.The nurse in the nursing home took his blood pressure and gave him some Huoxiangzhengqi water, but he didn't take it seriously.

"Old Fang has high blood pressure and is confused. A few days ago, he told me that half of his face was numb. I don't know if he is going to suffer from some kind of illness." An old man who knew Grandpa Fang shook his head and sighed: "I had dinner last night. At that time, it was so sudden, there was no sign, and suddenly he fell to the ground with the plate, and his body twitched, it was really scary."

Chen Jingdong patted Fang Kun, whose eyes were crying like walnuts, and asked in a deep voice, "When did the ambulance arrive?"

The old man looked around and heaved a long sigh: "Our old things are all eliminated, and the family members dislike them and send them here. Who wants to come here if they are good? It's so remote, it's really troublesome, and it takes a long time for the ambulance to come here." Time. The old Fang fell ill, and the little nurse here was quick to call, but it was almost an hour when the ambulance arrived. I looked at the old Fang like that, and probably couldn't be rescued."

The cruel and bloody dissection of reality was in front of his eyes, Fang Kun endured and endured, but still couldn't help it, tears rolled down his cheeks in strings, wetting the front of his clothes.

"It's okay, good boy." Chen Jingdong rubbed Fang Kun's head: "Go and comfort your grandma, I'll negotiate with the hospital about your grandpa."

The boy nodded, turned around and walked into the room.

Grandma Fang had already fainted from crying several times, and when she woke up, she kept chanting about the old man's life over and over again, which was heartbreaking.

Seeing the child leave, the old man had a bit of cunning in his eyes, and told Chen Jingdong in a low voice: "I didn't say that Lao Fang's grandson is here just now. Young man, I know something more valuable." news, do you want to hear it?"

All the superficial links are perfect, and human life is as light as grass in the indifference.

Chen Jingdong listened to the so-called "insider" and "suggestion" in silence, then reached out his hand to take out some money from his wallet.

The old man reached out to take the money and put it directly into his trouser pocket, and repeatedly told him: "You can't tell me about these things. I won't admit it if you tell me. Boy, you can just make a fuss with the hospital about this matter, they won't be able to stand up to it." I will give the money privately. Let me tell you, I will ask for one hundred and eighty thousand yuan at that time, compared to the 3000 yuan you gave me—"

"That's enough, stop talking!" Chen Jingdong's voice did not increase, but the sudden hostility around him startled the old man, and he immediately shut up obediently.

After dismissing the old man, Chen Jingdong went outside Grandma Fang's room.Looking at the child through the door and window, pretending to be old-fashioned and comforting the old lady, but his own thin body was shaking uncontrollably, tears in his eyes...

can not watch anymore.My heart feels dull and painful.Chen Jingdong turned around, went to the stairs to smoke a cigarette, and straightened out his thoughts.

If the old man hadn't lied, the whole story of the matter was clear.Grandpa Fang died of cerebral hemorrhage, 80.00% of the responsibility lies in the negligence and negligence of the nursing home.

About half a month ago, Grandpa Fang had some aura symptoms of cerebral hemorrhage, the corners of his mouth were slightly crooked, and he was drooling.Because Grandpa Fang has always had high blood pressure, anyone with a little medical knowledge should understand what kind of symptom this is, and do a good job of prevention and treatment in advance.But.

This nursing home is run by a private owner, the location is remote and the price is cheap.Most of the people taken in are old people whose families are not in good condition, and the nurses hired are not professional staff who have graduated from medical majors.It is not a big problem if it is ordinary cooking, cleaning and washing. When it comes to the care of diseases and patients who are bedridden all the year round, these people's methods are so simple and rude that they are outrageous.

Grandpa Fang was not the first case of something wrong, but Grandpa Fang was the most serious and sudden case, and he signed a footnote for this nursing home with the tragic ending of death.

Grandpa Fang suddenly fell down, and no one dared to touch him.Someone went to call the nurse, but the nurse dragged on for nearly 10 minutes before showing up. Then, the nurse panicked and called the director of the nursing department who was on vacation at home instead of the 120 emergency center.

The director of the nursing department was not at the scene and didn't know the seriousness of the problem. He said lightly that he knew and would arrange it immediately, and then hung up the phone.

Half an hour later, the nephew of the director of the nursing department, a certain young man who opened a small clinic in the village, drove to the nursing home with a medicine box. After seeing Grandpa Fang's condition, he realized that he could not treat him and earn the money. I wish I hit 120.

Since then, the golden rescue time has been completely delayed by this group of people for nearly an hour. When the ambulance arrived, Grandpa Fang's pupils were about to dilate.

Chen Jingdong's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, cursed in a low voice, and directly dialed the phone.

"Chunsheng, I, Chen Jingdong. I want to ask you something. Is the qualification review and complaints of nursing homes under the control of your Civil Affairs Bureau?"