This is a residential area composed of low bungalows or dilapidated two-story buildings, which can be called the slum of Jiangcheng.

There is a thick locust tree in the middle of the yard where Jiang Feng lives, surrounded by several disrepaired bungalows. The walls of the courtyard are covered with pumpkin vines, and half of the sun is sunny. The overall look is dilapidated, but it is neat and warm.

At this time, it was only five o'clock in the afternoon. Jiang Feng walked into the house and saw his father Jiang Tianshan smoking in the yard with crutches. Jiang Tianshan's left leg was broken from his knees. The trousers below were empty, and swaying with the evening breeze under the setting sun, which made people feel sad at first glance. Jiang Feng did not dare to look at his father's face, and lowered his head to try to slip back into his room.

"Afeng, how early is the get off work today?" Jiang Tianshan stared at his son's face with surprise in his eyes. Then he soon found a little blood stain on his son's hair, and asked in a slightly shocked tone: "You... have you fought with someone?"

From the day Jiang Feng became sensible, Jiang Tianshan taught him to be honest and humble. When he was a child, as long as Jiang Feng fought with others, he would be beaten up by Jiang Tianshan when he returned home. Gradually, Jiang Feng developed a gentle temper and never took the initiative to fight with others.

Jiang Feng lowered his head, shook his head, and walked straight into the house.

"Stop." Jiang Tianshan shouted at his son in a deep voice: "Where did the blood on your head come from?"

"Dad, I accidentally touched it!" Jiang Feng stopped and panicked. This reason was obviously untenable, but Jiang Tianshan did not ask any further. He just sighed heavily.

Seeing that his father did not ask further, Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "Dad, is my mother's illness better?"

"I still don't see you, I can't feel dizzy, I'm lying on the bed!"

"I'll go see her!" Jiang Feng walked towards his mother's room as if he ran away.

Jiang Tianshan looked at his son's back as he walked into the house, and his eyes showed deep sorrow. With his experience, from Jiang Feng's expression and blood stains on his head, he could tell at a glance that his son had fought with someone, and he suffered a great loss. The reason why he did not continue to ask was that he did not want to sprinkle salt on the wound. Moreover, his son was already old, so he would not tell him the truth easily.

Not asking questions does not mean he doesn't care.

Although he is unable to support his son, he will never allow others to bully his son.

Jiang Tianshan took out an old waveguide mobile phone from his top pocket, pulled out a string of numbers with a little anger, raised his thumb and pressed the keys to pull the keys, but his thumb suddenly trembled. At this time, he looked into the distance, showing a look of hesitation and a sense of indecision. In the end, he gave up pulling out the phone.

In addition to the gatehouse, there are four houses in the courtyard, one kitchen, one main room, and two side rooms. The east room is the bedroom of Jiang Tianshan and his wife, and the west room is Jiang Feng's bedroom.

Jiang Feng first returned to his room, wiped the blood stains on his head with a wet towel in front of the mirror, and then adjusted his emotions. Then he walked into the east bedroom and saw his mother lying on the bed, pale and thinning her cheeks, showing some pain.

My mother suffered from cervical spondylosis, which was very serious. Once the disease occurred, she would feel dizzy and painful, and she couldn't get out of the ground. Therefore, during the three days of my mother's illness, all the work at home fell on Jiang Feng. Yesterday, because she was too busy, she lacked sleep, and she fell into a dish when she went to work today.

"Afeng...you are back."

Seeing Jiang Feng walk in, his mother struggled to sit up.

Jiang Feng hurried forward and supported his mother: "Mom, just lie down. I'll cook dinner later."

"Afeng... Why did you come back so early today?" Mother said in surprise.

"Mom, I... I quit my job at the hotel..." As he said that, Jiang Feng lowered his head in shame: "I was unhappy with it."

The mother stared at Jiang Feng's face, was a little stunned, and then said simply: "If you say quit, just quit! It's hot, so take a break at home."

After hearing this, Jiang Feng felt warm and his nose felt sour, but he said, "Mom, I'll go to the talent market tomorrow. Mom, don't worry, I will definitely find a high-paying job and let you and dad live a good life!"

The mother turned her face and stared at her son. A smile appeared in Nie Love's eyes: "Mom believes in you, but don't be tired. Your father and I are old. What good life is bad? Just eat and wear warmth. When your mother was young, she had a glory for a few years. She enjoyed blessings and was content. She would not have any big luxury in her life. The only hope was that you could be safe and safe."

In the past, Jiang Feng often heard his mother say that before Jiang Feng became sensible, the Jiang family was once rich and prominent for a while. However, it gradually became declining. As for how rich it is? Why is it not lost? My mother never mentioned it.

After hearing what his mother said, Jiang Feng felt ashamed. His parents worked hard to support him as a college student. In the end, they couldn't even find a decent job and felt ashamed of being a son!

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng couldn't help but regret and said, "Oh! I shouldn't have studied in this university at the beginning! It's better to learn a technique!"

When my mother heard this, she did not object. She sighed and said, "This world has become so fast. A college student was so precious back then, and even the village officials had to come to the door to flatter her. Now it's good..." When she said this, her mother stopped talking and shook her head secretly.

Jiang Feng thought something, looked indignant and continued, "Now, college students are not as good as even a chef."

"Oh..." After hearing Jiang Feng's words, my mother sighed and suddenly thought of something, saying, "Afeng, Dr. Li from the community health station came to see me today and said that she lacked a helper... It's better, it's better for my mother to tell her and arrange you in..."

Jiang Feng did not comment.

Seeing that Jiang Feng did not say anything, his mother said again as if he was persuading: "Mom means that you can learn some medical skills with Dr. Li. It's a skill at all."

Hearing the word "skill", Jiang Feng suddenly thought of the inexplicable mechanical sound that suddenly appeared in his mind today. He thought of it. There was a light sound in his mind, and then a clear female voice sounded: "Dear host, do you want to turn on the skill converter?"

This voice scared Jiang Feng and suddenly became nervous. He quickly turned his face and stared at his mother. He thought his mother could hear this sound, but it made him feel relieved. His mother looked as usual. Obviously, she didn't hear the strange sound.

From this point of view, Jiang Feng could conclude that something had entered his body. Moreover, he could only communicate with him.

"Dear host, do you want to turn on the skill converter?" The voice in your mind sounded again. In panic, Jiang Feng didn't know how to deal with this inexplicable voice. He stood up at a loss and said to his mother anxiously: "Mom, I, I'm a little sleepy, I want to go back to my room to sleep."

The mother stared at Jiang Feng's tired face and said with pain: "Be good, go to bed quickly!"

I hurried back to my bedroom, and the sound in my mind was like a tireless cicada, and it was still ringing: "Dear host, do you want to turn on the skill converter?"

Jiang Feng took a long breath, stabilized his nervous mood, and then he tried to lower his voice and said nervously: "You, who are you, why are you in my body?"

"Haha... Dear host, you finally spoke to me." The female voice in my mind was very magnetic, and she smiled like a silver-ling, just like a female announcer on the radio station: "However, Dear host, if you are inconvenient to speak, you can also communicate with me through your thoughts..."

"Thought?" Jiang Feng certainly understood the meaning of the word "thought", but he couldn't believe that communication can be done through thoughts.

The female voice said again: "Of course, if it is convenient, we will still communicate in language in the future, otherwise I will be very lonely..." At this point, the female voice became delicate.

Jiang Feng felt a sudden heart, but said seriously: "I ask you, what exactly are you? How could you run into my body?"
Chapter completed!