Wu Chunmei sneered and said, "You have your own grandson in your eyes, so why don't you stay away from me? Don't you know that if you infect me, your precious grandson will be unable to escape?"

Upon hearing this, Dong Xiaohua became anxious and quickly ordered Zhao Changzheng and Zhao's father to retreat.

The fact that her son had tuberculosis was irreversible. If her son infected her grandson, she would not have time to cry.

"Don't worry, Chunmei. Ah Zhong is also my grandson. I will definitely not hurt him."

"Then you all get out and come back when Zhao Changzheng's illness is cured."

"Okay, okay, let's go now, let's go now." Dong Xiaohua didn't want the Zhao family to be extinct. If the family was extinct, wouldn't she become the eternal sinner of the Zhao family?

Wu Chunmei watched Dong Xiaohua and her family walk out of the yard and called out to Dong Xiaohua, "Wait a moment."

After saying that, Wu Chunmei went into the room and took out all the money she had saved over the years.

"This 25 yuan is what I've saved up over the years, penny by penny. Take it all. Remember, you're not allowed to come back until Zhao Changzheng's illness is cured."

If Dong Xiaohua only has Zhao Changzheng in her eyes, then Wu Chunmei only has her two children in her eyes.

The Zhao family members were dispensable to her. As long as they didn't harm her children, Wu Chunmei didn't bother to pay attention to them.

When Dong Xiaohua saw the money, the wrinkles on her face were so wide that they could kill a fly. "Let's go, let's go, we'll go now. Chunmei, it's a blessing for our family that my son can marry you."

As for Wu Chunmei, she didn't believe even a single punctuation mark in what Dong Xiaohua said.

So in response to Dong Xiaohua's words, Wu Chunmei didn't even smile, "If you don't leave now, I'm going to get a broom."

"Let's go, let's go now." The money had been taken, and there was really no reason to stay. Dong Xiaohua said hello to Zhao Changzheng and his son, and the family walked out of the village.

Zhao Changzheng felt relieved when he saw his wife gave him money, and the heavy stone in his heart was finally put down.

Now that I have the money my parents have saved and my wife has saved, it should be enough for medical treatment.

No, what if it's not enough? Oh, doesn't he have a sister?

Thinking of this, Zhao Changzheng looked at Dong Xiaohua and said, "Mom, how much money have you saved?"

"Over the years, your father and I have saved only 12 yuan, apart from the money we gave you to marry a wife. Add the 25 yuan your wife gave us, and it will definitely be enough for medical treatment."

Dong Xiaohua’s words did not satisfy Zhao Changzheng. They were not doctors, so how could they know how much it would cost to treat tuberculosis?

Your life is your own. If you die, you will lose everything. No, you still have to bring more money to the hospital so that he can feel at ease.

"Mom, what if these 30 yuan aren't enough? I'm your only son. If I'm gone, who will take care of you and dad in the future?"

Zhao Changzheng was crying with tears and snot, which made Dong Xiaohua feel so distressed.

"Changzheng, don't worry. Don't you still have me and your dad?"

"How can I not be anxious? Mom, I don't want to die. You must save me."

"My dear son, please believe in me. I will definitely save you."

"You just say you'll save me, save me, but what if I don't have enough money to go to the hospital?"

Hearing her son's words, Dong Xiaohua also began to worry. What if the 37 yuan really wasn't enough for medical treatment? She and Lao Zhao only had this one son!

"Old Zhao, what our son said makes sense. What if he goes to the city hospital and doesn't have enough money to see a doctor? What will our son do?

We only have this one son. If he dies, what will we do when we are old? "

Father Zhao rolled his eyes and said, "If you don't have enough money, why don't you ask our daughter for help?"

No wonder people say honest people don’t do honest things. If you don’t know Zhao’s father (Zhao Fu), you might think he is an honest man. His mouth is really different.

Dong Xiaohua's eyes turned when she heard what Lao Zhao said. Yes, don't she and Lao Zhao have a daughter?

Although they haven't been in contact for so many years, their daughter was raised by her and Lao Zhao since she was a child, so this relationship cannot be severed.

"Let's go find our daughter now. She hasn't supported me and Lao Zhao for so many years, and we old couple have never bothered her. Now that our family is in trouble, she can't just watch us die."

The more Dong Xiaohua spoke, the more reasonable she became, and the more confident she became. She wished she could be at her daughter's house right now.

When Zhao Changzheng heard that there was another target to ask for money, he didn't care who his parents asked for money from, as long as they had money.

"Old Zhao, does our daughter still live in the machinery factory now?" Although Dong Xiaohua said it very affirmatively, she really didn't know where her daughter lived now.

After all, she and her daughter haven't been in contact for more than 10 years, and there was an earthquake before. Who knows if they are still living in the machinery factory now?

"The machinery factory has been rebuilt and will be operational after the Lunar New Year. My daughter will definitely still be living in the factory."

Even though Old Zhao knew it so clearly, it was because he paid attention to it. In his heart, his daughter was his ATM from the beginning to the end.

"Let's go to the machinery factory." After Dong Xiaohua gave the order, the father and son also quickened their pace.

At the entrance of the machinery factory.

Dong Xiaohua grabbed a passerby with a smile on her face and asked, "Comrade, does Zhao Fangling live in the machinery factory?"

When passersby heard that the old lady was looking for Zhao Fangling, they thought they were relatives and quickly and enthusiastically pointed the way.

"Sister Zhao lives in the machinery factory. Her family lives in Room 101 on the first floor of that tube-shaped building."

Dong Xiaohua knew the address and quickly thanked the passerby: "Thank you, comrade, thank you, comrade, thank you for your trouble."

"It's not a big deal. Go ahead. Sister Zhao should be home now. Are you and the Du family related?"

The passerby didn't wait for Dong Xiaohua to answer, but continued to speak: "The Du family is really great now. Zhao Fangling gave birth to a wonderful daughter. Now she is a hero in our machinery factory. You have a great relative."

Dong Xiaohua's eyes lit up when he heard this. Great hero, what great hero?

She thought so in her heart and asked out loud, "What great hero?"

Seeing that Dong Xiaohua and her family might not know about this, he explained vividly, "It seems you don't know yet. Before the earthquake, Du Wanying invented the earthquake bed, which saved countless lives. The government even rewarded her for it."

"Thank you, comrade. Thank you, comrade. If you hadn't told us, we wouldn't have known about it."

"It's okay, just go ahead."