Tang Manjin hurriedly got dressed, picked up his little daughter and was about to go to the health center. Mrs. Tang also got up and was shocked when she saw her little granddaughter looking like this.
"Wrap yourself in a blanket and don't freeze!"
Mrs. Tang hugged a blanket and wrapped the nine pounds tightly. The whole family was so anxious that they didn't notice the guilty look in the little girl's eyes.
Jiujin was a little panicked. She didn't expect that her family would be so troubled. Obviously when she was sick in the past, her family members were quite calm and did whatever they needed to do. Why are they so anxious today, which made her panic.
"Dad, no injection!"
Tang Jiujin twisted his little fat body and refused to go to the health center.
"Obey, it hurts so much, I need to let the doctor take a good look at it!"
Xu Jinfeng comforted her little daughter, her voice much gentler than usual.
Jiu Jin felt even more guilty, twisting his little hands and not knowing what to do.
Tang Niannian also got up, walked to the little girl, touched her forehead, it was a little cold, and then put his hand from her back, it was dry and not sweaty at all.
"stomachache?"
Tang Niannian asked coldly.
"Um."
Tang Jiujin lowered his head with a guilty conscience, his little hands were almost broken.
"I have a cure, just a few injections and it will be cured!"
Tang Niannian had a gleaming silver needle in her hand. The little girl's face turned pale and she shook her head vigorously: "No injection, second sister, no injection!"
She was most afraid of injections. She had been spanked before and it hurt her to death.
"Obey, your second sister will be fine with just one injection."
Xu Jinfeng did not doubt Tang Niannian's medical skills at all. In her heart, no matter what Tang Niannian said or did, it was right, and she would definitely support it.
Mrs. Tang saw some clues, mainly because some memories of her death suddenly came back to life.
This scene feels indescribably familiar.
Tang Niannian sneered, and the silver needle approached Tang Jiujin, getting closer and closer. The little girl's pupils shrank into holes, and cold sweat dripped from her forehead.
"I don't feel any pain anymore, second sister, I really don't feel any pain anymore!"
Tang Jiujin screamed at the top of his lungs. From now on, he won't even pretend to be sick if he beats her to death. The second sister is so scary!
Woohoo...
"It really doesn't hurt anymore?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore!"
"Will you go to school tomorrow?"
"superior!"
The two sisters asked and answered questions, but everyone still didn't understand. Xu Jinfeng was so angry that she slapped her face hard and cursed: "You stinky girl pretending to be sick and deceiving others, where did you learn that?"
Mrs. Tang glanced at Tang Niannian and wanted to say that even if the upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked, it was all because of Nian's fault.
However, she still saved some face for Tang Niannian and did not say anything.
"Everyone go back to sleep!"
Mrs. Tang glared at Jiu Jin fiercely. The little girl lowered her head in fear and did not dare to say a word. She was still thinking, how did the second sister see it?
It was obvious that the third sister and her parents had been deceived by her.
She just wants to sleep under the quilt and doesn't want to go to school in the cold weather. Alas... why is it so difficult?
The little girl let out a long sigh, like an eggplant beaten by frost, Xu Jinfeng slapped her hard on the butt a few times, held her ears and went back to the room to sleep.
Jiujin didn't dare to cry, for fear of being beaten even more severely, which made her feel so hurt.
The corners of Tang Niannian's mouth raised, "Son, she had used this trick eight hundred years ago, and you still want to lie to her?"
snort!
Early the next morning, Jiu Jin was dug out from under the quilt by Mrs. Tang and ordered her to go to school.
Jiu Jin did not dare to resist. After eating breakfast, he obediently went to school with his friends.
The snow stopped, and there was more than a foot of snow on the ground. You had to wear rain boots when you went out. Tang Niannian was too lazy to ride a bicycle, so he simply got a simple skateboard and let Bai Sui and Fu Bao pull it all the way into the city.
When she arrived at the county seat, it was just before nine o'clock, and she went directly to Zhang Lewei's house.
Zhang Lewei's mother is also at home. They look very similar to each other. However, Zhang Lewei's face is simple. At first glance, she looks like a child from a privileged family who has not endured hardships. Zhang's mother has a shrewd face, and her eyes always reveal a bit of sizing and speculation when looking at people, which makes people uncomfortable. Comfortable.
"Xiao Tang, sit down quickly and drink malted milk!"
Mother Zhang's enthusiasm was more enthusiastic than the desert sunshine, and she even made a cup of rich malted milk. Tang Niannian was a little flattered.
This is the second time she has come to Zhang's house. The first time she came, Zhang's mother's courtesy was full of alienation and arrogance, and her eyes looked at people like X-rays. When she learned that Tang Niannian was a rural girl, Zhang's mother's Politeness means nothing but alienation. Of course, I'm not rude, I just treat you like air.
Tang Niannian didn't care at all about Zhang's mother's attitude. After all, she was a VIP customer who paid 900 yuan, so her tolerance level was quite high.
Moreover, Zhang Lewei said that her mother is a 100% snobbery, and she treats all her father's relatives indiscriminately.
It's not directed at Tang Niannian alone.
By the way, Tang Niannian still remembered that the first time he made her a cup of tea, the tea seemed to be from last year.
Tang Niannian took a sip of malted milk. The milk smell was so strong that Zhang's mother put in at least four spoonfuls.
She was even more flattered. After all, Zhang Lewei said that her mother would only add three spoons of malted milk to her daughter!
"Xiao Tang, I heard from Xiao Wei that you work at Qianqian Factory?"
Mother Zhang looked at Tang Niannian with a smile that was particularly kind.
"right."
Tang Niannian nodded and took another sip of malted milk. It tasted really good.
"Are you still the deputy director of the factory in your village?" Zhang's mother asked again.
"right!"
Tang Niannian nodded again, drank the remaining malted milk in one breath, and smacked his lips.
Zhang's malted milk is delicious.
"I'll make you another drink!"
Zhang's mother had a sharp eye and quick hands. She took the cup and made another cup with a stronger concentration. She had not done a good job in preparation before. She had neglected Xiao Tang and had to treat him well today.
This time it was still four spoonfuls. Mother Zhang brewed it and handed it over with a smile.
"Thank you, aunt!"
Tang Niannian reached out to take it and said, "I am the deputy director in name only. I don't usually do anything."
"Xiao Tang, you are too modest. Xiao Wei said that you signed an order worth more than three million yuan at the Canton Fair. Some big factories in Shanghai are not so powerful!"
Mother Zhang gave a thumbs up and praised her sincerely.
"It's just good luck and the guidance and help from all the leaders. I definitely can't do it alone."
Tang Niannian's face was a little stiff. She was tired from laughing all the time. What was Zhang Lewei doing? Why didn't he come out?
"Auntie, Zhang Lewei isn't up yet?"
Tang Niannian quickly interrupted Zhang's mother and asked first.
"She's changing her clothes. This kid just loves to mess around. Don't worry, the train ticket is for noon. You can have lunch before going out!"
Zhang's mother called to the room again: "Xiaowei, hurry up, it's been half an hour since I changed, why haven't I finished changing yet?"
"coming!"
Zhang Lewei ran out, wearing a big red cashmere coat, a felt beret of the same color, and black trousers underneath. It was quite beautiful, but the coat was a bit too long.
"Nian Nian, please help me take a look. How does this look?"
Zhang Lewei turned around and asked Tang Niannian to help the staff.
"Do you have a short coat?"
Tang Niannian made a pertinent suggestion. Zhang Lewei is not tall and has a mid-50s figure. If her top is too long, it will easily weigh her down.
