Seventy Koi: The Unlucky Boss Hugged Me and Cried

Chen Siyuan stepped on the bicycle, and Mu Qing sat in the back.

The two walked along the road and kept moving forward.

Sheng Yumo was shopping on the street when suddenly the good sister next to her hurriedly pulled her hand.

Pointing to the front, he said excitedly.

"Yu Mo, Yu Mo, look, look, is that your cousin?"

"Didn't you say she's already married? Why is she sitting in the back of the little young car with a big belly?"

"It seems that your cousin has a problem with her style!"

The man's voice carried a bit of schadenfreude.

Sheng Yumo glared at her with a cold face.

"What nonsense? That's not my cousin, you're wrong!"

"Also, my cousin is the only one I can say, why do you say her?"

"How old are you? Do you look down on our Sheng family?"

"Do we need you to take care of our Sheng family's affairs?"

"You know nonsense in one day, bastard! I don't want to play with you, get out of the way!"

Sheng Yumo finished speaking angrily, shook off the man's hand, and immediately walked towards the front.

She walked very fast, but disappeared on the street after a while.

The girl she scolded waited until she was far away before scolding her back.

"What's wrong with the eldest lady? It's not at home yet."

"Cut, sooner or later you will also go to the countryside to receive re-education from the poor and lower-middle peasants."

The girl finished cursing and walked in the opposite direction.

Here, Chen Siyuan and Mu Qing rode a bicycle for about 15 minutes before arriving at the destination.

The place where the old man lives is a separate yard;

The yard is old and quiet, and it's not bad for the elderly to recuperate.

Chen Siyuan greeted the inspector behind the gate.

He walked in with Mu Qing.

Crossed the hanging flower door and arrived at the courtyard of the main house.

The old man was lying on a deck chair in the yard and basking in the sun.

Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes and looked over.

His eyebrows were as deep as a deep well, and when he saw Mu Qing, there was a slight fluctuation of joy.

"Comrade, we met, it's fate!"

The old man said and got up.

Seeing this, Chen Siyuan immediately helped the old man up.

At this time, Mu Qing also happened to walk beside the old man.

She found that the old man was pale, his lips were purple, and the tip of his nose was slightly swollen.

The situation is obviously not very good.

Seeing this, Mu Qing immediately said: "Old man, keep your mind calm and don't be too emotional."

"Sit up slowly, not too fast to avoid dizziness."

Mu Qing said so, and asked Chen Siyuan to sit down with the old man.

Then she sat down on the stool Chen Siyuan moved out.

The old man spoke slowly with a slight smile on his face.

"Comrade, I didn't have time to thank you on the last train."

"I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

"I don't have anything good to reward you for the way I am now, but I have a German pen that has been with me for many years, so I will give it to you as a souvenir."

As the old man spoke, he took off the pen he had pinned in his breast pocket.

In this era, being able to own a pen is also a precious gift.

The old man's situation seemed to be very embarrassed, and Mu Qing had the nerve to ask for his things.

She quickly waved her hand and refused: "Old man, you are too polite."

"Heroes like you are admired by everyone."

"I'm lucky enough to know you."

"Haha..." The old man smiled happily.

"You girl, it fits my temperament very well."

"I didn't expect Jiang Yansong to hear such compliments in his lifetime."

"It's worth it before, it's worth it."

Jiang Yansong sighed aloud, and as soon as the depression in his body came out, everyone seemed to be a little bit ecstatic in an instant.

Chapter 100

We are waiting for you at the gate

Just in the next second, Jiang Yansong's face turned ugly.

With a pained expression on his face, he raised his hand and grabbed the position of his heart.

When Mu Qing saw it, she knew that it was the old man's great joy and sorrow, which triggered a heart attack.

She quickly stepped forward and supported Jiang Yansong's body.

He quickly opened his mouth to guide, "Old man, adjust your breathing slowly first, don't be in a hurry, take your time..."

Then, she immediately instructed Chen Siyuan next to her.

"Is there any medicine at home? Hurry up and get the medicine."

When Chen Siyuan heard this, his face was so urgent that he was about to cry.

"The doctor was not sent down, and the old gentleman was not allowed to go out. The medicine was finished two days earlier."

"Then wait for me for a while, I'll go get something from the bike."

After Mu Qing finished speaking, she gave the old man to Chen Siyuan to support, and then hurried out of the door.

She came to the front of the bicycle and pretended to take a bag from the front basket.

A box of quick-acting heart-saving pills from the 1970s appeared in his hand.

Mu Qing quickly turned back and helped the old man with the medicine.

After about a minute, the old man eased up, and the painful expression on his face gradually disappeared.

"Huh..." The old man let out a long breath.