Chapter 142 Weird Problems

Sister Hu came again in the afternoon and cleaned the kitchen and bathroom. She even climbed up to clean the glass outside. Jiang Hanyan was startled and stopped her.

"Don't wipe the outside, just clean the inside."

She is on the fourth floor, and if she falls down, something bad will happen.

"It's okay, I'll be careful. It's a bit dirty outside." Sister Hu was eager to try. She took the fifty yuan and felt uneasy if she didn't do a better job.

Jiang Hanyan looked at the glass. It was indeed a little gray. After hesitating for a moment, she took out a rope and tied it around Sister Hu's waist. "I'll hold the rope on this end. Be careful."

Just like that, she pulled the rope, and Sister Hu climbed up and cleaned the glass. It was very smooth. The glass became bright and the lighting in the room became much brighter.

"We can hang up the curtains once they are dry."

Sister Hu wiped the sweat from her forehead and was very satisfied. This was worth the 50 yuan salary.

It was not even five o'clock yet, and Sister Hu felt a little embarrassed. She had already finished the work, but she felt that she had done too little. She was not at ease with the fifty yuan, so she asked, "Do you have any dirty clothes at home? I'll go wash them."

"No, this is my salary, thank you. From now on, you can come and help me clean the house once a week. Fifty dollars each time, is that okay?" Jiang Hanyan asked.

She has no problem mopping the floor normally, but it would be difficult for her to do it too carefully, so she should ask someone else to do it. Sister Hu’s work suits her taste.

"I do."

Sister Hu was overjoyed. She was taking care of her sick child at home and couldn't go out to work. She could only do some manual work at home and didn't earn much money. It was great to be able to earn 50 yuan a week, which could reduce a lot of burden on her husband.

Jiang Hanyan sent her out. The house was clean and tidy, which made her feel good. However, the curtains were not hung, which was not very convenient.

Fortunately, the weather was hot, so Sister Hu came to hang up the curtains the next day. After a few visits, she and Jiang Hanyan became much closer.

"I heard from Aunt Wang that your child is sick. Can you tell me what the disease is?" Jiang Hanyan asked.

Sister Hu sighed and said, "We can't find out what's wrong. We've been to all the big hospitals in Shanghai and Beijing, but we can't find out what's wrong. The doctor said it's due to low immunity, but the medicine hasn't helped. The child is getting weaker day by day. His father and I are so worried. I would rather get sick myself than see the child suffer like this."

Jiang Hanyan gently patted Sister Hu's shoulder as she covered her face and cried. Although she had never been a mother, she could understand Sister Hu. If life could be exchanged for life, the rooftop of the hospital might be crowded with mothers who were willing to sacrifice their lives for their children.

“What are the symptoms of the child?”

Jiang Hanyan tore a tissue and handed it over. Sister Hu wiped her tears and said in a hoarse voice, "My daughter is in good health. She has rarely been sick since she was a child. But things started to go wrong two years ago. She is allergic to everything she eats. Even eating noodles gives her a stomachache. This time she is allergic to eggs, and next time she is allergic to pork. She has been allergic to almost every food over the years. The doctor said it was an immune system problem, but the medicine didn't work. The child still can't eat anything. Now she eats rice soup every day. She is as thin as a firewood stick, and her legs are only as thick as my arms."

Sister Hu started crying again. Every time she saw her skinny daughter, she felt like her heart was being cut by a knife. She really wanted to ask God what mistake her family had made to deserve such punishment for their child.

Jiang Hanyan frowned. This problem was indeed strange. Allergies were normal, but it was not right to have so many allergens. If this continued, Sister Hu's daughter would have a hard time surviving.

"The child will be fine. I know a little about physiognomy. You have a face that indicates you will have many descendants, so my daughter will definitely be fine." Jiang Hanyan comforted her.

Sister Hu's dull eyes lit up and she asked in surprise, "Really?"

"Of course, I won't lie."

Jiang Hanyan smiled and nodded. Sister Hu's face was indeed not bad. She would have a rough life before the age of forty and would suffer a lot, but after the age of forty, her luck would turn around and she would have good fortune in her later years.

"Thank you for your good words. As long as the child can get better, I will thank God." Sister Hu's mood did not improve much. She thought Jiang Hanyan was comforting her.

Many people in the community said the same thing, but the child's condition did not get better. Instead, it got worse. Sister Hu knew that everyone meant well, and she could only be grateful, but she was still worried. When would her daughter really get better?

In the afternoon, Jiang Hanyan went to the telecommunications bureau and connected the phone. The phone number left by the previous landlord was still there, but it was out of service. She paid the money and it could be activated. Everything at home was ready. She and Lu Chen slept in the master bedroom, Doudou slept in the children's room, and there was another room left empty for a client.

Speaking of Yan Boli and Ji Ruyu, they must have been in true love when they got married. They had even decorated the children's room and were obviously prepared to live a good life. Unfortunately, they were always at odds with each other.

Jiang Hanyan was going to have dinner with Guan Yao in the evening, so she changed into a blue long skirt and a white T-shirt. She liked to wear white T-shirts and white shirts, which were versatile and could be worn in any occasion.

The hotel that Guan Yao booked was called Xiangyuan Hotel. Jiang Hanyan called a taxi and took Doudou with her. Guan Yao was waiting at the hotel entrance. When she saw her get off the car, she greeted her warmly.

"Hanyan, you are becoming more and more beautiful."

Guan Yao was wearing a suit, looking like an elite career woman with a capable temperament.

"You are becoming more and more like a strong woman, and you look very good."

Jiang Hanyan hugged her gently and made a joke, but it was also true. The wealth and nobility on Guan Yao's face became more and more obvious, and it was obvious that Tang Dynasty Company was developing very well.

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"Come on, I'll introduce you to Zhou Yi, my old classmate who is also my current boss."

Guan Yao took her into the hotel and gently touched Doudou's head.

Zhou Yi was making a phone call in the box. When he saw Jiang Hanyan, he stood up and shook hands with her, then pointed at the phone apologetically. Jiang Hanyan smiled and let him make the call first.

"Meng, I can get one million now. I'll ask the finance department to transfer it to you tomorrow. You're welcome. I just came to Shanghai to work hard. Thanks to your help. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to open this company."

"Don't be discouraged. I think you'll be able to get up soon. Really. I'll tell you in detail later. I have friends here now. I'll hang up first."

Zhou Yi hung up the phone, smiled apologetically, and explained: "A friend of mine is in trouble."

Guan Yao asked: "Mr. Meng still hasn't received the order?"

"Alas, not only have we not received any orders, but the other party of an old order actually breached the contract and we can't find the person. It's really weird. Old Meng even has to advance the money." Zhou Yi frowned. If he hadn't been concerned about Jiang Hanyan, he would have sworn.

"It's really weird. How could he be so unlucky?" Guan Yao couldn't understand it either. Meng was definitely the most unlucky person she had ever met.

"That's right. I used to say that Lao Meng was lucky and could succeed in anything. Alas!"

Zhou Yi sighed and felt very sympathetic towards his old friend.

(End of this chapter)