After Liu Fangfang left, Song Ziyi asked quietly, "Sister, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with Sister Fangfang's illness?"
The brother and sister spend every day together, and Ziyi has long noticed that his sister's mood is a little off, and guessed that it is related to Liu Fangfang.
Song Yun nodded, "Fangfang's illness has worsened. We need to find some ginseng as soon as possible." She had been looking carefully for it every time she went up the mountain recently, but unfortunately there was no trace of ginseng.
She had also looked in the system mall, but there were no medicinal herbs like ginseng that could be exchanged. Her acupuncture and massage could only temporarily alleviate her condition. If she wanted to be completely cured, she still had to take medication, and the conditioning process would not take one or two days. Given her current physical condition, she would need to take medication for at least a year. No matter how frugal she was with ginseng, it would probably not be enough, not to mention that she didn't even have a single ginseng at the moment.
Song Yun was also worried about Liu Fangfang when she thought about this. Her current physical condition was such that once she got sick, it would be out of control, just like a rotten cloth with a hole, one hole leading to ten holes, which would be very difficult to repair.
"Sister, it's a letter from Beijing." Song Ziyi's voice distracted Song Yun from her thoughts, and she took the letter and read it.
She originally thought that Qi Mo Nan had received the beef sauce she had sent her and sent her the letter, but she suddenly realized that the letter was not from Qi Mo Nan, but from Yang Lifen. However, the handwriting did not look like Yang Lifen's.
I opened the envelope, pulled out two sheets of paper, and only after reading the beginning did I realize it was from Yang Lifen's mother, Zhang Hongmei. She first thanked Song Yun for sending the things, and then thanked her for the prescription, saying that after taking the prescription, her condition was under control and she felt much better than before.
After she finished talking about the prescription, she talked about Yang Lifen. She said that Yang Lifen had encountered some bad things, was depressed, and had a serious illness. When she wrote the letter, she was still sick. She was afraid that Lifen would be depressed, so she took a leave of absence and stayed at home to take care of her day and night. At the end of the letter, she left a phone number, hoping that she could call Lifen and comfort her.
Song Yun couldn't imagine why the cheerful Lifen would suffer such a blow and become seriously ill, and even behave so recklessly.
"I'm going to make a phone call. You stay here and ask someone to wait for a while if they come." Song Yun instructed Song Ziyi.
There was a telephone in the brigade headquarters, but it was not used by anyone. There were very few connected phones because it cost money not only to make calls, but also to receive calls, which were charged by the minute, one yuan per minute. Few people in the village could afford to make calls, so when they really had to make a call, they would try to finish the conversation within one or two minutes and talk while watching the watch.
The telephone is locked in a wooden box. Only Captain Liu and the village party secretary have the key. There is no need to open the wooden box to answer the phone. The receiver is outside the wooden box, and the box only needs to be opened to make a call.
Song Yun went to Captain Liu and asked for a phone call. Captain Liu found his keys and said with a look of emotion, "It's been a long time since anyone called. Who are you going to call?"
Song Yun raised the envelope in her hand and said, "She's a classmate of mine. If she has something urgent, please contact me."
Captain Liu nodded, opened the wooden box, and after she answered the call, he looked at the time and turned to leave.
Zhang Hongmei left Song Yun the phone number of the street office where she worked. The telephone was installed next to Zhang Hongmei's office, and the two of them were connected in no time.
"Aunt Zhang, I received your letter today. How is Fenfen now?"
When Zhang Hongmei heard Song Yun's voice, her eyes turned red and her voice choked with sobs, "Xiao Yun! Fenfen has been locking herself in her room all day and not going out. She barely eats a single bite of food a day and looks so thin. If she continues like this, I'm afraid of her, afraid that she—"
Zhang Hongmei choked with sobs, and she felt extremely heartbroken when she thought of her daughter's current state.
"What happened? Why did Fenfen become like this?" Song Yun asked.
Zhang Hongmei calmed herself down and seeing that there was no one around, she lowered her voice and briefly explained the situation.
A while ago, Yang Lifen was tricked by a man. His family lived in a crowded compound, more than a dozen people renting two rooms. They relied on his father and eldest brother for support, and their lives were difficult. The man met Yang Lifen by chance and learned that she came from a wealthy family, with both parents serving in the Party and her brother serving as an officer. She was also quite pretty, so he took a fancy to her. He staged a scheme to get hit by Yang Lifen's bicycle and asked her to take him home. Then, his parents and a group of people went to his house and saw Yang Lifen in his room, holding hands.
Later, she could guess Song Yun without Zhang Hongmei telling her.
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