The warm sunshine shines on the branches of the green belt, casting some mottled shadows on the ground.
When Tan Jiajia came out of the Provincial Lottery Center with a bank card in his arms, he felt like his feet were floating on a cotton field, and a strong sense of unreality surged into his heart.
Keeping this feeling, he wandered back to his home like a wandering spirit according to his memory.
Feng Tingting hasn't come back since she went out. The rental house of dozens of square meters looks empty.
Tan Jiajia didn't even change her shoes, she stepped on the floor she had just mopped before going out and sat on the sofa.
After being stunned for a moment, Tan Jiajia reached out and pinched her face.
It hurts!
Not a dream!
Then he seemed to be crazy, lying on the sofa and laughing loudly.
I didn't expect that I would be so lucky. I actually won 100 million by accident.
That's 100 million, even if the current living standard is doubled. Living a life of eating one takeaway and throwing another away is enough to squander for a lifetime.
So, this kind of life is the right way to open up, right? Are all the previous experiences a test from God?
Tan Jiajia smiled, as if she couldn't control her emotions, and burst into tears.
But he didn't bother to wipe it with a tissue, letting tears and snot flow freely on his face.
"Honey, I'm back."
At this moment, Feng Tingting opened the door and came in.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw Tan Jiajia, who was looking crazy on the sofa. She walked over without even changing her shoes, and asked curiously: "What's wrong with you?"
As she spoke, she took out a tissue to wipe the tears from Tan Jiajia's face.
Tan Jiajia put away her exaggerated smile, let Feng Tingting's hands operate on her face, and said seriously: "Xiaoting, let's get married."
"Ah?" Feng Tingting's hand was startled, and then she put it down. She sat on the sofa angrily, picked up the pillow and threw it away:
"Are you proposing like this? There is no sense of ceremony at all."
Being tossed around like this by Feng Tingting, Tan Jiajia's head, which was a little confused because of winning the lottery, half sobered up:
"Yes, this is indeed not good. Just wait for me and let me prepare."
After saying that, Tan Jiajia stood up and strode towards the door.
Feng Tingting was a little confused. She saw that Tan Jiajia had opened the door and seemed to be leaving. She couldn't help but remind her: "Why are you going? The meal hasn't been cooked yet."
What she responded to was the sound of the door slamming heavily, and Feng Tingting couldn't help but complain in a low voice.
But there was a little excitement in her heart. Could what he said be true? I'm really getting ready for the proposal.
However, since you are planning to propose, why do you need to tell me directly?
In this way, there are no surprises. Can we maintain a sense of mystery?
Thinking of this, Feng Tingting's cold little face was stained with a hint of blush, and her eyes were shining with anticipation...
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This is an ordinary double ward in the Central Hospital of City C.
On the hospital bed at the back, a man wrapped in gauze like a rice dumpling was lying on it with dull eyes, muttering to himself.
There was a woman in her thirties sitting on the stool, and next to her stood two children, a boy and a girl.
At this time, the woman was wiping her tears and wailing: "You are a murderer, how can we live in the future if you just run away and jump off some building, abandoning our mother-in-law?"
Her voice was heartbreaking, as if the person lying on the bed was already dead.
Fortunately, there is only one person living in this house for the time being, otherwise there will definitely be complaints.
When the older little girl heard her mother crying like this, she looked at her father lying on the bed and couldn't help but remind her: "Mom, my father is not dead yet."
The woman continued to howl: "Not dead? It's better to die. You can save some money by dying. If you are injured like this, your family will be depleted, and you will have to sleep on the street tomorrow."
The person on the bed heard it, and as if he was stimulated, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and then put it down feebly after a while.
When the woman saw this, she started crying again. The little boy next to him seemed to be infected, and he started crying too.
The little girl cried when she saw the two of them, but she held back at first.
Later, he couldn't hold back his tears and burst into tears.
Suddenly, the two children and the first one burst into tears, and coupled with the man on the hospital bed talking to himself, the room suddenly became lively.
Just when the scene was on the verge of getting out of control, the originally closed door was opened, and a man wearing a white coat and a mask walked in. He said seriously:
"What's going on? What's the fuss about? This is a hospital."
When the doctor yelled, several people couldn't help but fell silent, except for the little boy who was crying uncontrollably.
The woman quickly held the little boy in her arms and comforted him. Although she was afraid of him, her fierce words were not weak: "Why, you won't let my man cry even if he dies?"
"Dead?" The doctor's eyebrows exposed outside the mask raised, and he took a closer look. The man on the bed was still reciting a series of numbers.
This made him relax his clenched fists, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked at the woman, took out an envelope from his hand and handed it to her.
"Your husband is Zhang Liangmu. Someone asked me to give this to your husband. Please keep it."
"Doctor, what is this?"
The woman took it hesitantly. The envelope was sealed. She reached out and touched it. There seemed to be a small card inside.
"Open it and see for yourself." After saying that, the doctor left again, not forgetting to close the door.
"Mom, what is this?" The little boy had stopped crying and looked curiously at the thing in his mother's hand.
"Don't move." She swatted away her son's claws that were reaching out to cause trouble, and then looked at her husband who was lying half-dead on the bed - he was still mumbling words and didn't pay attention.
After thinking about it, she tore open the envelope and contained a bank card and a piece of white paper folded in half. She curiously unfolded the white paper and saw two rows of words written on it:
The top row is [Password: 123456], and the bottom row is two words [Thank you].
The woman suddenly felt something was wrong, and quickly got up and chased to the door, wanting to find out the doctor who had just stopped her.
But when she opened the door, the person before was gone.
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After coming out of Zhang Liangmu's ward, Tan Jiajia threw her disguise props directly into the trash can.
It was he who pretended to be a doctor just now and gave things to Zhang Liangmu's wife.
That card contained about one-third of the bonus, which was regarded as repaying the other party's kindness.
As for whether the other party accepts it or not, he has no control over his reaction.
After all, he never likes to owe others, and he does this to give himself peace of mind.
After doing this, Tan Jiajia did not rush home, but turned around and went to the mall.
You know, his original purpose of coming out was to prepare for Feng Tingting's proposal. I just went to the mall to buy some things.
By the time Tan Jiajia hurriedly selected the diamond ring, booked the flower restaurant and other trivial matters, it was almost six o'clock in the evening.
He had already called Feng Tingting before, and after he had made arrangements, Feng Tingting, dressed up, had already arrived at the restaurant.
