In order to save trouble, Yushu handed over the continuation and management rights of the two books to Qingmei. Qingmei had money to spend, and she didn't care about the little money she earned from writing the book. The date of the Huzi competition was getting closer, so she handed over the rights to write the book.

Things were forgotten.

Yan Dong is very anxious over there. He relies on these two books every month to maintain his basic livelihood. In fact, he has also written several books and posted them online. Unfortunately, his books have never become popular. Read

The sales volume was very low, and there was basically no income every month. Therefore, he had to contact Qingmei over and over again, asking Qingmei to meet him as soon as possible to sign the contract. However, Zihao was on a business trip, Yushu was about to give birth, and Xinyu could not be contacted for a long time.

On the Internet, Jiaxin was busy setting up a live broadcast platform. No one accompanied her to the meeting, so she kept putting it off.

That day, she was watching Huzi practicing the robot. Suddenly the phone rang. She saw that it was the flying fish. She answered the call and he said: "Miss Bai, I am outside your courtyard. Please call me."

Help open the door and I will sign a contract with you."

Qingmei hurried out and saw Yan Dong standing outside the iron gate. Qingmei walked over and said, "But my husband is not at home..."

Yan Dong became anxious and said quickly: "Miss Bai, do you think I look like a bad person?"

Qingmei has lived alone for so many years, and she is still very vigilant. No matter what Yan Dong said, she just wouldn't open the door. She took the contract and took a look at it and said, "Okay, I'll sign it for you.

Please send the manuscript as soon as possible and I will upload it tonight."

Yan Dong quickly expressed his gratitude. After the contract was signed, he still didn't want to leave. Qingmei asked kindly: "Do you have anything else?"

Yan Dong groaned for a long time before saying, "Miss Bai, you are a good person and you are very kind at first sight. Can you advance some money to me first?"

Qingmei said: "Your manuscript hasn't been sent to me yet, and we haven't uploaded it to the platform yet. Where can I get the money to give you?"

Yan Dong said awkwardly: "I have had no income for a long time. The money you gave me a few days ago has been used to pay the rent. I live on a pack of instant noodles every day these days."

When he said this, Qingmei was shocked. Qingmei felt this kind of anxious life. She asked with a gentle smile: "How much do you want to advance?"

Yan Dong said with great determination: "One thousand yuan."

Qingmei asked him to wait. She went back to the house and took 5,000 yuan and handed it to Yan Dong. Yan Dong said that with 1,000 yuan, he could live. Qingmei smiled and said: "It will get cold soon, let's buy two clothes."

"Yan Dong nodded and bowed to express his gratitude.

After Yan Dong left, Qingmei couldn't calm down. How could this man live like this? She could only shake her head and sigh.

The next day, Zihao came back from a business trip. After seeing Yushu, he came to visit Qingmei. He asked about the situation of continuing the writing of the book. She told Zihao that the writing of the book had already begun and she did not dare to say that Yan Dong borrowed money.

Zihao repeatedly told her to pay attention to her safety, then got up and left.

However, a few days later, Yan Dong called again, mumbling for a long time before saying his request: "Miss Bai, you must think I am a liar, but I really need your help. My mother is sick.

, I need 10,000 yuan, if you can lend it to me, I will repay you with future royalties."

Qingmei hesitated this time, thought for a while and said, "Please wait for me to ask my husband. I will call you back later."

Qingmei had no choice but to call Zihao and told him the last situation and today's situation. Zihao said: "It's not like he is a liar, but no one can bear the endless borrowing money like this."

, If it doesn’t work, you contact him and we’ll go to where he lives and see.” Qingmei hung up the phone.

She called Yan Dong and asked him where he lived. After a long silence, he named a place. Qingmei asked several times but couldn't figure out where it was. Finally, Yan Dong said the name of a large shopping mall, Qingmei Cai.

If you roughly know the location, ask him to send you the location.

Zihao and Qingmei drove there together. After walking for a long time, they finally found him in the northeastern suburbs. He was a little embarrassed. He asked Zihao to park the car in front of a hotel, and he took them to turn left and right.

When we got to the basement where he lived, the room was twelve square meters, and most of it was underground. There was only a small window on the ground that allowed light and ventilation, but the room had a musty smell.

It took Qingmei and Zihao a long time to adapt to the dim light in the room, and then they saw clearly that facing the window with a little light was a desk with an unclear color. There was an old laptop on the desk.

There is a wooden bed against the wall on the right side, and a simple wardrobe is placed at the foot of the bed, which is already slightly tilted. To the left of the desk is a cement table with an induction cooker and a rice cooker placed on it.

He hurriedly turned around a worn wooden chair in front of his desk and asked Qingmei to sit down. Qingmei sat down, and Zihao had to sit on the edge of the bed. Yan Dong said: "The basement and the top floor here are rented by people like us who are pregnant with their dreams."

People who dream of being engaged in art and literature, in fact, our lives are precarious. I have been struggling here for more than ten years, with no success at all, and can't go back, so I have to persevere. My mother has diabetes and has recently become seriously ill.

I need hospitalization. My father asked me to send 10,000 yuan back, but...so, I want to beg you."

Qingmei was a little embarrassed. Seeing this situation, Zihao felt very sad and said to Yan Dong: "Mr. Yan, Miss Bai is a lesbian and has many inconveniences, but she is still very kind. She asked me to take a look.

What you said is still true. In this case, I will lend you 10,000 yuan, and you can pay me back when you have money in the future." After saying that, he took out the 10,000 yuan prepared in advance from his pocket and handed it to Yan Dong.

Yan Dong was so moved that he didn't know what to say and kept saying "thank you". He wanted to write an IOU, but Zihao said: "No need for an IOU, just pay it back when you have the money."

Yan Dong led them out of the alley again, and Zihao shook hands with him and said goodbye.

As soon as they started the car, Yu Shu's call came: "Zihao, where are you? I think I'm going to give birth!"

Zihao told them their location, and Yushu said: "It's too late! My stomach hurts so much!" Zihao said: "Don't worry, we'll call Jiaxin and Xinbao at the same time, they will be here soon.

"

Zihao called Jiaxin and Qingmei called Xinbao, saying that Yushu was going to have a baby and they didn't have time to rush there. Jiaxin and Xinbao immediately said they would go right away. Zihao hurriedly called Yushu and said they would be there soon.

We're here. Don't worry if you want to speak comfortably.

Yushu's parents were anxiously surrounding her. Jiaxin and Xinbao both arrived. They half-helped and half-carried Yushu into the car. Jiaxin called the hospital again, and Xinbao told Zihao which hospital it was.

Zihao and the others arrived and Yu Shu had already been sent to the delivery room. After a while, a nurse came out and asked, "Who is Lu Zihao? Your wife asked you to come in."

Zihao hurried in. Yushu was already sweating from the pain. She said loudly: "Zihao, come here and hold my hand. If I die, I will die in your arms."

Zihao held her head with his left arm, held her hand tightly with his right hand, and said with a smile: "Having a baby is a happy event, don't say this, just give it a try."

Under the guidance and encouragement of the doctor, Yushu finally gave birth to a son successfully.

Yushu was moved to the ward and the child was cleaned. The nurse brought the child over. Zihao, Jiaxin and Xinbao all rushed to get the report. The nurse asked: "Who is the father of the child?" The three men all said they were.
Chapter completed!