Let You Be A Cannon Fodder, And You Catch The Heroine Easily?

The day of the monthly exam is coming soon.

These days, Jiang Feng didn't care about Jiang Jiandang at all.

Before Jiang Jiandang was able to help He Minglang well, it was purely because Song Lin was cooking, doing laundry, and even doing housework.

He only needs to be an uncle at home.

But it's different now.

Now when Song Lin formally filed for divorce with him, he couldn't last long with his lazy personality.

I'm used to being an uncle.

Now that he has to go to work, cook, and do laundry, it will be delayed until at least nine or ten in the middle of the night when he is done.

The delivery time of meals can only be delayed more and more every day.

Because of the lack of money, there are fewer and fewer meals delivered.

The human heart is the most insufferable.

There is no dutiful son in front of the bed for a long time.

What's more, now He Minglang is purely a sponsorship relationship for Jiang Jiandang?

It didn't last for a week, and Jiang Jiandang felt resentment in his heart.

After work, Jiang Jiandang opened the door, and the whole house was deserted, not even turning on the lights.

The house is messy.

Dirty shoes and clothes flying all over the place.

There is a pile of bowls in the sink.

Even the kitchen waste has a sour smell.

The whole house was almost inaccessible.

His mood fell to the bottom in an instant.

I want to rest, but I can't.

At this time, Jiang Jiandang suddenly felt a little confused in his heart.

If it was before, now he would have finished his meal comfortably and went for a walk.

But now...

He still has to cook and take him to the hospital.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

He glanced at the screen, and when he saw the three words He Minglang, he just felt like a tight-knit curse, his heart skipped a beat, and he instantly became irritable.

urge urge!

I know to urge!

Does he need rest?

For the first time, Jiang Jiandang felt some resentment towards He Minglang from the bottom of his heart.

...

Ten p.m.

The two brothers and sisters of the He family were groaning with hunger in the ward.

"Brother, this Jiang Jiandang is just fake and kind. It's ten o'clock now, and he hasn't come over yet! I think he doesn't want to care about us at all! He said that he wanted to adopt us, and he wanted to treat you, I guess it's all fake. of!"

He Mingxue was so angry that she called Jiang Jiandang over and over with her cell phone, with a gloomy face, "He doesn't answer the phone at all!"

"Maybe something happened."

"Come on, what can happen."

"Jiang Uncle has helped us so much before, so don't say these things in the future, lest outsiders say that our He family brothers and sisters don't know how to be grateful."

He Minglang lay weakly on the bed, his eyes slender and deep.

The light in his pupils was dim.

He always felt... that something wasn't quite right.

These days, not only did Jiang Jiandang bring fewer and fewer meals, but even Xu Qingya had fewer days to visit him.

I always felt like something was out of control.

The slender and articulated hands were clutching the sheets, and the sheets were crumpled.

He made a decision in an instant.

...

When He Minglang was wearing a school uniform and carrying a lot of medicine in his hand, he returned to school under the escort of Jiang Jiandang, and was immediately surrounded by everyone.

The drug in the bag is naturally a stable drug for leukemia.

He was extremely thin, and his face was as pale as paper, as if it would fall over when the wind blew.

Jiang Jiandang, who was behind him, supported him distressedly, "You said that you are polite to Uncle, Uncle is willing to cook for you! Although the hospitalization fee is expensive, Uncle will find a way! Tell me why you insist on being discharged from the hospital! !"

Discharged?

All ears perked up.

Even many people's eyes wandered on Jiang Feng and He Minglang.

"Uncle, you've helped me a lot, cough...cough..." He Minglang coughed so much that his face turned red, as if he was shaky, "I am a student, the exam is about to be taken, I can't be absent from class, and I I feel that my health is much better, and I don't have to spend all that money when I come to Uncle."

"Hey...you..."

Jiang Jiandang's lips twitched, thinking of the high medical bills, but in the end he didn't say anything.

After all, he really couldn't afford to live there.

When he never felt hungry before, he didn't feel anything about selling a house to save people.

But now...

These days, he only has dozens of dollars, and he can only go to the vegetable market to eat vegetables for a few dollars every day. When the family can't even afford washing powder, the idea of ​​selling the house is shaken.

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