Yu Anning thought for a moment and said, "Resigning now is not realistic. Even if I resign now, I won't be able to hand over my work in a short time. How about this, I will gradually hand over my work to my deputy and stop working overtime and staying up late."
Ye Qingqing and Lü Ziqun are right, health is the most important thing. She has to live well and outlive the despicable couple.
"It's your body, so you can decide what to do. But I have to say this upfront: if you continue working at the same high intensity as before, don't come to me for treatment. I'm afraid it will ruin my reputation," Ye Qingqing said half-jokingly.
Yu Anning smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I've thought it through. I'll definitely retire at fifty. I want to do what I love, travel around the world, and take pictures of beautiful scenery. My dream since I was very young was to be a photographer. I've almost forgotten my old wish over the years, it's time to pick it up again."
Everyone thought she was born a strong, tough woman, but actually she also liked to dress up Barbie dolls and play house when she was a child. She would play the mother and her friend would play the father, and they would take care of the dolls together and have a lot of fun. When she was in junior high school, she was also obsessed with Aunt Yao's books for a while. At that time, she did not think that the values were wrong. She just thought they were really good and would be moved to tears.
When did I stop feeling sentimental about spring and autumn?
Yu Anning recalled her indifferent childhood memories. She couldn't remember many things, but there was one thing she remembered very clearly.
At that time, she lived in a lane. Because her parents were working in other places, she and her younger brother lived with their maternal grandfather. Her mother was a local of Pingjiang, and her father was from Jiangsu Province. Her maternal grandfather lived in a lane, which was very chaotic. There were crowded Shikumen houses and detached Western-style houses.
My maternal grandparents lived in a Shikumen house, which was actually a large courtyard. My maternal grandparents were both retired factory workers. The house was not big, just two rooms of about ten square meters each. My maternal grandparents had one room, and she and her younger brother had the other, separated by a curtain. The kitchen and bathroom were shared.
They lived on the third floor, the kitchen was on the second floor, and the bathroom was on the first floor. Every day they had to take the chamber pot to empty it. Every household lived like this, but her maternal grandfather's house was not crowded. Some families of six squeezed into one room.
Back then, none of the students in my class lived in large apartments, so there was no competition. Unlike kids these days who compare themselves to each other—their houses, their parents' cars, whether their clothes and shoes are designer brands, whether their family members live abroad…
The competitive nature of children on campus is even more worldly than some adults, which is one of the driving forces behind Yu Anning's desire to work hard and earn money. She doesn't want her daughter to be discriminated against by her classmates at school and tries her best to provide her with the best material life.
Yu Anning had a fairly pleasant time at her maternal grandfather's house because she made a good friend, a boy with whom she often played house. They were classmates in elementary school and junior high school, but after only one year, her parents were transferred back to Pingjiang, so she transferred schools. However, she ended up at the same high school, which was quite a coincidence.
This old classmate was the oncology expert who treated her, named Qi Wenyuan. Although he lived in a lane, he was a wealthy young man with a detached villa. Yu Anning remembered that Qi Wenyuan's mother never went to work. Every day she dressed up beautifully, with permed hair, exquisite makeup, and high heels. She also had a great figure and many styles of cheongsams. Every day, you could hear the crisp jingling sound in the lane, which meant that Qi Wenyuan's mother was going out or coming home.
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