Re-employment of divorced and abandoned women

"You have no conscience..."

"You bully people..."

"You are responsible to me..."

"I ache...headache, body ache...everywhere..."

The above dialogue happened again and again, Fang Yi strangled Jiang Qingyan's Achilles' heel.

Jiang Qingyan is a person who is soft but not hard, and Fang Yi finds that she is much more effective in pretending to be crazy than invading forcefully.

Fang Yi had antipyretic stickers on her forehead, hot water was placed on the bedside, and Jiang Qingyan even cooked porridge for her in the kitchen... It was like a fairy treatment.

Fang Yi moved her body, it hurt, it really hurt.Gu Ying's joking words became a prophecy. What she didn't expect was that Jiang Qingyan would have that kind of personality after being drunk?

This sudden high fever could not be attributed to that outrageous love affair.

Fang Yi thought, it is very fair to pay for what you get.Why did she get rid of the high fever that she had won with her strength so easily?

Fang Yi got up, crushed the pills beside the bed into powder, and threw them into the trash can.

It wasn't her playing tricks, it was the scientists who said that no matter whether you take medicine or not, it takes a week for a cold to get better.Good medicine tastes bitter, but it may not be the real symptom.

Jiang Qingyan opened the door and came in: "How did you get up?"

The pill in Fang Yiyang's hand: "I got up and took the medicine, I took it..."

Jiang Qingyan continued to measure Fang Yi's temperature, 39 degrees, still high fever.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?" She said to herself, "Why don't you return?"

Fang Yi quickly got into bed: "Don't go to the hospital, don't drink water, don't get injections..."

That posture was exactly the same as that of Zhizhi, Jiang Qingyan was annoyed: "Are you three years old?"

Three-year-old Zhizhi is braver than her...

The phone rang, and the first call was from the boss, Lin Fan.

"Ask for leave or go out to work?"

"I'm asking for leave, I'll make up the leave later." Jiang Qingyan had completely forgotten about work, my God, Jiang Qingyan secretly warned in her heart: How did she become such Jiang Qingyan?

"It's okay, you can finish the manuscript at home, it doesn't count as your absence from work." Lin Fan is the best boss, she doesn't ask for invalid overtime and even accepts working from home, as long as the manuscript is of high quality.

"How is the Phoenix Cup debate going?"

"Step by step, colleges and universities generally cooperate."

After saying a few more words, I hung up the phone.

Jiang Qingyan hung up the phone and turned her head to find that Fang Yi was looking at her with her eyes open, as focused as a primary school student.

Those eyes were blinking, with steam, like Zhi Zhi's favorite broken rabbit - Fang Yi was much more pleasing to the eyes when he was sick.

"I'll eat you if I look at it again." Jiang Qingyan was even in the mood to joke with her.

Fang Yi lifted the thin quilt: "Come and eat." She said, looking forward to it.

Jiang Qingyan rolled her eyes, but couldn't hear the good words?

Then the second call came in, it was Jiang Dongping.

"What? Forgot that you have a daughter?"

Zhizhi has been in Fangzhai for more than a month, Jiang Qingyan is very relieved, there are so many people in Fangzhai, they can easily consume Zhizhi's physical strength and energy.

Zhizhi eats well and sleeps soundly every day. It used to be that they could not afford early childhood English education. Now that Feng Shui has taken turns, Fang Yiting has hired two full-time tutors, one specializing in English picture books and one specializing in Chinese storytelling.

"Recently...very busy." Jiang Qingyan walked outside the door and continued talking on the phone with Jiang Dongping, "Is Zhizhi too noisy?"

"Aunt Xu took her to the summer camp." Jiang Dongping told Zhizhi the latest news, "I'm afraid that if you don't come again, Zhizhi has forgotten that she has this mother..."

Jiang Qingyan smiled: "That can't be, our Zhizhi is the most conscientious. We will never forget our mother."

"Then do you have a conscience?" Jiang Dongping threw the words to Jiang Qingyan.

"I am a mother, how long has it been since you saw me?" Jiang Dongping raised the topic.

"I'll come to see you on the weekend..." Jiang Qingyan thought to herself: It's really too heartless.

Every time Jiang Dongping calls, she only asks about Zhizhi's situation.A few words, or video or voice, and only know how to communicate with each other.

Zhizhi is her daughter, but she, Jiang Qingyan, is also Jiang Dongping's daughter.

Emotional relationships are inherently unequal, and Jiang Qingyan only has Zhizhi in her eyes, but Jiang Dongping never thought that she, Jiang Qingyan, was always on her mind...

Looking at the smoking hot porridge, Jiang Qingyan suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"Mom..." She had a sore throat, trying to say something.

"Hang up if you have nothing to do." Jiang Dongping hung up the phone first without waiting for her to say.

Fang Yi came out at some point, and hugged Jiang Qingyan from behind. She pressed her hot forehead to Jiang Qingyan's neck, looking for a moment of coolness.

"Go back today, I will accompany you to buy gifts..."

Jiang Qingyan broke free from her: "What's wrong with you?"

She complained: "As a patient, why don't you feel conscious at all? Why don't you lie down?"

She has a quarrel with Jiang Dongping's parents, so why should Fang Yi interfere?Pointing fingers?Do you really think she is one of your own?

Looking at Fang Yi's flushed face, she couldn't say anything if she wanted to complain.

Jiang Qingyan saw that Fang Yi was barefoot, so she tiptoed out and she didn't notice.

"I'm hungry." Fang Yi rubbed her stomach, "I smell the aroma of food..."

Like a large koala, asking for cuddles and reassurance.

Jiang Qingyan threw a pair of slippers to her: "Seeing you barefoot again, I..."

how is she

Fang Yi looked at her with a smile.

Jiang Qingyan couldn't say what she said, just like she couldn't say what she cared about Jiang Dongping.

Jiang Qingyan suddenly hated her, Jiang Qingyan had a wonderful pen, but she was the worst at saying those nasty words.

Obviously caring, but the words turned into resentment;

Obviously caring, but blurting it out is completely indifferent...

Jiang Qingyan turned her head, she thought: whatever, they think whatever they like.

Fang Yi turned her head: "Can you eat with me? Please... I'm a patient... Cough cough cough..."

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Fang Yiting turned Jiang Dongping's head: "Are you still angry with your daughter?"

Jiang Dongping got angry with the paintbrush in his hand, brushed stroke by stroke on the drawing board with all his might, and said, "Who got mad?"

Fang Yiting tsk-tsk: "You guys really have the same temper, you obviously think that way in your heart, but you want to say that in your mouth."

"Which way?" Jiang Dongping raised his eyes dissatisfied, and ignored Fang Yiting who knew it well.

"I clearly want to die in my heart, but I want to say: I will die soon." Fang Yiting sat on Jiang Dongping's lap with a smile, and turned her face away to prevent her from looking at the canvas. she.

"So, does it mean that Xiaoyan cares about our family's little beauty to the point of death, but she still keeps saying: Go die..."

She kissed the corner of Jiang Dongping's mouth: "You too, obviously rare, I am so rare, but forced myself to stay in the studio for twenty hours a day..."

"You just like me delivering it to your door, right? You just like me harassing you for painting, right? You just like me like this..."

Fang Yiting was even more presumptuous, "You just like me like that... you still like me like this... tsk tsk..."

"The dead duck has a hard mouth..."

"Duplicity..."

"Playing hard to get..."

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Who is playing hard to get?Jiang Qingyan looked at the unwiped blood stains under her nails, heh, who is duplicity?

Do you really think she is a three-year-old child?Fang Yi's little thought is really perfect?

Taking advantage of someone who is sweating too much and needs to take a shower, turn on the air conditioner in the room in advance.

After taking a shower, I rushed into the room wrapped in a towel, the cold wind picked up, and there was another "sneeze, sneeze".

Fang Yi's voice became hoarse, and she put on a strong nasal voice: "I'll be fine after a night of sleep, and I'll accompany you to the supermarket to buy something at night... um... Mom."

She was vague, trying to get away with it.

Jiang Qingyan sneered and raised her hand to turn off the air conditioner.

"Hot..." Fang Yi felt aggrieved.

"If the fever doesn't subside at [-] o'clock tonight, I'll go to the hospital to hang water. If the fever doesn't subside tomorrow morning, I'll ask Aunt Xu to take you over."

Fang Yi grabbed Jiang Qingyan with her backhand, pitifully: "Are you leaving me alone?"

"I can't control the people who want to kill me." Jiang Qingyan glanced at her coldly, "Fang Yi, don't go too far."

The corners of Fang Yi's mouth curled up, she thought: Why did she go too far?She is just too much, right?

Fang Yi's hand was hard, Jiang Qingyan didn't pay attention, and fell on her body: "You take a nap with me... Please, you can't be so ruthless..."

"Why do you? Because of your big face?" Jiang Qingyan laughed angrily at this brazenness and aggressiveness.

Fang Yi bit her ear: "I'm wronged, I can't accept it psychologically... I'm still a baby, you treat me like this... Have you forgotten how you treated me? Just, you still use that... "

Looking along her hand, at the conspicuous place on the top of the bookcase, that thing is shining brightly in the sun.

Jiang Qingyan's face burned with a "boom", and it's not like she has no memory at all...

Just relying on drunken gossip, who could have imagined...

Jiang Qingyan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and her posture was a little awkward.

Fang Yi was still chattering: "You used to... How kind was I to you? I made chicken soup for you, pork ribs for you... What about you? Just send me a bowl of porridge?"

Jiang Qingyan wanted to say: You do have an appetite...

Fang Yi pressed her tightly, not letting her turn around, or she would leave, not letting her refute.

"Where am I willing to hurt you, I just follow you, you can do whatever you want... What about you? I beg you to be lighter, but you are heavier; I beg you to hug me, you suffocate me with a pillow; I Please kiss me, you..." Her voice was soft, full of accusations, "It's fine if you don't kiss me, but you still bit my tongue..."

Fang Yi sticks out the tip of her tongue, which is a little white, with several fine and dense wounds.

Jiang Qingyan looked at it with disdain, she didn't, it was a dog.

Fang Yi didn't mind if she looked at her or not, and continued to mutter with her earlobe in her mouth: "Now I have no taste in my mouth, pain, and illness. of."

Jiang Qingyan finally couldn't bear it anymore, she patted the big furry pet away.

"What's the matter if I don't kiss you? You have kissed someone else's mouth and you expect me to be rare? Kiss? It's a dream!"

Oh, boy, are you waiting for her here?

Fang Yi finally understood her refusal, and it was easier to know the reason.

Fang Yi didn't care, she rolled over Jiang Qingyan, regardless of her objection, and forced to seal that cunning and fickle mouth.

With one lengthy kiss that spans years until both are short of breath.

"I don't care, I'm yours now, you have to be responsible for me..."

Fang Yi is a robber, she doesn't care so much, whether she wants to or not, does she still want to admit it after eating it?

It's pretty beautiful?

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Jiang Qingyan: I am quite beautiful.