Qu Huan grew up so old that the only rich man she knew and was familiar with was her third uncle - a small contractor who worked on projects in Jiangnan.??

But the man in front of him was more valuable than her third uncle's car, because she knew this car and just left the job, the logo of the teahouse owner was exactly the same as this one, as if it cost one or two million.

Seeing such a rich man suddenly called her and said she knew her aunt, Qu Huan was a little more alert. She had lived with her aunt for five or six years, but she had never heard of any rich man she knew, so how could one appear halfway?

"I...I haven't seen you."

Seeing the little girl's look of suspicion, Fang Yuanshan felt stunned and realized that the little girl was blocking her on the road and telling her that she knew her family, which was indeed easy to misunderstand.

"It's okay, I'll call your aunt and say a few words to her."

Just as he was talking, Fang Yuanshan took out his cell phone and started to look around. When he saw the empty phone book, he remembered that his cell phone had disappeared long ago, so he could still make up for this number.

He had no choice but to raise his head and said, "Do you have a call from your aunt? Call her and I'll tell her a few words."

“I don’t have a cell phone.”

"Use my phone~" After saying that, he handed over the phone.

People and cars came and went on here on Jiangdong South Road. There was an extended "Guard Version" bulletproof Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the main road, turning the road that was not wide into a single lane. However, none of the cars behind dared to honk the horn, and they obediently walked around the lane next to them.

Now it's not the past. Cars have become Chinese family scooters, especially when they go into the sea, and there are more families. It is precisely because of this that the guard version has grown a large body, which makes passing vehicles subconsciously lean to the side. This kind of luxury car is scratched and they can't afford to sell their cars.

Qu Huan, beside the road, shook his head and said, "I don't have a phone number for my aunt."

Hearing her words, Fang Yuanshan suddenly became big, stretched out his hand to scratch his scalp, thought for a while and said, "How about this, where do you live, I'll take you back! Is your aunt still living in the quiet area?"

A trace of intention flashed across Qu Huan's face, but then he calmed down and shook his head again and said, "No need, we won't live in the quiet area."

Seeing her stubborn look, Fang Yuanshan thought for a while and said, "Then it, go back and talk to you. My number has not changed. Let her call me. By the way, my name is Fang Yuanshan."

"Yeah~"

Seeing that the polite smile on her face disappeared, he had no choice but to get in the car first, and Qu Huan outside had to shrink back and leave the place again.

"Boss, go back?"

Looking at the small figure, Fang Yuanshan didn't know what was going on, but he couldn't help but think of that person in his mind, protecting him behind him like a fighting hen.

"Dingling..."

Just when he was in a daze, the phone rang. He picked it up and saw that Murong Wan called. He looked at the figure walking away outside the car, and thought about it and then picked it up.

"Go home in twenty minutes."

After putting down his phone, he casually said, "Let's go, go back first."

...

Qu Huan watched Mercedes gallop past her side, but she still didn't lift her hands because she had a deep-rooted idea in her mind - don't talk to strangers casually.

Turning from Jiangdong South Road to Jiangdong Avenue, I kept walking forward, and I couldn't even take the bus during this cold season. I waited until the intersection of the "end of the season" and turned right, crossed the road and then entered an old community.

At the door of a shady car garage in Building 32, Qu Huan took out the key from his body and opened the roller shutter door. With the sound of iron rubbing, a violent cough came out of the garage.

Before the roller shutter door was fully raised, Qu Huan lowered his head and rushed into the garage, "Auntie, how are you doing? Don't scare me."

"I...I'm fine, I'm just an old problem." A weak voice sounded from the wall of the garage.

"Auntie, why don't we go to the hospital for a check-up?"

"No need to go to the hospital, you can't die! Just wait until you're over here."

Sitting beside the bed, Qu Huan held the back of the woman on the bed, let her sit up a little, then put a pillow behind her, then gently leaned down, pressed her side face against the woman on the bed, and her face was filled with admiration.

The woman stretched out her right hand in bed and stroked the girl's face and said softly: "Auntie is in poor health, and she is dragging you down."

“It will get better, it will be ~”

The two of them were talking, and occasionally coughing in the middle. When it was dark outside the garage, the girl next to the bed stood up and said embarrassedly: "Auntie, I'm just talking, I forgot that you haven't eaten yet."

"It's okay, aunt is not hungry."

"How can that work? Only when you are full can you get better quickly." As he said that, the girl had already walked to the door of the garage and started cooking.

The living facilities in this kind of taxi garage are basically complete and used to rent them to migrant workers. The price is quite expensive. The monthly rent for this garage is not 70 yuan, and the landlord still regards them as long as they rent them, and it is two women who rent them so cheaply.

I brushed the pot, washed the rice, steamed the rice first, and then started washing the vegetables. Qu Huan, the little girl, looked soft and weak, but unexpectedly, she was quite good at cooking. In about half an hour, each dish and soup had been served on the folding table.

I lifted the cover on the ground, and she poured the leftovers into the pot and heated them up. After the rice was done, it was ready, and it was completely dark outside at this time.

After turning on the light, the cold light shone brightly in the garage as daytime, and the woman leaning against the head of the bed and wearing black-framed glasses made it look like Qu Yuxiang.

This girl once full of spirituality now looks particularly haggard, her head is unattended, and her small face is now thin as a cone. Her agile eyes are full of compromise with reality.

Seeing the girl busy around alone, Qu Yuxiang was a little disgusted on the bed, "Auntie is almost turning into a useless person, and she actually wants you to serve her."

Qu Huan smiled and said, "What are you talking about? You are my mother. What's wrong with my daughter serving her mother? It's natural."

After the rice was served, Qu Huan brought a soft stool to the bed. The two of them sat down and started chatting while eating.

"Huanhuan, how is the work there? If you don't like it, don't do it anymore. When the New Year Aunt is in better health, she will go to work. You should go to school."

When she heard her asking about her work, Qu Huan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "It's a good job, and my colleagues treat me well. Auntie, just take care of your health, and you don't have to worry about the rest. It doesn't matter whether you read or not. Anyway, you have to work in the future, so it's better to come out and exercise early."

"How can that work? I promise your mother that I will definitely raise you to adulthood..."

"Oh, aunt! Look at it yourself. How many of those famous business masters have graduated from college? I will still have a promising future if I don't study."

"How can that work..."

"Cough...cough...cough...cough...

"Auntie, don't you worry?" After saying that, Qu Huan stopped eating and quickly reached out to pat her back.

"It's okay~" Qu Yuxiang raised her hand and signaled, and then said: "The times are different now. If you don't have knowledge, you will be one step slower in the future. Even if you apply for a small employee, they will prefer to hire a high-level education. Who wants you if you haven't graduated from high school?"

"Yes, yes, I understand, I'll talk about it after the New Year."

He lowered his head and pulled two mouthfuls of rice. Qu Huan suddenly raised his head and said, "Auntie, I met someone halfway through today, saying it was your old classmate, and he said his name was... Fang Yuanshan."

"Cough...cough...cough...cough cough...cough cough cough..."

Qu Yuxiang was drinking soup with a spoon. When he heard the words "Fang Yuanshan", he immediately coughed violently. Qu Huan immediately stood up, walked behind her and patted her gently, while patting her, and asked anxiously: "Auntie, is it okay? Are you choking?"

"Cough...cough...cough~"

After a while, Qu Yuxiang stopped coughing. Qu Huan immediately pulled a tissue and handed it to her, allowing her to wipe the corners of her eyes and coughed out tears.

He also wiped the soup sprinkled on the cotton robe. After putting down the tissue, Qu Yuxiang lowered her head and started eating the food. Qu Huan was waiting around and she had no time to answer. He couldn't help but ask, "Auntie, is he really your classmate?"

"What do you want to eat so much for a child?

"No, he...he looks quite rich, he sits in a Mercedes-Benz, and has a driver."

Qu Yuxiang looked up and glanced at her. Seeing that she was waiting for her answer, she couldn't help but ask, "What do you want to say?"

"I'm just... forget it, nothing." Qu Huan originally wanted to say that this rich man looked very kind and generous, so why would he ask him to help? But seeing her aunt looked so unkind, she swallowed her words back.

Qu Yuxiang also got down here, but she was far from being as calm as she was, and her hands began to tremble...
Chapter completed!