"Jiang Xin, where did that, that, small yellow croaker come from?" Qiao Youfu dared to ask after walking out of Cuihua Gold Shop.

Before, he didn't dare to speak in the store.

He looks like this and is uneducated, so he was afraid of saying something wrong and embarrassing his niece.

If he was not unfamiliar with the place and was afraid that his niece would be bullied, he would not have entered the store and would have waited at the door.

Qiao Jiangxin did not hide it from her uncle, "I took it out from under Grandpa's bed before we split up the family."

Qiao Youfu was stunned, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

Qiao Jiangxin seized the opportunity to brainwash him, "You just saw it, this small yellow croaker is worth more than 1,300 yuan. It's not that I don't have it, but I just don't want to put it on you.

Everything is mutual. You are not the only son I have. Over the years, you and my dad have done everything we should have done.

Even if I regret it in the future and want to talk to you about that bullshit love, you must remember that to love others you must first love yourself...”

Qiao Youfu pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing an ugly smile and changing the subject, "Jiang Xin, where are we going next?"

"Go to the county hospital. I'll take you to see a doctor. It's been delayed for so many years. Now that you have money, go see a doctor right away."

Qiao Youfu felt a complex emotion in his heart and nodded fiercely, "Hey!"

The uncle and nephew asked for directions along the way and found the county Chinese medicine hospital.

Looking at the busy buildings in front of him, as well as the bicycles and cars parked on the roadside, Qiao Youfu felt a little timid.

Is this a place that a country farmer like him can come to?

He looked down at the pair of worn shoes with big toes showing, and the short trouser legs full of patches, then looked at other people's small leather shoes and fitted work clothes.

Qiao Youfu said to his niece dryly, "Jiang Xin, will this be very expensive?

If, if it's too expensive, it's okay for uncle to be patient, since he has been through this for so many years anyway.

Haven't you always wanted to study? We have to save the money and not spend it recklessly.

Your mother is going to give birth next year, and there is plenty of money and space at home...”

Qiao Jiangxin pulled his uncle inside and said, "Let's go. It won't cost much."

In his previous life, my uncle had baldness on his head and he went here to see an old Chinese doctor who cured it, and it didn’t cost much.

Qiao Youfu and Qiao Jiangxin were sitting in line in the corridor.

When he arrived, Qiao Jiangxin accompanied him in.

A gray-haired doctor wearing glasses carefully examined the swelling and pustules on Qiao Youfu's head.

"How long has it been?"

Qiao Youfu was embarrassed and stammered, "Doctor, it's been more than 20 years."

"It usually hurts and itches, right?"

"Yes, when it itches, I want to peel off my skin. I can't stop scratching until it bleeds. When it hurts, I want to bang my head against the wall." Seeing that the doctor did not despise him, Qiao Youfu spoke much more confidently.

"Hey, this is not good, but it's not a big problem. Why didn't you come and see it earlier? Look, most of the top of your head is permanently hairless."

As he spoke, the doctor took a look at what Qiao Youfu was wearing and swallowed back many of the words he had been about to say.