With a breath in his throat, Yin Liting dialed the housekeeper's number and became furious:
"Uncle Li, how do you do things?"
"Didn't I say just clean up and don't touch anything in the house? Where's the tablecloth?"
"Who told you to throw away my tablecloth without permission?"
"Get it back for me!"
"If you can't get it back, don't do it."
She wouldn't know what to think if she came back and saw her tablecloth gone.
Each earth purification will cause trouble for him.
Touching the cold tabletop under his hands, Yin Liting was very angry. On the other side, the whole family held their breath and listened attentively. The housekeeper was scolded and his head was covered with blood, and his face was confused:
"Master, what kind of tablecloth is it? It's not Friday yet, I-I haven't arranged for anyone to come over yet."
"Didn't you say that cleaning once a week is enough?"
"Is it important?"
A tablecloth, did he hear it correctly?
Just as he was about to throw the phone down, Yin Liting was shocked again:
"What? You didn't come?"
What about the tablecloth?
Can he still disappear?
"Yes, the garden and vegetable garden of the old house have been renovated in the past two days. I have been busy greeting you, and Mrs. Chen is not free. I don't feel relieved that no one is looking at me. I haven't paid attention to you yet."
His mind was buzzing, and when he looked at the table again, Yin Liting was shocked to realize that the transparent soft cushion on the tablecloth was also missing.
If the tablecloth is dirty or the septum is damaged, just throw one away. Why are both missing?
Moreover, according to past cleaning experience, it is true that unless he points out what he wants to replace or asks for his opinion in advance, the servant will not dare to make the decision without authorization.
Could it be that she is back?
With a flash of inspiration, Yin Liting said again:
"Okay, I get it."
After hanging up the phone, he quickly returned to the bedroom. When he entered the door, his mind was buzzing again.
There are obviously fewer books on the small table, and the cartoon pillow she often hugged on the sofa in the leisure area is also missing. Why would she need to take away the tablecloth and pillow?
When she opened the closet, as expected, her pajamas were gone.
Turning to the cloakroom on one side, Yin Liting saw that in the wardrobe with transparent brown glass door, a big red Hermès leather bag with platinum diamond buckle was still well placed on it. On the shoe cabinet on the other side, the high heels he had bought for her were also still there. Saved a pair.
No need to ask, it must be brand new that she has not worn yet.
Opening the closet on one side, she saw that the area where she stored winter clothes was obviously empty, with only a black half-length down jacket still hanging on it.
She has been back, certainly more than once.
When did it happen?
What does she mean?
His feet went soft, and Yin Liting collapsed onto the shoe-changing chair in the middle:
Even the tablecloth was taken away. The remaining bits were probably either not needed for the time being or not needed yet, or they hadn't had time to pick them up yet. Did she not plan to come back at all?
No wonder he didn't answer his calls, didn't reply to his messages, and didn't come home for so many days.
No wonder the Mid-Autumn Festival video hit her mother’s phone but she didn’t call him. How much did she hate herself?
Why are you on a business trip, busy, and why would you come to him?
This liar~
It's obvious that you are stalling for time and perfunctory him!
It turned out that she was not losing her temper at all, but had made up her mind to leave, not even taking the shoes he gave her. How afraid was she of getting involved with her again?
Knocking on his forehead, Yin Liting was shocked to realize that something serious was going on.
He had already found her phone number, but in the end he didn't press it. He could no longer alert the snake. After this call, she probably hid again. Finally, he called Fang Yi's cell phone:
"Help me check Yu Qingluo's recent movements. Is he at work or on a business trip?"
…
On the other side, Yu Qing fell to the second floor and bumped into the uncle of the Yu family who was panting and carrying her shoes.
"Uncle, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"No, it's just that something happened on the road and I lost my temper."
After helping him out of the building together, Yu Qingluo put on her shoes.
After leaving the door, they saw that the electric car was still leaning on one side. The two of them worked together to lift the car up. They were not in a hurry to leave. Yu Qingluo helped him sit down by the flower bed:
"Uncle, I've stopped taking orders for you. Take a deep breath and see if it can be relieved? If not, we'll go find a doctor."
When helping him pack the car bags, Yu Qingluo noticed that there was a convenient cloth bag hanging under the handlebar, filled with water and a half-eaten steamed bun. For a long time, she still couldn't believe her eyes.
My uncle has been a teacher all his life, and he has always had more than enough. How could he end up like this?
He is not physically fit for the job.
She wanted to ask, but she saw people coming and going from time to time around her. In the end, she just pretended not to see them. Taking advantage of her uncle's break, she bought some bread, instant noodles and ham from a nearby convenience store.
When they came out, the uncle of the Yu family insisted that he was not in the way, and the two left on their electric bicycle.
Chasing her all the way downstairs, Lu Dongxuan just looked at her from a distance. After listening to a few words of conversation between the two and watching them leave, he gave a red envelope to the rider who delivered the food, then turned around and went upstairs again.
…
Uncle Yu took him all the way to the gate of the community. Yu Qingluo pulled him aside, opened a piece of bread and said that he bought it wrong and didn't like it, so he forced it on him.
"Uncle, I just wanted to ask you why you came out to deliver food so late at night? Did something happen?"
Chewing the bread, Uncle Yu shook his head:
"No, I just want to exercise and supplement my family income."
"Where's the eldest aunt? Can she agree?"
When she saw that he was lying, Yu Qingluo said coldly:
"If you don't tell me, I'll call her and ask her now."
"No, never."
As soon as she took out her mobile phone, someone held her wrist down. The next second, accompanied by a suppressed sob, Uncle Yu squatted on the ground wiping his tears, a grown man crying like a child.
"Uncle, what happened?"
After a long time, I heard Uncle Yu say:
"Your eldest aunt was diagnosed with acute leukemia. The doctor said there is a treatment method that requires several injections and has a high chance of cure. However, it costs more than two million. It is an imported injection ordered from abroad and is not covered by medical insurance."
"I want to sell the house and then borrow it, but your eldest aunt disagrees. She said she wanted to give up the treatment. She is afraid that all the money will be wasted in the end. She won't be able to keep it and will end up dragging me and Ziqiu down today."
"How could I just watch her suffer and wait for death?"
"But our house was originally an internal house assigned to us by the school and had small property rights. It was not easy to sell and was not worth much. I asked about it and found that it was sold at a low price for only one million. With our savings, we could almost make it. It reaches two million, but Ziqiu is still studying abroad, so it’s at least five hundred thousand a year."
"I haven't told her yet."
"I want to make more money and scrape it together. Two million is probably the starting price."
"It's no use to me. She has never enjoyed any blessings in her life with me, but now is a critical time for Ziqiu..."
