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Lang Song thought that Sun Yanshi would sleep until night before going downstairs. As a result, Sun Yanshi walked out through the shelves just after the monkey left.

His hair is a bit messy, here and there curled up, his face is not very good-looking, his lips are very light, but his eyes are very red.

Lang Song subconsciously wanted to step forward to help, but felt that this was not appropriate, so he stood there awkwardly and asked, "My friend came just now, did it wake you up?"

"No, I woke up." Sun Yanshi lied without blushing, "Lying down with back pain."

In fact, he hadn't fallen asleep at all, and he could hear Mrs. Zhang's crying and Lang Song's voice clearly.He lay down for an hour or so, feeling as uncomfortable as lying on a nail board, so he simply got up.

"That's good." Lang Song slowly raised his eyes to see Sun Yanshi's expression, and waited for two seconds before asking again, "Is it better? Is there any discomfort?"

His voice was very soft, and his speech was very slow, as if every word was carefully thought out before he uttered it.

"No, it's much better." With a smile in his eyes, Sun Yanzhi looked at Lang Song calmly, without any awkwardness from before. He glanced at the card on the table and asked, "What is this?"

The eyes of the two met for a moment, Lang Song hurriedly looked away, and sat down too: "I didn't find any work this afternoon, so I asked my friend to bring me some manual work to do."

"Is it because I pushed the job?" Sun Yanshi twirled a few cards, imitating Lang Song's example, and successfully strung together a bunch of cards with a bullet tag rope. I'll make it up to you later."

Lang Song put his head down and stringed up a string of hang tags quickly before he raised his head and said, "Brother, did you forget what you said to me during lunch?"

Sun Yanshi recalled his sour words at noon, and smiled suddenly: "Okay, let's help each other from now on."

As he said that, he clenched his right fist and stretched it out in front of Lang Song. Lang Song was stunned for a second before he realized it, and also stretched out his fist to touch him lightly.

The two exchanged a trust this afternoon.

The low air pressure in the small space was swept away, and the air outlet of the air conditioner continuously delivered cold air, making a whirring sound, and the "cracking" sound of pressing the tag rope buckle sounded one after another.

After a while, Sun Yanshi glanced at the bag of cards on the ground and asked Lang Song, "This bag will take two days to make, how much money can I make?"

Lang Song made a visual inspection and replied, "Five and sixty yuan."

Sun Yanshi's hands stopped, thinking he heard it wrong, he asked again in disbelief: "How much?"

"About 55 yuan." Lang Song carefully estimated and gave a more accurate answer.

Sun Yanzhi stared blankly at the pile of serial number hang tags on the table. Although he knew that this was a manual job that Lang Song planned to use in his spare time, the hourly salary of a few dollars still made him wonder why it was necessary. Feel.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say don't do it and I'll give it to you, but he knew it was inappropriate, so he said: "I can't make a few dollars with all this money, so why not take a good rest for a day."

Lang Song kept moving his hands, and said in his mouth: "Brother, I dare not rest."

"The monthly registration fee is not enough?" Sun Yanshi said in a serious tone, "How about I borrow it from you first? Or you can credit the rent first."

"No, the registration fee is enough." Lang Song smiled and shook his head, "The doctor said that it is the best time to implant a cochlear implant before the age of five. Yueyue is already five years old, and I can't delay it any longer. I want to get enough for it as soon as possible." The money for her surgery."

A bunch of hanging tags in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, and it took a while for Sun Yanshi to come back to his senses and bend down to pick them up. At that moment, he was shocked by the firmness of Lang Song's eyebrows.

In fact, he checked the cost of cochlear implant surgery on the Internet. If only one cochlea is implanted, and a relatively cheap domestic cochlea is used, the cost of surgery will cost about 10 yuan.In addition, after cochlear implantation, it is necessary to go to a professional rehabilitation institution for auditory and speech training, which is not a small fee.

For a high school student who has not yet graduated from high school, has no parents, no stable residence, and may also be burdened with debt, it is astronomical.

Therefore, he did not take the initiative to mention this matter in front of Lang Song, for fear of hurting his self-esteem and pain.He even wondered if Lang Song had never thought of implanting a cochlear implant in Lang Yue to help her recover her hearing and return to normal.

At this moment, Sun Yanzhi suddenly realized that the surgery for Lang Yue was part of Lang Song's plan early in the morning, so Lang Song was so determined to run around to find ordinary private kindergartens for Lang Yue instead of sending Lang Yue there at the beginning. special school.

Lang Song doesn't talk much, and whenever he sees him, he is always immersed in his work. He has proved his maturity and tenacity different from his peers with his practical actions. Sun Yanshi has seen a shocking tenacity in him, But at the same time, I felt a little sad for no reason.

After a long silence, Sun Yanshi picked up the string of tags on the ground and threw them on the table. He raised his eyes to read the words with a focused expression, and asked, "What about you? Don't you plan to go back to study?"

There was a pause in the movement of his hands, and Lang Song pursed the corners of his lips forcefully.

When he was sure that Sun Yanshi was Lang Yue's biological father at the beginning, he actually had the idea of ​​going back to school after being disturbed.He thought at the time that if Sun Yanshi was willing to spend a sum of money on Lang Yue for surgery, then he would go back to school and continue his studies, and use the little savings on hand, as well as a few more part-time jobs in his spare time and holidays, so that he could support himself and Lang Yue. moon.But the hope was quickly shattered, and he also realized that his idea was quite unrealistic, and he couldn't pin his hopes on Lang Yue's biological parents.

When he lifted it up, the expression on Lang Song's face was the same as usual. He looked at Sun Yanshi and smiled modestly: "Yueyue can't wait that long, even if you don't consider the four years of university tuition and living expenses, even if I graduate from university. Earning 10 yuan, Yueyue will have to wait until she is nine years old to have surgery. It will be too late by then, and the best time for surgery will be missed.” He pursed his lips and thought for a while, and he explained, “Besides, I His grades are mediocre, so he can’t get into a good university.”

Sun Yanzhi stared at Lang Song's deep facial contours, and his heart moved slightly. Hua Qiang said that Lang Song's grades were good. He didn't know if this was Lang Song's self-comfort, or just perfunctory his words, but he knew it was Unable to have both, Lang Song made the best choice. He chose to sacrifice his studies to fulfill his sister's ears.

Some images flashed in his mind. Sun Yanshi recalled the day when Lang Song grabbed him by the collar and recognized him as Lang Yue's biological father.At that moment, Lang Song's eyes may not be filled with impatience and anger, but the earnest hope that he thought he had found Lang Yue's biological parents and could perform surgery on Lang Yue as soon as possible.

Some complicated emotions surfaced on the bottom of his tongue, Sun Yanshi opened his mouth, and before he could blurt out his well-thought-out words, the mobile phone on the corner of the table suddenly rang.

"It's the alarm clock." Lang Song picked up the phone, "Yueyue should wake up, I'll go upstairs and have a look."

"Go."

Sun Yanshi watched Lang Song walk through the shelves and disappeared behind the door before looking away.

Lang Song's demeanor is very good, he keeps his head held high and his waist straight at all times, even if he comes back from the wholesale market in a mess, he is still upright and unyielding.

Sun Yanshi couldn't help recalling his 19-year-old appearance, but unfortunately the picture in his mind has blurred, maybe he used to be as tall and straight as Lang Song...

Lang Yue really woke up, Lang Song wiped her face, carried her downstairs.

There was no business in the afternoon, and the three of them were silently working on a table of hang tags.

Lang Yue had worked for Lang Song before, and with her small hands, she twisted the cards fast, and the speed of stringing tags was even faster than Sun Yanshi.

Sun Yanzhi can't save face, it's fine if his hands and feet are not as quick as Lang Song, but he can't compare to a brat?

He naively asked Lang Song to tell Lang Yue that he wanted to compete with her, and the loser had to agree to a request from the winner. Lang Yue was so excited that she hurriedly applauded and nodded, drooling with joy.

So a "massive" game kicked off, and Lang Song became the referee.

Sun Yanshi was actually a little uncomfortable, the withdrawal reaction made him dizzy, but this childish game concentrated his slack energy and concentration, and made him unconsciously ignore the discomfort on his body.When he stretched his sore arms and raised his head to look at the old-fashioned wall clock on the wall, the hour hand had already pointed to 5. An afternoon that didn't need mobile games to pass the time passed like a passing time.

It was almost time to prepare dinner, and Lang Song announced the end of the game with a big wave of his hand.

Lang Yue hurriedly handed the small frame with the tag under her feet to Lang Song, and Sun Yanshi also handed out the plastic bag in front of her without showing any weakness.

Lang Song counted the number of hang tags of the two in a fair and notarized manner, and finally announced that Lang Yue was slightly better.

Willing to admit defeat, Sun Yanshi touched his nose embarrassingly, and asked Lang Song to ask Lang Yue what he wanted.

Langyue rolled her eyes, thought carefully for a long time, and finally performed a series of sign language.

Lang Song glanced at Sun Yanshi, hesitated for a moment before saying: "Yueyue said that she hasn't made up her mind yet, can I tell you when she has made up her mind."

Sun Yanshi took Langyue into his arms and scratched her armpit, and said with a smile, "You little man."

The author has something to say:

Songsong won't go to study anymore, but the author won't wrong him. ^_^