Chapter 4: We'll talk about the future later After
the divorce, Zhan Lian didn't take back the property, nor did he give an explanation for the house and car, so An Ran continued to live there in a daze. When Zhan Lian was going to take it back one day, she would move out immediately.
What also made An Ran very embarrassed was that Zhan Lian quietly transferred 100,000 yuan to her bank card. What did this mean? An Ran didn't know, and she couldn't contact Zhan Lian. She thought that Zhan Lian gave her the 100,000 yuan as alimony or breakup fee? In addition to the living expenses that Zhan Lian automatically transferred to her bank every month, during the year of marriage, as long as he contacted her on WeChat, Zhan Lian would give her red envelopes of thousands of yuan, as if the red envelopes were not money, but a string of numbers. Adding up all the unused money, she had at least 200,000 or 300,000 yuan in her hands.
How can an ordinary soldier have so much money?!
An Ran had been a bit of a retard since she was young, and her grades were always in the middle and lower levels. If Zhan Lian hadn't joined the army, his college entrance examination score might have been enough to get her into Peking University or Tsinghua University. She? Peking University Jade Bird! So An Ran didn't get into college, so she just graduated from a technical school. She didn't think about the complicated things, and she just thought that she wanted to get a divorce. In this marriage, Zhan Lian didn't do anything that violated the relationship between husband and wife, except not returning home. The money he gave her had to be returned.
The money had to be returned to Zhan Lian, but she could not be contacted with WeChat or QQ, the new-age communication tools. During the last three months of the quarrel with Zhan Lian, he was annoyed by her constant nagging about divorce and had blocked her long ago. So she wanted to pay back the money, but she really couldn't.
So let's just requisition this money temporarily, and we can deal with the future later.
Now An Ran has requisitioned Zhan Lian's money, she is not short of money, she thought that this hospital has a confinement nanny agency, which costs tens of thousands of yuan a month, which is very expensive, but a woman's confinement must be done well, otherwise how can she afford to accompany her daughter to grow up well in the future? So An Ran thought about inviting a confinement nanny from the hospital to come home and help her spend the confinement well.
Then in the future, when she is taking care of her children, she can open some TB stores, or do micro-business, etc. If all else fails, once her children go to kindergarten, she can go out to work and find a job.
Thinking about the future in this way, Anran's empty heart, which was filled unconsciously because her child was not around, encouraged herself to cheer up and work hard. She must be a strong mother and a good mother.
"Bed 16, what's its name?~~~~" a young nurse asked slowly with a dragging tone, and listlessly lifted the curtain beside An Ran's bed.
An Ran turned around on the bed and was about to reply, but was suddenly confronted with the face of the young nurse revealing her mask. She was shocked to see that the young nurse's skin not covered by the mask was bluish-gray in color, and there were densely crisscrossing blue veins on her forehead, faintly bulging. How to put it, this young nurse looked like a dead person.
What happened to this little nurse? An Ran was so frightened that she couldn't speak for a while. The little nurse just stood beside An Ran's bed, her eyes covered with a layer of dust, staring at An Ran straightly, with no focus, and a dazed look, as if she didn't know what she was doing here.
(End of this chapter)