Liu Xingyun said goodbye after lunch. Jiang Chan was not stingy and turned 5,000 directly on Liu Xingyun's card. Half of the ten thousand he got in the morning was gone in a blink of an eye, and Jiang Chan's eyelids didn't blink.

Liu Xingyun left two bottles of medicine: The old lady should take this medicine. This is the amount of one month. You will come to me after taking it. I will consider the situation.

Thank you. Jiang Chan took the medicine, found a small bottle, and put the medicine in it: I told her that this is vitamin C, so that she would not feel psychologically burdened.

After seeing Liu Xingyun off, Jiang Chan felt much more at ease. Depression is not helpless, but this process requires a lot more energy.

In fact, the reason why many people with depression commit suicide is that in addition to suffering from illness, they are more likely to be ununderstood. They feel that they have been abandoned by this society, as if no one knows that they are dead.

In the afternoon, Jiang Chan was still lying on the carpet in the living room like in the morning, but she stopped writing the program this time, but instead prepared to develop her main business.

Of course, this inspiration was given to her by the original owner Qiuxin. Qiuxin has always liked to write and draw, but because of the heavy work, the wish of wanting things has never been fulfilled.

Jiang Chan's vision and experience are all there. After all, he was a student handed over by Jiang Sen. How bad is his writing skills? It was only after lunch until the sky was full of rays that Jiang Chan raised her head.

She wrote out the outline and opening of the new article. Unlike ordinary authors who have to revise it repeatedly after writing it, Jiang Chan basically does not change it after writing it, and she writes like a god.

New article She thought of the first world she traveled through time. She had been in that world for more than 60 years and was already in her seventies when she died. In such an era when the average age was only 60 years old, she could really be said to have lived a long life.

During those sixty years, she witnessed the rise of a large family and witnessed the ups and downs of the court with her own eyes. Now she wants to tell such a story, she wants to record the world she has experienced.

Perhaps this world does not exist in the eyes of others, but in Jiang Chan's eyes, these are all things she has experienced personally.

With the blessing of memory, Jiang Chan's writing went smoothly. Before dinner, she had already written the 10,000 words at the beginning of the article except for the outline.

Uploading to the most well-known one, looking at the page, waiting for review. Jiang Chan closed the computer: I went to make dinner, after dinner, we went out for a walk?

Feng Yuan didn't say anything, and Jiang Chan didn't care. She went straight to the kitchen to work hard.

After dinner, it was completely dark. Jiang Chan held Feng Yuan and prepared to go out. When she was changing her shoes by the door, Feng Yuan was silent and full of resistance.

Jiang Chan smiled: We went out to relax and stayed at home for a day and became bored. Mom, just treat it as a companion for me. I haven’t come back for a long time. I want to see the changes here.

Perhaps it was moved by Jiang Chan's words that Feng Yuan followed Jiang Chan out, but his fingers unconsciously pinched Jiang Chan's wrist to see the tension in her heart.

The lights in the corridor were very dim and no one walked around, so Feng Yuan was a little relaxed.

Old Lu, you are so lucky today, you won by the only one of us.

A rough voice suddenly came from the corridor. Feng Yuan was shocked and subconsciously stopped. Jiang Chan patted her back: It's okay, that's Uncle Lu downstairs. They are on the third floor, we can't meet them.

Only when Feng Yuan heard the corridor was silent again did she calm down. This time she followed Jiang Chan step by step, a bit like a frightened bird.

Jiang Chan was reluctant to do so, but she still made up her mind to do so. She couldn't let Feng Yuan stay at home all the time. Taking her out was a challenge to her at first, but later she gradually got used to it.

It will basically never be good if she doesn't go out. Only by opening herself and embracing the world can she recover better. Although there are many unsatisfactory things in the world, it is still good overall.

Taking Feng Yuan downstairs like this, Jiang Chan helped her walk around the community. Although it was a winter night, the enthusiasm of the children would not seem to be defeated by the cold weather.

They were having a great time playing on the slide exercise equipment downstairs. The sound of children playing crisply came, and Feng Yuan stopped. Jiang Chan simply took Feng Yuan down on the bench next to him and watched the children play from a distance.

Watching the children play, Jiang Chan's head is empty, as if Dandan's grandchildren were also playing under her knees in her first life, which also allowed her to enjoy the joy of family.

Auntie, this is my shuttlecock. Suddenly, a colorful chicken feather shuttlecock flew to Jiang Chan's eyes, and Jiang Chan grabbed it with a sensible move.

A little girl with a braid came over timidly, her tone was a little weak.

Jiang Chan smiled and handed the shuttlecock over. The little girl took it and twisted her round body and played with the children again.

After watching this for twenty minutes, Jiang Chan touched Feng Yuan's hand: Let's go back.

Feng Yuan didn't move at all, his eyes staring at the children. Jiang Chan pulled her to stand up: If you like to watch these, we will go to the main square tomorrow, where there are more people and more places to play.

Come home with me now. Your hands are cold now. If you catch a cold, it will be bad. Be obedient.

It was like taking care of a little doll, but fortunately this doll was obedient enough.

Taking Feng Yuan back, Jiang Chan served Feng Yuan soaking her feet and kneaded her again. Jiang Chan became idle. Tomorrow she still has a lot of things to do, Feng Yuan's body needs to be conditioned, and many medicinal materials are used in it. She still has time to go to the Chinese pharmacy.

She also has to take time to do tasks to make money. At present, there is basically no income. Her main source of income is to write code. In addition, the layout of the old house, etc., all of them require money.

At this time, Jiang Chan was about to complain. You said that you have been working in the Shanghai Stock Exchange for more than two years and basically have no deposits. Why bother? People are tired and die of fatigue. My old mother suffered from depression at home alone. She felt sad when she said that.

He planned his itinerary for the past few days. Before going to bed, Jiang Chan went to the stage to take a look. When he saw the vocabulary that passed the review, Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows.

Looking at the backstage, there was already a text message from the writer, which was the general idea that Jiang Chan’s new book had met the signing standards, so Jiang Chan contacted the editor in charge to conduct signing.
Chapter completed!