Make a living

Chapter 45

Qi Yu's account on the video software is the highest-level platinum member.

It's all the points accumulated by helping Cheng Zijun to vote for his little girlfriends before. Qi Yu never cared about it. Only today did he find out that these points can be exchanged for rewarding gifts.

He threw it into Zheng Haichuan's latest video together with the hundreds of dollars in change left in his account.

Qi Yu didn't expect that this idiot would return to the construction site.

In Pengcheng in June, the sun does not stop every day, and it is so hot that it can almost cook eggs.In order to catch up with the construction period, the construction site began to operate early in the morning, and the workers also wished to do more while the clouds were still there. After lunch break, they went to hide in the built concrete wall to cool off.

In such a sweltering hot summer afternoon, there is actually a fool who, in order to earn a little tipping fee, is carrying steel bars under the sun.

idiot.

And not afraid to throw myself out of the concussion.

At that time, the nephew was not treated and he was advanced to the ICU.

Qi Yu cursed in his heart, but he didn't stop clicking on the screen with his thumb.

Until all the balance on the account is rewarded.

He stared at the short video that started playing from the beginning, and with his fingertips half irritable and half speechless, he poked hard on Zheng Haichuan's dusty and dirty face in the center of the screen.

Zheng Haichuan felt his cheeks itch.

He closed his eyes, raised his hand and slapped himself on the face.

The itching soon disappeared, he turned over on the mat, and continued to fall into a wonderful dream.In the dream, he was digging vegetables in the field of his hometown. While digging, the hoe suddenly got stuck on a hard object.

He dug in and saw a little gold in the mud.

gold?

Is it gold?

He dug up gold?Doesn't that mean that there is money to treat Xiao Hemiao and elder brother? !

In the dream, the corners of Zheng Haichuan's mouth were almost grinning to the base of his ears, and he stretched out his hand to dig out the gold from the soil.But he suddenly felt a faint itching on the right side of his face.

Zheng Haichuan thought unhappily, this mosquito is too good at timing!

But it was so itchy, he could only change the direction of the hand that was reaching for the gold, slapped hard, and slapped himself in the face again.

"Ouch!"

The mosquitoes were missed, but Zheng Haichuan caught a troublesome little hand.

"Zheng Jiahe!"

The gold in the dream flew away completely, Zheng Haichuan was so angry that he grabbed the little arm in his hand, opened his mouth and bit down hard with his teeth.

"Cannibalism, help, Dad Yao is cannibalism!"

"Huh!" Zheng Haichuan held the little guy in his arms, pretending to be fierce: "Yao Dad is going to bite your little paw for you, let's see if you still make trouble!"

Zheng Jiahe wasn't afraid at all, she shrank her neck and smiled: "Heck! Don't dare, don't dare!"

Zheng Haichuan played with Zheng Jiahe on the bed for a while before getting up to take care of his little nephew to dress and wash.

Before putting on Zheng Jiahe's clothes, he checked the condition of his nephew's right arm as usual, and gestured with his finger on the child's slender arm.Zheng Haichuan's palm was wide, and Zheng Jiahe's arm was still enough to wrap around it in his hand.

Since returning from the hospital last time, Zheng Haichuan insisted on measuring it every morning.On the first day, he used a soft ruler. After he memorized it by heart, he no longer needed a ruler, and could count bars by pointing at the lines of his fingers.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Zheng Jiahe shook his head, and put his arms into the cuffs of his clothes.

"Don't bear the pain, remember to tell Dad Yao, do you understand?"

Zheng Haichuan exhorted worriedly.

Zheng Haichuan didn't know how to treat Zheng Jiahe's illness until now.

Qi Yu told him that day that the medical profession is still unable to judge how this disease will develop in the future.It may just be that the bones look thicker than ordinary people, or it may be directly deformed, affecting the development of other bones and the spine, resulting in disability.

The best way is to have an operation, cut off the bone, and replace it with an artificial one.

But there is also a chance of recurrence.

Everything is unknown, and the only thing that can be done is to intervene as soon as possible while it is discovered early.

Now Xiao Hemiao is young and the symptoms are not obvious, so no immediate surgery is needed.But a child's body is changing day by day. Once the bone deformation becomes larger, or there is obvious pain during the growth process, it is necessary to prepare for surgery and bone replacement immediately.

Zheng Haichuan has been in a daze since he heard the news that day.

Until now, there is no safe place for my heart.

But he didn't dare to show his uneasiness in front of his little nephew, so he could only pretend that there was nothing serious and let the days go on normally.

"Understood, Dad Yao." Although Zheng Jiahe had heard these words countless times in the past few weeks, he was not impatient and just nodded obediently, "I don't hurt. Uncle Lu said, if it doesn't hurt, don't be afraid."

"Good boy. Get out of bed." Zheng Haichuan didn't dare to say more, just patted his little butt, "Slow down, wash your mouth and face with your left hand as much as possible."

"left handed!"

Zheng Jiahe jumped off the floor with his left arm supporting the bed, and at the same time said a new vocabulary learned from Aunt Hong.

"Right, people say that left-handed people are smarter." Zheng Haichuan teased his little nephew with a forced smile, "But we don't need to learn it specially. Everyone else must be smart!"

At Zheng Jiahe's age, in fact, it is no longer possible to believe anything an adult says.But he still completely listened to what his father said, and smiled shyly and happily: "I want to go to college and earn a lot of money!"

"Our He Miao'er is really good." Zheng Haichuan couldn't help rubbing his soft hair, "It's definitely possible."

Zheng Haichuan swore in his heart.

I must hurry up and get more money, and save enough for the medical expenses of my little seedlings as soon as possible.

When you have saved enough, go to Dr. Qi for the best surgery.

most expensive surgery.

Sure, sure there will be no problems!

At this moment, on the street outside the building, the hustle and bustle of the morning had just appeared.

Today, Zheng Haichuan woke up a little earlier. After getting up and going to the kitchen to steam the refrigerated steamed buns, he still had time to sit on the sofa and turn on his mobile phone for a while.

Recently, Zheng Haichuan swiped his phone much more frequently.

In order to earn more money, he asked the foreman to beg his grandfather to sue his grandmother, and finally returned to the construction site ahead of schedule.However, he has not stopped working as a maintenance worker now. With the guarantee of his upstairs neighbor Lao Yang, he can still do it as a part-time job, and he can take some orders at night.

At the same time, Zheng Haichuan increased the number of live video shooting, and planned to do his best to shoot every day.

He stayed up all night for two nights, and learned how to record the screen during the live broadcast, so that he would not have to record the video separately, and he would have double the time to like and reward.

Zheng Haichuan used to feel ashamed, ashamed to ask the audience for this or that.

But now he wants to raise money for Xiao Hemiao's surgery, and he has to risk it all. Every time he broadcasts and broadcasts, he has to be cheeky and ask for a few words. It would be good if one more person gave him money.

It is only now that Zheng Haichuan knows that he can get money if he plays more videos and likes more.He saw a very powerful anchor blew himself up, and he could get thousands of miles in traffic fees for just likes in a month!

In addition to the rewards from the audience's gifts, darling, tens of thousands of dollars are easy to get!

Zheng Haichuan doesn't expect that he can make so much money by making videos, he just wants to increase his income.

Save a little more money, even if it's only a few or tens of dollars a month, maybe it can give Xiao Hemiao a little more hope when he has surgery.

It's just that Zheng Haichuan's current fans are only a few hundred, and it hasn't been long since he broke through triple digits, and his background income is so meager that it can be ignored, and the distance from cash withdrawals is far away, let alone contributing to Zheng Jiahe's surgery fees .

But the strange thing is that just as Zheng Haichuan clicked into the video software today, a series of notification sounds popped out.

And with the gold coins and gift sound effects that come with the software, Zheng Haichuan was shocked to find that there were more money in his account—a whole small 1000 yuan!

Good guy!

Zheng Haichuan felt that he might not have woken up from his morning dream.

With trembling hands, he clicked on the source of the tip, wondering if someone gave the gift to the wrong person.

However, to his surprise, he found that the one who contributed so much money was a fan who was paying attention to him!

That's right!

This money is for him!

Damn!

Well, what a shame!It's too unbearable!