Chapter 1: The Plague of the Neighbor's House
Seven years ago, Song Huan lived in the famous high-end "Hemu" villa area, and everyone yearned for it. He paid the rent of the school district he had bought for the convenience of college, and received a large amount of living gold every month. As a person with absolute wealth and power, Song Huan attended the newspaper's superior key meetings many times in the year he just graduated, and devoted himself to the construction of the newspaper and his contacts, spending hundreds of millions of dollars.
Early this morning, the thirty-five-year-old neighbor who lived next door to him suddenly came to the door and said with a distressed face: "Brother, I know that you are a helpful and good boy, I, recently there was a crisis in the enrollment of kindergarten units, the boss drove away all our teachers, and gave a little money." Originally, I mixed quite a big one, and I made up enough money to buy this villa and wanted to change my life, and as a result, hey! Now there is a big problem in the economy, you see..."
"Say, how much." Song Huan is a cheerful person, and will not be entangled in one thing over and over again.
The neighbor was also very happy to hear it, but still scratched his head, "This... I don't know the specifics, or ..."
"Or will you use it first, not enough for me to add?"
Song Huan was so delicious that the neighbor's smile was immediately as bright as a flower: "Thank you so much, little brother!" In the future, I will pay it back again and again, and I will pay it off within a few years! Rest assured! After saying that, he took the card that Song Huan handed him and happily jumped away.
Looking at the back of Chen Lingwei's departure, Song Huan smiled softly. He regretted that there are too many people in the world who are short of money, and even the topics of discussion between neighbors, in addition to money or money... Of course, he who is well-versed in the world does not expect anything at all.
This afternoon he went to the newspaper office for a meeting, in order to show a low profile and not to be recognized, specially walked down the long subway stairs, waited for a full ten minutes of car, and vowed to take the assistant's BMW after work, take the subway home after work, put the Rolls-Royce in the back garden of the house with the dust, and occasionally drive it again if necessary. Forget it, after all, aren't all successful people careful when they even go out? Otherwise, how can you prove that he is a successful person?
On the subway, he saw a lot. There are junior high school students who have been holding their mobile phones and looking closely like blind people, there are irresponsible adults who leave their children hanging aside and ignoring them, and there are those who refuse to give up their seats in front of the elderly on crutches and the pregnant women in August...
He also saw Chen Xiaowei and his wife, who asked him to borrow money early in the morning. Well, it's familiar.
They stood in the middle of the two trains of rickety succession, both of them holding the armrest tightly, a look of fear that people had never seen the world, as if they would fly out in the next second, and Song Huan, who was ten years younger, felt ashamed to see it.
"Why are you coming with me to work?" If you don't go along the way, you won't have trouble. Chen Xiaowei actually talked to his wife in this way, and Song Huan, who listened silently to the conversation between the two, had some doubts. The wife muttered, You me? "Seemingly indifferent. People who don't know how to do it still think that this is a cold queen. However, Song Huan saw through it at a glance: this is definitely a pretending licking girl.
Suddenly, Ding Zero-zero--his wife's mobile phone rang, and she pressed the call button: "Hello? "Xiaoyan, tomorrow I'm going to hang out with my middle school classmates, and you'll solve it yourself at home, and the dishes will be put in the refrigerator." Tell my son not to worry, many of us will go together. "Okay. But why didn't you call your son? ”
Ah, this answer, no one can come up with such a "high emotional intelligence" statement.
"Do you think I'm rambling?" Can't you take me as your mother?! The old mother at the other end of the conversation was obviously angry, and she was very disapproving of her daughter-in-law. Usually, these ladies have a bad temper, and their personalities are hot and cold, which is elusive and especially difficult to serve.
"No, it's not! You misunderstood me! You always do! I never meant that! How do you..." Liu Xiaoyan's face was flushed, impatient, and he was still stomping his feet, and his voice was much higher, which caused many people in the carriage to look at him with disgust.
"What else could you mean?" Well?! Also, did I allow you and my son to be nailers?! Don't you ask the old lady how she feels?! The old man was agitated.
"Mom, Xiaoyan, she... Irregular menstruation. Chen Xiaowei interjected, and the other party suddenly stopped talking.
"Whatever you want! That's what your generation of young people is like! The old man obviously didn't want to argue anymore, felt that there was no point, and hung up the phone one step earlier.
"Oh, I don't want you to menstruate like this again." Chen Xiaowei glanced at his wife in disgust, and Liu Xiaoyan's mouth cocked higher: "I can't help it!" ”
Laugh to death, typical young man. Wait, that's young people? so! Song Huan: ...
There were also many people sitting and sleeping in the carriage, who had been woken up at this time and stared at Liu Xiaoyan unhappily. Liu Xiaoyan's face was not very good, throwing the mobile phone into the bag and then staring at the ground in disgust, the fragile ground seemed to be stared through in the next second.
Song Huan sighed in his heart: Today I always feel that what I have encountered is not a good thing, and at the major meeting, it was said that the stock investment of the newspaper company has a relatively obvious downward trend, which has a great impact on the performance of other newspapers and media, and now it is impossible to have a good rest, it is really an unhappy day!
Even if he is smart, he can't guess, and a more serious crisis is yet to come. No, the neighbor's old mother actually had a car accident, resulting in a fracture of the entire vertebrae, which was difficult to repair. When Chen Lingwei heard the news, her jaw was about to fall, and she was overwhelmed with panic and chaos, smashing the things in her own home into a mess. Under the enlightenment of a thousand words from his friend, he finally eased up and rushed to the Fifth People's Hospital in the shortest possible time.
The Fifth People's Hospital was crowded and the sound was so noisy that he squeezed into his fucking ward for a long time, pushed open the door and walked in.
"Mom..." Chen Lingwei lowered her head, her whole body trembling.
"Son..." The old mother is 68 years old this year, and the child was raised at the age of 33, so Chen Xiaowei is quite old among her peers. The son looked at the old man with whitish lips and felt very uncomfortable: "Mom, why are you so careless!" ”
"Eh, I..." Gu Xuexiang saw that his son was uncomfortable with himself, and he said with a stammer, "I didn't mean it either... It was the car driver, he suddenly turned a corner and hit me, you know... I didn't see him at all, but he... I have to say that my old man touched porcelain! Just after the rescue operation, two young girls said that they had filmed me and confirmed that my bones were indeed broken. The driver said nothing more... But Xiao Wei, now I really hurt...! ”
"Mom, you try to be patient, I'll call the doctor right away!!" Chen Lingwei shouted and rushed out.
Gu Xuexiang slowly and slowly collapsed, his upper body buried in the crumpled white quilt on the hospital bed.
"Auntie, please hold on!" After a while, Chen Xiaowei rushed in, and the nurse and doctor also pushed the tool cart and dragged the instrument, and followed closely behind. The nurse quickly changed the patient's saline bag, then put on an oxygen mask for her, and pressed the air non-stop to inject fresh air into her mouth. The doctor stared at the heart rate monitor for a second.
After nearly half a minute, Gu Xuexiang finally took another sharp breath and woke up. "Mom! You're awake! Chen Xiaowei shouted in ecstasy, and her eyes were wide open." Oh son... Would you like to borrow some money for your mother? Mom wants to cure this disease quickly. ”
"Mom, money... Money it's not a problem, it's just... The doctor said that your situation must be hospitalized for observation, and they have seen this for the first time..." Chen Xiaowei said unbearably.
Gu Xuexiang blinked a pair of small eyes covered with crow's feet, staring blankly at the wall in front of him.
"Mom, did you hear me? It's okay! Everything will be fine! You just have to wait! Chen Xiaowei shouted and shouted, and suddenly cried. Only he knew, the doctor said, that his mother's spine could no longer be repaired.