Interns are teased everyday

Jiang Yu also noticed that Mr. Jiang's mood was a bit wrong, but he didn't know how to explain it, so he silently watched the person's back leave, and the excitement in his eyes dissipated a little.

However, seeing the text message from grandma, Jiang Yu's mood came back again, and he immediately took a taxi to the place that he had made an appointment with grandma after his shift. When he got there, he found that this cafe seemed familiar.

Looking inside, Jiang Yu couldn't help laughing, isn't this the shop where Teacher Jiang met and went on a blind date for the first time.

This weird coincidence.

Grandma had been waiting in the cafe for a long time, and when she saw Jiang Yu coming in, she started to laugh, and then she wanted to cry again.

She didn't come here to be a lobbyist for Zhong Jiajing, nor did she want to change her precious grandson's current name, but just wanted to take a good look at this precious grandson whom she hadn't seen in more than ten years.

Ginger, pungent but not meaty, removes evil and wards off evil, what a good surname, exorcises evil and avoids evil, invulnerable to all poisons, much better than the original surname.

"Is your mother okay?"

"Very good, but it's very hard. I have been working all these years, and now I receive very difficult cases..."

When Jiang Yu talked about Ms. Jiang Wan, she couldn't help but say a lot. When she had said enough, she looked at her grandma and asked, "Where is grandma, how is grandma?"

The old lady gave a wry smile, lightly brushed the back of Jiang Yu's hand with her fingers, and said, "I'm fine if I know you guys are doing well..."

She looked at Jiang Yu and smiled again, as if my baby grandson couldn't get enough of it, she said: "I didn't expect Xiao Yu to study medicine. I was worried that your mother would mind this, but she is a capable person. The family harmed her, if back then..."

"We've had a good life these years..." Jiang Yu interrupted grandma's words, and changed her tone in a relaxed tone, "Don't talk about us, grandma, let's talk about you, how about you, how are you doing?"

The eyes of the little grandson in front of him were shining brightly, like little stars twinkling inside.The old lady went back to the past in a daze. At that time, Jiang Yu was only four or five years old. Every time after reciting the book, she would look at herself with such eyes, begging to tell him the last story of the day.

Jiang Ningchuan drove the car on the road for a long time, and the cicadas on the trees on the street screamed "Zi'er wow" which made people upset. He frowned and stepped on the accelerator, and finally stopped circling around the hospital.

I went to the supermarket to buy vegetables for dinner, and bought some daily necessities, and finally decided to go home.

After he piled up all the things he bought in the supermarket on the co-pilot, Jiang Ningchuan finally understood why he always felt weird.

I used to go home with the little intern every day, and the little intern sitting on the co-pilot was so annoying that people wanted to throw him out, but now no one is talking and hearing the cicadas outside seems to be noisier and more annoying , It's better to listen to the little intern's rambling.

Distraughtly, he turned on the radio, and by chance, he heard that the road he was going straight home was blocked. Jiang Ningchuan was so angry that he cursed, stepped on the accelerator, turned around and went back to the hospital, taking a long detour.

While waiting for the red light, Jiang Ningchuan glanced to the side, but was taken aback for a moment.

Even though they only met each other twice deliberately and by coincidence, Zhong Mo was so impressive that he could be recognized through the car window, and Zhong Mo seemed to have noticed Jiang Ningchuan's gaze and shook his head. The car window nodded as a greeting.

Jiang Ningchuan thought "What kind of fate is this?", but smiled very politely on his face, and said, "Hello."

Then Zhong Mo answered the phone and vaguely heard the name of the little intern. Jiang Ningchuan frowned slightly, thinking of something.

After a while, the red light came on, Zhong Mo's car drove away, Jiang Ningchuan thought for a moment and followed.

Jiang Yu watched grandma being picked up by Zhong Mo, and sat alone in the cafe for a long time, drinking up the cold hot milk before leaving.

When I was young, my grandma always said that drinking more milk would make me grow taller, but now I grow quite tall, but it’s a pity that my grandma didn’t see the process of growing taller.

Holding the bodhi strings stuffed by grandma in my hand, the smooth beads seem to have sandalwood fragrance on them. This is what grandma asked for from the temple after leaving home. I only hope that the mother and son can live well outside. Some.

The small beads rolled over the fingertips one by one, leaving a warm touch, and one could almost imagine how grandma held these things in her hand every day, praying over and over again in her heart.

The imaginary picture made Jiang Yu's nose sour, and his eyes were red soon.

Jiang Ningchuan in the car saw such a scene, cursed "crying bag" in a low voice, honked the car horn and said "Didi" twice in the direction of the little intern.

"Stop crying, get in the car."

Looking up and seeing Mr. Jiang in the car, Jiang Yu was so shocked that he stayed where he was, not knowing what to say for a while.

When he came back to his senses, he immediately raised his hand to wipe away the tears that didn't exist, and shouted, "I didn't cry!"

As soon as the yelling was over, the tears that had been prepared just now couldn't be held back, and rolled out of the eye sockets, which really answered Jiang Ningchuan's whispered "crying bag".

"Oh, teacher, why are you here?" Jiang Yu asked as soon as he got in the car, took out two tissues and wiped away the tears that fell inadvertently, pretending that he hadn't cried at all just now.

Seeing the co-pilot's shopping bag, I was puzzled for a while, consciously put the things on my lap, and asked, "Why did you put the vegetables here, and why did you buy so many vegetables? Are you going to Director Lu's house for dinner?"

Of course, Jiang Ningchuan would not tell him that it was because Zhong Mo mentioned his name on the phone, which caused him to associate a lot before following him.

Seeing the little intern throw the vegetables he just bought into the back seat, Jiang Ningchuan was immediately amused, "Why did you put the vegetables in your place? Why didn't you let me put things in my car?"

Isn't this occupying the latrine and not shitting? Of course, the latter sentence is too vulgar, and Teacher Jiang didn't say it.

Jiang Yu was stunned for a while when he heard the words, then turned his head and asked, "Why don't I give up the position to them?"

Jiang Ningchuan didn't expect the unlucky kid to say that, rolled his eyes and started the car, and said, "Climb to the back by yourself."

"That's it."

After being quiet for a while, Jiang Yu couldn't help it anymore. He was wearing a seat belt and leaned obediently on the back of the chair. After a while, he turned his head to look at the dishes he had left behind, and asked, "Teacher, you bought these dishes. Is it?"

"Yes."

"Didn't you really go to Director Lu's house for dinner?"

"If you want to go, I can send you there."

"No, no, I still won't go, but you bought these, don't you want to cook for yourself?"

Jiang Ningchuan wondered if he would buy it back and put it on display, but he knew that the little intern would definitely ask more questions after he answered it, so he simply shut up and stopped talking to him.

Why did Zhong Jiajing and Zhong Mo both look serious, but Jiang Yu was so idle that he couldn't stop for a moment, the gene mutation was too powerful.

But thinking about it, Jiang Yu didn't seem to grow up in Zhong's family, and things made sense again.

Jiang Ningchuan suddenly "tsk", wondering why he suddenly meddled in other people's business.

Jiang Yu, who was left out in the cold, didn't say much all the way, and after getting off the car, he graciously helped Jiang Ningchuan carry the heavy-looking shopping bag.

"Teacher, do you really know how to cook?"

"Are you going to try it?"

"Is it really possible?" Jiang Yu's eyes brightened, as if looking forward to it.

Mingren doesn't say dark words, he is really looking forward to it. After all, Mr. Jiang is pleasing to the eye when holding a scalpel. I don't know what it will be like when cutting vegetables.

What's more, it's been a long time since I had a good meal, so I can discard my shame just to eat.

Jiang Ningchuan didn't expect that the little intern was using aggressive tactics, let alone that he fell into the trap so easily.

However, it is not difficult to invite the little intern to dinner, so Jiang Ningchuan smiled, bent down to make an invitation gesture, and said, "This little gentleman, do you want to have dinner with your face?"

"Yes, yes..." Jiang Yu didn't know why he stuttered all of a sudden. It might be that Teacher Jiang's smiling face was so beautiful, or it might be that he was surrounded by joy at the thought of trying to understand the teacher's life.

Although he knew that Jiang Ningchuan lived upstairs, Jiang Yu never visited. Firstly, the hospital was too busy and there was no time. Secondly, there was no reason. Why would he go to the intern teacher's house for nothing.

Watching Jiang Ningchuan open the door, Jiang Yu stood at the door, and the unique atmosphere in the room came over.

Jiang Yu has always felt that each house has a different atmosphere, and that atmosphere is like a unique mark, showing the real side of the owner of the house to outsiders.

Feeling that he was wrapped in Jiang Ningchuan's unique clean, cedar-like smell, Jiang Yu instantly had the idea of ​​fleeing.

For the first visit, I haven't prepared any souvenirs yet—he thought, what kind of gift should I prepare next time.

Jiang Ningchuan had already changed his shoes, found a pair of clean slippers and threw them out, "Come in, why is your face so red?"

As soon as Jiang Yu touched his face, he felt a little hot, so he fanned the wind with his palm artificially and said, "It's too hot."

Jiang Ningchuan: Can acting be more serious?

Finally entered the house, first put the shopping bags in the kitchen, and while Jiang Ningchuan was packing up, Jiang Yu carefully looked at the surrounding furnishings.

The house size is similar to his own house, but Jiang Ningchuan seems to have lived here for a long time, unlike Jiang Yu who just moved in. Whether it is the spider plant on the wall or the fish tank that is exactly the same as Director Lu's house, this room is full of flowers. breath of life.

Jiang Ningchuan came over with a hot water bottle while Jiang Yu was looking at it bit by bit, and asked, "Juice or tea."

"Is there any milk?"

"Shouldn't the guest be more polite?"

"Hahaha, just kidding, just kidding, it's enough to reward me with a glass of boiled water."

Jiang Ningchuan felt that the little intern might have two personalities, otherwise, he would be cute and obedient in the hospital, but chatty and annoying when he came out of the hospital.

The nagging and annoying little intern was very curious about everything in Mr. Jiang's house. For a while, he was teasing a tank of black, black, red and red tropical fish in front of the fish tank, and for a while he was studying the oil paintings on the wall.

When preparing the dishes, he kept asking questions. In the end, Jiang Ningchuan couldn't take it anymore, and threw two heads of garlic to the little intern, saying: "Clean this thing up, or you won't be able to eat tonight." gone."

"As ordered."

After finally cooking well, he ate dinner amidst the praise of the little intern, and finally even sent the little intern to the door. Jiang Ningchuan took a shower and lay down on the bed, lamenting that today is finally over, and it’s really good to take care of the children. Difficult.