This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 527: The filth is spreading quietly
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When he told the doctor about this speculation, the doctor said he didn't understand but was shocked and suggested that he go to the psychiatric department downstairs.
In short, the hospital could not find the cause. Later, his mother brought him special medicine from abroad, and the condition was under control. As long as he took medicine regularly, he would not have an attack.
"I must have not had a good rest last night. I was too tired. It's all Jiang Yubai's fault. He insisted on coming to my room to play games in the middle of the night."
Although he said this, his heart felt heavy, because Zhang Yuanqing knew that the effect of the medicine was beginning to weaken and his illness was getting worse.
"The dose of medicine will need to be increased in the future." Zhang Yuanqing put on his cotton slippers, came to the window, and opened the curtain with a 'swipe'.
The sunlight rushes in, filling the room.
In April in Songhai City, the spring scenery is bright and the oncoming morning breeze is cool and comfortable.
"Dongdong!"
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and grandma shouted outside the door:
"Motoko, get up."
"I can't afford it!" Zhang Yuanqing refused ruthlessly, and he wanted to go back to sleep.
Spring is beautiful and it’s the weekend again. Wouldn’t it be a waste of life not to sleep in?
"Give you three minutes, if you don't get up I'll wake you up."
Grandma is even more ruthless.
"I know, I know." Zhang Yuanqing immediately surrendered.
He knew that his grumpy grandma could really do this.
When Zhang Yuanqing was still in elementary school, his father died in a car accident. His strong-willed mother did not remarry, so she brought her son back to Songhai to settle down, leaving him in the care of his grandparents.
She plunged into her career and became a strong woman praised by her relatives. Juqu Pavilion
Later, my mother also bought a house, but Zhang Yuanqing didn't like the empty flat floor, so she still lived with her grandparents.
Anyway, my mother leaves early and comes back late every day. She goes on business trips every now and then and focuses on her career. Even if she doesn’t work overtime on weekends, she still orders takeout when it’s time for dinner.
What he said most to his son was, "If you have enough money, you have to tell your mother if you don't have enough." A strong woman mother who can satisfy you financially sounds very good.
But Zhang Yuanqing always smiled and said to his mother: The pocket money given by grandma and aunt is enough.
Well, there is also my aunt.
The woman who insisted on coming to his room to play games last night was his aunt.
Zhang Yuanqing yawned, turned on the bedroom door handle, and came to the living room.
The house in my grandmother’s house has an area of 150 square meters including the shared area. When he sold his old house to buy this new house, Zhang Yuanqing remembered that it cost more than 40,000 yuan per square meter.
Six or seven years have passed, and now the house price in this community has risen to 110,000 per square meter, nearly tripling.
Thankfully, my grandfather had the foresight to change it to the old house. Zhang Yuanqing could only sleep in the living room. After all, he had grown up and could no longer sleep with his aunt.
On the long dining table next to the living room, the culprit who caused his headache was sipping porridge with his pink slippers curled up on the bottom of the table.
Her facial features are exquisite and beautiful, her round oval face looks quite sweet, and she has a tear mole in the corner of her right eye.
Because she had just woken up, her big fluffy and messy waves were spreading, making her a little more lazy and charming.
My aunt's name is Jiang Yuyi, and she is four years older than him.
Seeing Zhang Yuanqing come out, my aunt licked the porridge on her lips and said in surprise:
"Young, it's not like you to get up so early."
"Your mother did a good job."
"Why are you swearing?" I'm just telling the truth. ”
Zhang Yuanqing looked at his aunt's pretty face, which was full of energy and bright.
It is said that the night will not be kind to those who stay up late, it will give you dark circles, but this law does not seem to apply to the woman in front of you.
Grandma in the kitchen heard the noise and stuck her head out to take a look. After a while, she came out with a bowl of porridge.
Grandma’s black hair was mixed with silver threads and her eyes were very sharp. At first glance, she looked like an old lady with a bad temper.
Although the loose skin and shallow wrinkles took away her elegance, she could still vaguely see that she had good looks when she was young.
Zhang Yuanqing took the porridge from his grandmother, took a sip and said:
"Where is grandpa?"
"I went for a walk." Grandma said.
My grandfather is a retired criminal policeman. Even though he is older, his life is still very regular. He must go to bed at ten o'clock every night and wake up at six o'clock in the morning.
The beautiful aunt drank porridge and said with a smile:
"After breakfast, I will take you to the mall to buy clothes."
Are you so kind? Just as Zhang Yuanqing was about to agree, the grandmother beside him gave him a murderous look:
"Break the dog's legs if you dare to go."
"Mom, why are you like this?" the aunt said with a **** look on her face: "I just want to buy some spring clothes for Motoko, but you are not happy? Although my nephew has a foreign name, he is still dear~"
Grandma tried her best to overcome all obstacles, "Do you want to have your legs broken too?"
My aunt curled her lips and lowered her head to drink the porridge.
As soon as Zhang Yuanqing heard about the game between mother and daughter, he knew that his grandmother must have arranged a blind date for his aunt again, and the eccentric aunt wanted to get him to stir up the troubled waters.
This is how it used to be done in the past. I took my nephew on a blind date. After sitting there for a few minutes, my socially awkward nephew would find a date. The two men had a great time talking about everything from people's livelihood plans to the world structure. Nothing happened to her.
All she has to do is drink and play with her mobile phone, and her blind date will feel that she has shown enough social experience and knowledge in front of the beauty, so she will feel happy and feel good about herself.
Jiang Yuyi has been exquisite and cute since he was a child. He is the object of praise from his neighbors. He is good-looking, sweet and well-behaved, and is very popular with his elders.
For such a beautiful girl, my grandmother had to strictly guard against her. When she was in junior high school, she warned her not to fall in love early or hang out with male classmates.
As expected, her youngest daughter did not disappoint her. She never had a boyfriend until she graduated from college. But once she entered the society, especially after her 25th birthday at the beginning of the year, her grandmother became a little unable to sit still.
I said in my heart that I just didn’t want you to fall in love prematurely, and I didn’t want you to be a leftover girl. How many years can a woman stay young?
So I called together old sisters to collect information on young talents from all over the world, and arranged a blind date for my daughter.
"Grandma, she has made it clear that she still doesn't want to talk to someone. It's not sweet to be so coercive." Zhang Yuanqing said while chewing the buns:
"Why don't you help me arrange a blind date? This melon is so sweet."
Grandma said angrily: "You are still young, why are you so anxious? There are only female classmates in college, you don't know how to find one? If you make trouble again, be careful and I will beat you up."
Grandma is a southern woman, but her temper is not gentle at all, she is extremely hot-tempered.
Even Zhang Yuanqing’s mother, a career woman, did not dare to contradict her grandmother.
Well, when I grow up, I have been a craftsman for several years. Zhang Yuanqing was heartbroken.
After breakfast, my aunt went back to her room to change clothes, put on makeup, and go out on a blind date at the strong request of her grandma.
My aunt put on light makeup, which made her look even more beautiful. The fluffy round-neck sweater is paired with a long jacket, and the light-colored narrow-mouth jeans wrap up the two long legs, which are well-proportioned and round. The narrow trousers are tucked into black Martin boots. Download the Aiyue Novel app and read for free without ads
The forest-style simple style of dress is neither glamorous nor flashy, but also very refined.
My aunt gave him a "you know" look, carried her bag, and went out with her waist twisted:
"Mom, I'm going on a blind date."
Zhang Yuanqing returned to the room and quickly put on a black T-shirt, a jacket, and running shoes.
After a few minutes, he opened the bedroom door.
Grandma was cleaning in the living room. When she saw him coming out, she stopped what she was doing and looked at him silently.
Zhang Yuanqing imitated his aunt’s tone:
"Mom, I'm also going on a blind date."
"Come back." Grandma raised her broom and threatened: "If you dare to step out of this door, your dog's legs will be broken."
"Okay!" Zhang Yuanqing returned to the bedroom calmly.
Sitting at the desk, he held up his mobile phone and sent a message to his aunt:
"Died before leaving the army, which makes the hero burst into tears."
"Speak humanly!"
My aunt was probably driving, and her reply was concise and to the point.
"I was stopped at home by my grandma, you should go on a blind date by yourself."
My aunt sent a voice message.
Watch the latest full content of the Aiyue app for free. Zhang Yuan opened the check, and Jiang Yuyi’s angry voice sounded from the speaker:
"What use do you have!!"
My aunt withdrew one voice message, and then sent another one, this time with a different tone, coquettishly and cutely:
"Good nephew, come quickly, my aunt loves you the most, Mua~"
Oh, woman!
You want me to touch my grandma’s **** by being cute and coquettish? At least you should give out a red envelope.
At this time, a slightly harsh ringtone came. Zhang Yuanqing came to the living room. Under the gaze of his grandmother, he pressed the call button on the building intercom and said:
"Who!"
"Express delivery."
A voice came from the speaker.
Zhang Yuanqing pressed the door open button, and after two or three minutes, the courier boy in uniform took the elevator upstairs, holding a package in his arms:
"Is it Zhang Yuanqing?"
"It's me."
I didn’t shop online. He signed for it with a confused look on his face and took a look at the package information. There was no sender on the package, but the address was Hangcheng, Jiangnan Province next door.
He returned to the room, found a paper cutter from the desk drawer, and opened the package.
Inside is an anti-fall air cushion wrapped with a black card and a yellow leather letter.
Zhang Yuanqing picked up a black card the size of an ID card. The material seemed to be metal, but the tentacles were extremely gentle. The card was very beautifully made, with a light silver moiré on the edge and a black full moon in the center.
The black full moon is printed very delicately, and the irregular patches on the surface are clearly visible.
What? Puzzled, he opened the envelope and unfolded the letter.
"Motoko, I got a very interesting thing. I thought it could change my life, but my ability is limited and I can't control it. I think if it were you, it shouldn't be a problem.
"Brother, this is my gift to you.
"Lei Yibing!