Chapter 925 Cancer? Really! But I won't die.
Ning Yan strolled over, and as soon as she got close to the edge of the sandpit, the "little kid" noticed her. "Is big sister sick?"
Ning Yan: How did you know I was sick?
"Mom said that if you look pale, you're sick. My sister looks really pale."
Having cancer, and in its late stages at that, Ning Yan not only looked unwell but was also quite thin. If it weren't for her dignified demeanor, she would have given off a sickly appearance.
"You're so smart! Your sister is indeed sick."
Wang Yong'an threw away the plastic shovel in his hand and reached into his pants pocket to pull out a red lollipop: "Sister, eat this. Mom said that if you eat this candy, you'll get better."
Ning Yan smiled and took the lollipop: "Thank you, little brother. What's your name, little brother?"
"My name is An'an. My mother hopes that I will be safe and sound, so I am called An'an."
"Where's my older sister? What's her name?"
The nanny found it strange that few normal people would be willing to chat with someone like An'an, even though he never lost his temper and was extremely well-behaved. At most, people would "point out" him from a distance and then silently watch what he was doing.
The sick girl in front of him was the first person who was willing to accept An An's gifts and communicate with him.
"My name is Ning Yan. Yan means beautiful."
"Mmm, so beautiful! Sister, eat more rice, you'll be even more beautiful when you get fat!"
Wang Yong'an nodded as he spoke. This guy must be 1.8 meters tall, but he was making childlike expressions. It was really incongruous.
Ning Yan also took out a few unopened snacks, saying, "Thank you for praising me, little brother. Here, have these snacks."
The nanny didn't stop him, letting Wang Yong'an accept other people's kindness.
"Thank you, sister! Wow, I can finally eat snacks! Mom said that if I receive a gift from someone, it means I have a friend. Sister, would you like to be my friend?"
"Can."
Wang Yong'an stepped forward and took Ning Yan's hand. The two sat down on the chairs next to them. He waved to the nanny, "We have something to say in private. Auntie, don't eavesdrop."
"Okay, okay, Auntie's leaving now, but An'an, you have to be good, or I'll tell your mom."
The little guy snorted and glared at his aunt, "You're just a tattletale, you're not a good kid either."
Nanny: ...
She was standing a few meters away from the two of them, and found a place to sit down as well. It was tiring to take care of a child, but she couldn't leave a mentally disabled child unattended.
I'm not worried about someone luring the child away to sell him, but I'm afraid he'll cause trouble.
Seeing that the aunt was no longer staring at the two of them, Ning Yan held up a pill about the size of a thumbnail. "I just ate An'an's candy. This is a candy I gave to An'an. Does An'an want some?"
An'an's eyes lit up immediately. "I want it!"
"Then we must eat it secretly and not tell anyone."
"Okay, I won't tell the nanny."
Ning Yan stuffed the pill directly into Wang Yong'an's mouth. The medicine was a restorative pill from the cultivation world, capable of curing even cultivators' illnesses, which showed its preciousness. As soon as it touched his mouth, it instantly turned into liquid and flowed into Wang Yong'an's stomach.
"Is it delicious?"
The child was dumbfounded; he hadn't even eaten it yet, and the candy had vanished!
"I couldn't taste it. Sister, do you have any more? I want some delicious candy." His mother doesn't allow him to eat too much candy, and he'd already given his sister his daily allowance, so he wanted another one.
Ning Yan had no choice but to wrap another White Rabbit milk candy and stuff it into the boy's mouth.
That was the best and most precious milk candy in seventy years. The taste was naturally superb, and the "kid" squinted his eyes in enjoyment.
After feeding him the candy, Ning Yan carefully watched the boy.
A short while later, he started to say he was sleepy.
The nanny came over immediately and helped the child into the wheelchair.
Wang Yong'an wanted this thing himself. He said that other children had strollers, but he didn't, so he wanted one too. Then Aunt Wang bought him a wheelchair. To be honest, it was much more advanced than the strollers of other children, so the child stopped making a fuss.
After watching the two leave, Ning Yan also left the neighborhood and treated herself to a big meal at noon.
After lunch, I went home.
The couple didn't return until evening. As soon as they got back, they packed their bags. It seemed they were really ready to go to the city to make money. Ning Yan was quite unusual and didn't cause them any trouble. They were just tools for her to make money. Wouldn't it be making things difficult for herself if she made things difficult for them?
She's not that bored.
From that day on, the couple never returned home.
Ning Yan didn't ask what they were doing or where they lived. She just stayed at home, occasionally wandering around the village and listening to the aunties gossiping.
She went into the city again at the end of August.
Yes, she's here to collect a debt.
At 9:30 a.m., Zhang Huaihua's food cart had already started operating.
At first, she only sold steamed buns.
They didn't even buy a proper food cart; they just made the steamed buns in their rented room and then carried a box to the breakfast street with high foot traffic to sell them.
Business was surprisingly good, and the number of buns sold each day kept increasing. However, buns could only be sold for breakfast, so the profits weren't very high. Therefore, she bought a food cart and started selling both buns and braised dishes.
Business was surprisingly good. Whenever the lid of the braised food was opened, the aroma would attract many people to come and buy her braised food to try. If she didn't make enough each day, it wouldn't be enough to sell.
With her son about to start school, she was overjoyed to have earned more than 13,000 yuan in just over a month.
Zhang Huaihua even had the idea of having her husband set up a food cart and sell food there.
Yesterday, they didn't have enough to sell, so this morning Zhang Huaihua bought more meat. She left the task of making and steaming buns to her husband, while she focused on preparing the braised dishes.
Seeing that they were making money, Ning Shiya didn't mind doing some work himself, so the couple lived a harmonious life.
Zhang Huaihua had just arrived today and sold two portions of braised food worth over sixty yuan. She was feeling happy, thinking she could easily close up shop early again. But when she looked up, she was met with her daughter's lifeless face!
Yes, he looked utterly lifeless!
Because the whole family of three was hoping their daughter would die soon.
"Mom, you're busy. This braised food smells really good. Can I have a pig's trotter to try?"
Taste? Taste my ass! Those are all money, she wouldn't even eat one to try!
"Here's a few dollars, go get a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) over there. We're saving these to sell."
If Ning Yan were so obedient, she wouldn't be Ning Yan. If Zhang Huaihua doesn't give her any, she'll just pick some herself.
Zhang Huaihua was so anxious that she tried to snatch the tongs and basin from Ning Yan's hands, but Ning Yan warned, "You don't want me to overturn your car, do you?"
Zhang Huaihua became obedient, but her lips kept trembling, clearly indicating that she was extremely angry.
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