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Chapter 509 Memories

When he entered Wang Ruolin's dormitory room, Jing Jian was secretly surprised. Although the room was not big, less than 20 square meters, it was cleaned up quite clean. Moreover, Wang Ruolin was white and fat. He was obviously rounded several times and looked at his round-faced wife. Jing Jian smiled in his heart: "Is this the legendary couple's appearance?"

When Wang Ruolin saw Jing Jian, he was not unfamiliar at all. He pointed at the baby sleeping soundly in the cradle and showed off: "Xiao Jian, look, I... son!"

"Haha." Jing Jian smiled and said with concern, "How is the recovery? Is there no problem?"

The answer is Wang Ruolin's wife Ding Zhen: "There is no inconvenience in life, but the speaking function has not been restored yet, and there is still..."

Wang Ruolin seemed very excited and rushed to show off: "Main...the laboratory...the logistics, very good."

There seemed to be a bitter atmosphere in the air. Jing Jian took out five hundred from his pocket without saying a word: "Children's meeting gift. Also, why don't you buy a house for the money you gave you? Uncle and aunt are coming up soon, how can you not live in? This is borrowed, not not to pay it back? Auntie, I'm watching this, I'll ask someone to arrange to see the house. That's it."

"How can...?" Wang Ruolin stood up excitedly, even Wang Ruolin's mother and his wife wanted to persuade him. This is not good for this family.

Jing Jian didn't say nonsense at all: "Are you tired if you owe someone to someone? Anyway, you are not speaking well, so you will definitely not be able to tell me."

Amid the chuckle, Jing Jian continued: "It's more than enough to buy a three-bedroom apartment for 150,000 yuan. You have two two-bedroom apartments with good locations. You have four and two dual-employed workers, two retired, and the income from renting a bookstore, you can save 6,700 yuan a month, right? If you rent those two two-bedroom apartments and one set of 100 yuan a day, how much can you spend? If you feel sorry for it, then pay interest, 150,000 yuan, annual interest... 5%. If you lend you 30 years, how much do you pay every month? Only..."

Unexpectedly, Wang Ruolin blurted out: "About 700... right?"

"Hey! Are you so sorry?" Jing Jian said with a smile.

Wang Ruolin seemed very proud: "I can... help... sort out the experimental data."

"Haha." Jing Jian said in the laughter of the room, "Isn't that right? You get three houses for free. I get interest from my money, and at most your whole family saves some money. But this is what you, the father, should do, and your son's wedding house will be solved in the future. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

Speaking of the little baby in the cradle, Wang Ruolin's family finally stopped opposing. The subsequent chat became all over the world, talking about Wang Ruolin's life in recent years, talking about Jing Jian's experience overseas, and even talking about Hu Biao and Zhou Mei getting married today...

"Xiao Jian, Xiao Chu... she is very good." Wang Ruolin said suddenly, and his expression was quite serious.

Jing Jianwei was surprised and thought to himself that the brain damage was indeed serious enough. Some of Wang Ruolin's memories had been lost, and some were still alive in the past. But he couldn't care about it, so he smiled and said vaguely: "I know, I know."

Unexpectedly, Wang Ruolin became more serious: "Xiao Chu is really good, you should... cherish it!"

“…”

Fortunately, Jing Jian vaguely passed this topic. A few hours later, the two finally had a good time and refused to stay for dinner. With a happy mood, Jing Jian said goodbye and left...

...

Walking quickly on the path of the stone road, the surrounding green grass was covered with shade, and sometimes a few kingfishers passed by, and the sound of birds singing came. Breathing the refreshing air, Jing Jian's steps were brisk. Today was a pleasant day. However, suddenly, a young man and woman walked face to face, which made Jing Jian's smile stagnant.

The woman was Chu Yueting. When she saw that it was Jing Jian, she stopped in surprise and opened her mouth wide, as if she had forgotten that the young man beside her was still showing her diligence.

Jing Jian's expression recovered quite quickly, and he kept his steps. He nodded to Chu Yueting with a smile, and then passed by without stopping. How many things can be repeated? Let him go over what is going on!

Chu Yueting had actually raised her hand subconsciously, but like a gust of wind, Chu Yueting only grabbed the air in her hand. She quickly turned around and saw the back that was getting farther and farther away. She couldn't help but feel a sore nose, and tears came out of the corners of her eyes without realizing it...

"Xiao Chu, what's wrong with you?" The young man named An Xiang next to him finally discovered Chu Yueting's strangeness.

"Nothing, nothing." Chu Yueting quickly wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand and squeezed a smile, "There is dust in her eyes."

"Oh." An Xiang looked at Jing Jian's back in confusion, and then continued the topic just now, "Xiao Chu, those two tickets are not easy to deal with. I'm asking for family connections. Let's go together later?"

To be honest, although Chu Yueting didn't feel anything about the An Xiang introduced to her family a few days ago, she didn't feel any disgusting. However, at this time, her mood had become extremely bad, and she finally couldn't help but refuse: "An Xiang, it's impossible for us to both of us. You are actually... pretty good!"

A memory suddenly appeared in Chu Yueting's mind: "... Then I will teach you a trick. When you reject a boy in the future, you should have a deep expression and a strong voice: I'm sorry, you are a good person... Yes, that's it. If you practice it once, your expression will be a little more painful, just mourn the pain. Don't really cry?"

Looking back at the same place, she was joking and playing with Jing Jian...? It seemed that she was still in front of her. Chu Yueting felt that she couldn't help it, so she turned around and walked forward. In the blink of an eye, she was already in tears...

And behind Chu Yueting, An Xiang was still shouting: "Xiao Chu, Xiao Chu..."

...

It was not until he found a Western restaurant near Gongti and drank a cup of espresso that Jing Jian's mood gradually calmed down. Not long after, Ding Sheng appeared in front of Jing Jian: "Mr. Jing, I thought you had retired to the mountains and forests. If you don't show up again, I will come to the missing person notice."

Jing Jian smiled and pointed to the menu: "Eat and chat."

"I've used it, so I'll have a cup of juice." Ding Sheng explained with a smile, "I ate it with the party staff in the afternoon. I'm not fooling around. Everyone cooks a big pot of vegetables. The food is quite delicious. I heard that the chefs arranged it, but I didn't understand why the basin for making the food was enamel washbasin? I thought I was eating in prison."
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