Chapter 9, Photos
Ling Yao reached out and took out the things from the thief's pocket, "Your things are here, come and claim them."
When everyone saw their things, their eyes lit up and they stood up and walked towards this side.
"This is my wallet, there are a total of 20 yuan and 36 cents in it."
"The handkerchief is mine, and it contains my money. Thank you so much, girl. If it weren't for you, I would have no money."
"Damn thief, we must bring him to justice."
"Driver, please drive the car to the police station, we want to send this thief to the police station."
Everyone hated the thief, and some even hit the thief.
The thief could not move now and could only let everyone attack him. He glared at Ling Yao angrily, "Ugly bastard, I will not let you go." He was not afraid of going to the police station. He would only be detained for a few days at most. It was just a common occurrence for him.
The driver hesitated for a moment, turned the steering wheel right, and drove the car to the nearby police station. He also hated thieves. They did whatever they wanted in his car, but he had no choice. If he told the passengers that there were thieves in his car, these thieves would definitely retaliate against him.
His colleague was stabbed several times by the thief the next day because he reminded the passengers. He is still in the hospital now.
The bus drove to the police station quickly. After the police learned about the situation, they took the thief away and praised Ling Yao for his courageous behavior.
Ling Yao didn't care about it, she just did what she should do. She hated thieves deeply. They thought they only stole some money, but they didn't know that sometimes they stole other people's life-saving money.
In her previous life, when she was a doctor in the hospital, she heard from her colleagues that a patient lost his precious life because the surgery fee was stolen and he could not pay the surgery fee. At that moment, she deeply realized the thieves' hate and cruelty.
When she returned home, it was already dark.
Ling Yao saw a figure standing at the entrance of the village from a distance. She recognized her mother at a glance and immediately quickened her pace and ran towards Ling Xuemei, "Mom, why are you here?"
"I was a little worried about you because you didn't come back so late. Is everything okay?" Ling Xuemei looked Ling Yao up and down. Ling
Yao shook her head and stepped forward to hold Ling Xuemei's arm, "Mom, I'm fine. I just rarely go to the city and forgot the time while walking around. I bought you new clothes and new shoes. Let's go home and try them on."
"Why did you spend that money? Mom has clothes. Don't buy me clothes anymore. Mom has enough clothes to wear." Ling Xuemei's eyes were slightly red, and her heart was moved.
"No, I will buy you more clothes when I make money. My mother is so beautiful, so she should wear the most beautiful clothes."
"You kid, you just know how to make fun of your mother."
The two walked towards home, talking and laughing.
When they got home, Ling Yao took down the backpack and took out the things she bought one by one to show Ling Xuemei, "Mom, go try them on."
"Okay." Ling Xuemei smiled and glared at Ling Yao, then went to the room with the clothes.
After a while, she changed into new clothes and came out.
"Yaoyao, do you think Mom looks good in them?" Ling Xuemei pulled at her clothes uncomfortably. She hadn't worn such beautiful clothes for a long time and was not used to it.
Ling Yao turned around and was immediately amazed. Her mother already had beautiful facial features, and now she looked much younger in this new dress.
At this moment, Ling Yao seemed to see her mother's appearance when she was young. In fact, the years did not leave too many traces on her body, but added a bit of charm and elegance.
"It looks good, really good, and it suits you very well. Wear it like this in the future." Ling Yao gave Ling Xuemei a thumbs up.
Ling Xuemei was a little embarrassed by the compliment, "You are a child who only knows how to coax me. How can you be beautiful when you are old? I'll go change it, don't get your clothes dirty." She couldn't remember how long it had been since she bought new clothes. It seemed that she bought them when Yaoyao's father was still around.
Thinking of the man she had been thinking about, Ling Xuemei's eyes were slightly misty. He had left her and her mother for nearly twenty years, and she had been looking forward to his return every day. However, after waiting for so many years, not to mention the person, there was not even a letter from him. She knew that perhaps she would never be able to wait for him to come back in this lifetime.
"Mom, why are you crying?"
"I'm fine." Ling Xuemei reached out to wipe away her tears, "You should go and have dinner, I'll go change clothes."
Ling Xuemei returned to the room and closed the door. She could no longer control her tears and flowed down. She covered her mouth tightly to prevent her crying from overflowing. She didn't want to worry Yaoyao.
After a long time, Ling Xuemei wiped away her tears, walked to the closet, and took out an iron box from the inner compartment. She opened the iron box, and inside was a photo and a jade pendant. This jade pendant was a token of love left by Yaoyao's father. She had kept it and never worn it. She would take it out to look at it when she missed Yaoyao's father.
Picking up the photo, Ling Xuemei gently traced the person in the photo with her fingers. His facial features were three-dimensional and deep, as if they were carefully carved with a carving knife. Especially those amorous peach blossom eyes, like a pool of spring water, sparkling and full of affection, as if telling thousands of words.
"Are you okay? Our Yaoyao has grown up, why haven't you come back yet? Have you married someone else and have your own family?" A tear fell on the photo, blurring the face in the photo.
Ling Xuemei wiped it away quickly, her movements were so cautious.
"Mom, have you changed?" Ling Yao's voice came from outside.
"I'm done, I'll be out right away." Ling Xuemei put the photo back into the box, her eyes fell on the jade pendant, and after thinking for a while, she took it out. Yaoyao has grown up, and this jade pendant should be given to Yaoyao. Maybe one day Yaoyao can see her father again. Putting
the iron box away, Ling Xuemei changed her clothes and came out of the room.
"Mom, let me tell you something." Ling Yao saw Ling Xuemei coming out and pulled her to the table to sit down.
"Yeah." Ling Xuemei smiled and nodded.
"I went to the city to sell that wild ginseng today. Guess how much I got for it?"
"Two thousand."
"No."
"Three thousand."
Ling Yao smiled and shook her head, holding up a finger, "Ten thousand yuan."
"What?" Ling Xuemei was shocked. Although the ginseng was indeed very old, selling it for ten thousand yuan was too much.
"Who did you sell it to?"
"Hua Yi Tang. The other party also gave me his phone number and said that if I have good medicinal materials in the future, I can bring them to him to sell."