After the incident of elder abuse in the Pingshan Nursing Home was reported by the media, the Jiangcheng City Government immediately set up an investigation and handling team, demanding that the incident of elder abuse by the caregivers in the Pingshan Nursing Home be investigated and dealt with quickly.

Several of the carers involved, including the director of the hospital, were detained by the police, and the old people in the apartment were also properly placed in several other nursing homes in Jiangcheng.

This incident aroused the indignation of netizens on the Internet, especially the video footage of the reporter lying in ambush in the nursing home late at night, and later arguing with the nursing home staff, was uploaded on the Internet. Netizens condemned and even scolded the colleague of the nursing home care worker. Yan's heroic deeds desperately call, saying that she is the conscience of the journalists.

The editor-in-chief gave Jiang Yan a few days of paid leave to help her recover from her injuries.

Jiang Yan had torn skin on her knees, and her trousers replaced her stockings and short skirts. She basically didn't want to go out every day, and she didn't want to stay alone, so she simply moved to her parents' house for a few days.

Originally, Jiang Yan wanted to play with Mino at home these few days, but she didn't want her parents to enroll Mino for elementary school. Jiang Yan originally planned to let Mino adapt to the Chinese environment before registering for him to study, but his father meant that he hoped that the child would go to school earlier. After all, the child hadn't received much education in the past, and now he is back, he cannot lose at the starting line.

The Jiang family has strict requirements for the children in the family since childhood. After all, the family's huge industry is still waiting for the two children to be successful in the future and be able to operate for a long time.

However, the reality is that the two brothers and sisters of the Jiang family are not very interested in doing business. Jiang Yan went to the media and entered the journalist industry, while Jiang Zhongchen lived under the brilliance of his prospective brother-in-law Lu Lin during his high school years. Ambitious and passionately admitted to the Jiangcheng Police Academy.

At that time, Jiang Zhongchen had such a pale and melancholic temperament to kill Matt, and he was not interested in anything. With the sadness of the nobles at the end of the century, he became wealthy and sick.

Later, Jiang Yan asked Lu Rin to stay with him. As long as Lu Rin had a vacation, he would take Jiang Zhongchen to the playground to exercise, teach him fighting and boxing, and take him to the Martyrs Memorial Hall. For many years, he squeezed the pale boy into muscles. Little man.

When he was young, there was always an idol aura to nurture and nurture. The person Jiang Zhongchen admired most at that time was Lu Lin, a brother-in-law with a mouthful, and a kind of affectionate spirit. Even in retrospect, it was enough to warm the rest of his life.

"When your sister graduates, I will be your real brother-in-law."

He always said that.

At that time, how great.

Who would have expected what happened later.

Destiny is not the favorite to joke with people?

There are some things that I really dare not think about.

Jiang Yan was standing on the sofa, while her mother Meng Ru walked out of the room with a cookbook and walked towards the kitchen.

Meng Ru likes cooking. She likes to make some snacks at home when she has nothing to do. After years of painstaking research and exploration, her craftsmanship is becoming more and more exquisite. The cakes she makes are completely comparable to the deliciousness of the sweets in the pastry shop.

One son and one daughter, making up a good word, Meng Ru lived himself into a peaceful appearance.

She especially doesn't want to come to Jiang Yan to be a reporter. She runs around all day long. In order to investigate news incidents, she stays up late to catch up on articles. She often faces unknowable dangers... This does not seem to be what a woman should be.

Meng Ru's heart-warming woman should look like a quiet magnolia potted plant that stretches out in full bloom in the sunshine on a sunny day; on rainy days, it seems like a poem, the one who walked out of the Jiangnan alley with an oil-paper umbrella A girl like a lilac bone.

However, the facts are completely contrary to what Meng Ru had in mind.

The son disguised himself as a tender pale little prince like a lilac. During his sad period, her daughter climbed the wall to the police academy every day and pryed back the school grass.

Meng Ru is heartbroken.

Now that the two children have grown up, she simply let her go, and she can't control it anymore. They have to walk the way of life.

What they want to live in is their own choice.

"Axi, I made mango layer and egg tart, you will send it to A Duan later."

Meng Ru is a woman from the south of the Yangtze River. She speaks in a soft tone of Wu Nong, Axi has become Jiang Yan's nickname, and A Duan is Jiang Zhongchen.

Jiang Yan put down the "Sunday Rambler" pictorial in her hand and casually raised her thigh to let Meng Ru look at the patch on her knee.

"Level eight disability!"

"Just take it there."

"Shut down to the third ring road." Jiang Yan got up and limped to the table, grabbed a piece of fragrant mango Melaleuca and threw it in her mouth: "Duan'er is born with him, I must have adopted it."

Meng Ru slapped her hand lightly, and groaned: "Wash your hands!"

"Hey." Jiang Yan took it back, picked up the phone and called Jiang Zhongchen: "Your mother made you a thousand layers."

"What's the smell?"

"Mans...Durian." Jiang Yan changed her mouth decisively.

Jiang Zhongchen let out a disgusting nasal sound and said: "The city games are held in our school. There are a lot of people. Your legs are inconvenient, so don't come."

Jiang Yan is touched, but my brother knows how to hurt people!

"Okay, it's okay, I'll help you eat your share."

Jiang Yan laughed and became a horse monkey. She lay on the sofa and talked to him: "Who are these people at the City Games? Are you participating?"

"I also signed up. Well, there are staff from the Cultural Bureau and the Education Bureau. By the way, the municipal police will also come over. It's very lively."

Jiang Yan took up Melaleuca's hand and gave a slight pause.

Two minutes later, she limped and walked to the kitchen door and hugged Meng Ru’s arm to act like a baby: "Mom, it’s not easy for you to raise me so much if you’re not your own. Hey, Axi decided to be a competent adopted daughter. Mommy learns to make snacks."

Meng Ru looked indifferent: "What bad idea are you making again."

Jiang Yan had already fastened her apron, turned on the faucet, smashed, flushed and washed her hands: "From time to time, I still can't be a virtuous one?"

The daughter took the initiative to learn how to make cakes. Meng Ru was naturally willing to clean up the stove and patiently explained the steps to her.

Mix the eggs with sugar and flour, fry the skins in the pan, mousse the model, slice the mango, beat the butter, and assemble layer by layer.

Meng Ru spoke meticulously, and Jiang Yan also learned attentively. She did it by herself, and she was able to grasp the measure with a pair of skillful hands. Although the finished mango layer was not as exquisite as Meng Ru's, the hair was thick and rough, and it could be seen that she was a newcomer. Handwriting.

But the taste is still very good.

Okay, you can go to the teacher.

Jiang Yan packed the two mango slices and flew out the door: "I'm going to deliver cakes to your son."

Meng Ru went out and greeted: "Slow down, isn't it a level eight disability!"

Today’s sun is exceptionally fine and warm, and the red apricots on the roadside seem to have taken a nap, and the branches stretched lazily.

Many people came to the school for the sports meeting today, so the security guards at the gate did not check their credentials anymore. They were all put in because they looked like students.

Jiang Yan wore a white dress with sports shoes, which was a bit fresh and dynamic. She looked delicate and no different from the young female students around. The security guards put her in without asking.

Jiangcheng Police Academy is Lu Rin's alma mater. She met him here, and Jiang Yan took him into her heart.

It's hard to talk about love at first sight, Jiang Yan just thinks he is handsome, very handsome, handsome without the law of heaven.

Aiming at this beauty, Jiang Yan got on the pole and started chasing.

When did the mud feet sink?

Jomo was on that rainy day. He stood up and saluted her: "Be loyal to the country, loyal to the people, and loyal to his girlfriend!"

This was the surprise Lu Rin gave her on her 21st birthday.

At that time, all the big boys on the playground were laughing and bending over.

He was serious and serious, as if he was reporting to the leadership and the people.

Jiang Yan blushed and was ashamed.

It was from that time. Lu Lin, low-key and steady, hugged her for more than ten minutes in front of all the students and teachers in the school.

Jiang Yan walked on the campus in October, warm and breezy.

It is needless to say that I feel sad when I revisit the old place, those young days that are sweet and sweet even in the wind.

There are several training venues in the police academy located in various areas of the campus. Jiang Yan dragged her limping left leg to explore here and look over there.

Jiang Zhongchen said that the staff and leaders of the Municipal Bureau must participate in the City Games. There are a lot of people and the police force. As for whether Lu Lin has come, it is really unclear.

She came to rest on the wooden bench by the flowerbed.

On the grassy green garden path, a few little girls in police uniforms passed by Jiang Yan, with sleeves on their elbows, their complexion flushed, like a large cloud of clouds at sunset.

"The one who ran twenty thousand, I heard it was a senior."

"Police detachment, most of our academy went out."

Jiang Yan paid attention and walked in the direction they had come.

In the third stadium, heads were crowded, and the voices of cheering and shouting came one after another. Jiang Yan dragged a dead leg and squeezed into the crowd with difficulty.

"Thank you, let me give you the handicapped people!"

Jiang Yan finally squeezed to the front row of the onlookers.

On the green circular runway, just a few men like wind flew past in front of them.

In the final sprint of the 20,000-meter long race that was officially in full swing, Jiang Yan watched the entire playground, but she didn't see the shadow of her sweetheart!

However, it is also the comrades of the municipal police team who are playing. Although they are not well-known, they still have a few familiar faces.

Jiang Yan shouted at them to cheer.

Now is the critical moment of the sprint, and the surrounding crowd rushed forward like a surge of excitement, preparing to meet the winner who rushed to the finish line.

"Don't squeeze, don't... don't squeeze."

Jiang Yan was like a small leaf in the wave, drifting with the flow, her legs and feet were not good enough, she staggered a few steps forward and almost fell to the ground.

At this moment, her wrists were held tightly by a pair of powerful and gentle palms.

Jiang Yan was caught off guard and turned around.

The red sweatshirt was dazzling in the sun, his forehead was still covered with unidentified drops of sweat, his hair was slightly moist, and his brows were as cold as ever.

Lu Lin.

It turns out he is here.

Jiang Yan was in a daze as if she had returned to her teenage years. The young Lu Rin was also so red, turning her red into a little cinnabar blood in her heart.

"Brother Lu Lu..."

The syllables hadn't been revealed yet, and the crowd came again. She was slammed with force and slammed into Lu Lin's hard embrace.

His body is very hot, and he has not had time to radiate the residual temperature just after exercising.

There is a smell, especially a man's smell.

Jiang Yan stayed in his arms and wrapped her hands around his shoulders.

"It's so crowded!" She clung to him like a vine.

Lu Lin's heavy breathing was sprayed on her face, and Jiang Yan blushed and did not dare to look up at him.

Jier, he protected her slender waist, and with a slight mention, she picked it up like a chicken and led away from the crowd.