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As for his wish, it is to live well with Yan Yun and keep their home, because he knows that he has no ability, and this is the best for him.

On the phone, messages are still coming, "Busy?", "Why didn't you reply to my message?"...

Ji Yang resisted the urge to reply, and slid his hand up to close the flashing page.

At this time, in Zhang Ran's heart, his conditions are still good. After all, he has bought a house. He doesn't know how big it is, but at least he has it.

Stable job.

Still a licking dog, you can feed some sugar. She is a little unwilling and still looks down on him, but she can look for a horse while she is still a donkey.

After all, she is divorced, so the standard should be lowered.

"Um..."

Ji Yang was about to open the game, and the little man on the small bed next to him sat up, rubbing his little eyes, and his voice was soft, "Mom, mom..."

"Why did Doudou wake up?" Yan Yun also got up and looked at her son.

"I want to sleep with my mother." Doudou climbed down from the bed, frowning, and wanted to cry or not.

"We are big boys, we have to sleep alone." She coaxed him with words, but the other party didn't want it and made a fuss.

He walked to the bed and tried to climb up.

Ji Yang put his phone aside, reached out and picked him up, lifted the quilt and put him in the middle, "How old are you? Still crying."

"Dou Dou is still young." He hid in Yan Yun's arms, raised his head, and showed his little teeth, "The quilt is so comfortable, more restrained than Dou Dou's quilt."

"Go to bed quickly, otherwise you won't get up early tomorrow and will be late for kindergarten." Yan Yun tapped his little nose, with a smile in her eyes.

"I want mom to hold me while I sleep, hold me." Dou Dou acted like a spoiled child, and that look made people want to hold everything in front of him.

"Mom, do you still want to hold me?" Yan Yun lowered her head and kissed him, her tone gentle.

"Yeah." The little guy nodded vigorously.

Ji Yang's eyes fell on his little face.

In the previous life, the divorce, the original owner of the child still wanted it, but Yan Yun refused to let go and was willing to give him a house. Zhang Ran made a fuss again, so he had to let go.

He may not have much feelings for his wife who suffered with him, but the child is his own child.

Of course, he didn't want it in the end.

He could have more children, but he didn’t know when he would be able to get a house.

In fact, he was just a loser who looked honest but was actually timid, incompetent, stingy, selfish, and a playboy with a few achievements.

Chapter 430: An Honest Man with a Double Face (3)

“Doudou.”

“Little lazy boy, get up.”

“Hurry up, we’re going to be late.”

…

Yan Yun called her son and patted him gently, but the little guy went back to the bed.

“Hurry up, Daddy has to go to work after sending you to kindergarten, and he’s going to be late for work too.”

She climbed onto the bed, picked up the round ball, and walked to the bathroom.

Doudou slept on her shoulder, hugging his mother, half-closed his little eyes, and still looked drowsy.

After washing him, changing his clothes, and packing his schoolbag, she reminded Ji Yang before sending him out, "It's cold on the road, so stand by him. Let him take off his clothes when he gets hot at school."

"Doudou, drink more water."

...

Yan Yun felt that she had endless worries and was constantly worried.

"Got it." Ji Yang led his son downstairs.

They rented a staircase apartment. Because it was a one-bedroom apartment, the landlord wanted 800 yuan a month and signed a three-year contract.

The contract expired recently, and the rent increased. Now it is 1100 yuan.

His salary of 5,000 yuan seemed pitiful, and life was probably going to be tight.

After sending the father and son away, Yan Yun began to wash clothes and clean up the house. After finishing, she went out and went back to the countryside to see Ji's mother.

Ji's father was sick and resting at home. He couldn't do heavy work. Ji's mother occasionally went to do odd jobs to earn some money for the family.

Ji's family was still a small bungalow with only two houses. One was left for Ji Yang and his family, and they lived in the other one, with a small kitchen outside.

The two old people are very simple farmers. They have worked hard all their lives just to send Ji Yang out.

Yan Yun put the cereal she bought on the table and said to Ji's mother, "Mom, how is your health today?"

"Much better." Ji's mother looked at her, frowned slightly, and said lightly, "Why did you buy so many things again? Waste of money."

"How much money?" She said and changed the subject, "Does your family grow vegetables recently? I'll take some back later. Doudou said yesterday that he wanted to eat the vegetables grown by grandma."

"Yes, yes, we have cabbage and beans. We also have salted eggs at home. I'll take them back for you later." When mentioning the little guy, Ji's mother smiled.

"How is Dad's health recently?" Yan Yun looked into the room and didn't see Ji's father at home.

"Everything is fine. Your dad probably went to play mahjong again. Those old men came back recently and dragged him to make up the numbers. Just live your life well. We can take care of ourselves."

"I was going to give you the few thousand yuan I saved. After all, the mortgage is still being paid, and the expenses are not small. My health is not good, and I went to the hospital again." At this point, Ji's mother's tone was sad.

"Mom, don't worry about this. Just take care of your own health." Yan Yun comforted her.

Seeing that they are getting older and older, their physical conditions are getting worse and worse. They have no medical insurance and pension.

It is indeed a problem.

It only takes one serious illness to destroy a family. She knows all this, but there is nothing she can do at this time. She can only pray that the two old people are healthy.

Yan Yun came back from Ji's house with a lot of bags, and some people greeted her enthusiastically on the way.

In the village, Ji Yang, who has already bought a house, is an outstanding scholar.

After all, there are many families who may need a lifetime of effort to build a house in the village.

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"Doudou."

"Mom!" The little guy called out in a bright voice, and ran towards Yan Yun with his short legs, carrying a small schoolbag.