Finally they arrived at the village, but there was no house number, so Yan Shuhua could only ask the people at the entrance of the village.

How could those people know who the Aunt Zhang she was talking about was? But when she said that there was a seven or eight-year-old girl with leukemia at home, the person knew who she was talking about, so she told them the specific location. However, the person felt very strange. Why would someone drive a car to find them? The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Because the roads in the village were not repaired, there were potholes everywhere. It was particularly bumpy. Yan Shuhua felt like he was about to vomit.

Finally arrived. I always thought that no matter how bad the conditions at home were, there would be a place to shelter from the wind and rain. But I saw a dilapidated house without even a door. Some of the wood on the roof had all been blown away by the wind. The whole house was in even worse condition than the outside.

Seeing this dilapidated house, Yan Shuhua felt as if she saw the environment she lived in before. If the people in the village had not helped her a little, perhaps she and Shen Hongmei would not have been able to survive that period. So she was very grateful for the help from others, and she also knew how important a sweet potato or a corn from others was.

The word "gratitude" is really important.

Five or six children were not wearing any warm clothes in such a cold winter. They were very thin, without shoes, and were dirty. They stood there looking at Yan Shuhua with innocent and curious faces.

Probably because he smelled dry food in Yan Shuhua's bag, he looked at her with his eyes wide open and kept swallowing his saliva.

Yan Shuhua took out the dry food from his bag, but the children all rushed over as if they were afraid they wouldn't get any, and started scrambling for it.

After they grabbed the food, they hid aside and ate it.

There was a younger one among them, and he got less, so after he finished eating, he stood in front of Yan Shuhua again, stretched out his little hand, and said in a very low voice: "Big sister, is there anything else?"

Seeing this pitiful child, Yan Shuhua quickly took out a few more biscuits from his pocket. Before the girl could take them, they were suddenly snatched away by the boy behind her. But the girl didn't dare to cry or make a fuss. She just stood there stupidly and watched her things being snatched away.

Yan Shuhua walked slowly into the house and just happened to see Aunt Zhang feeding porridge to the child in her arms. When she saw Yan Shuhua, she was so scared that she knocked over the bowl of porridge, which had almost no rice grains in it. She wanted to run, but was stopped by Xiao Jinchu.

When the children saw their mothers being captured like this, they all gathered around and cried, "Mom, Mom..."

Perhaps the child's crying touched Xiao Jinchu's nerves, and he immediately let go of Aunt Zhang.

Aunt Zhang rushed over and hugged all the children in her arms, then looked at Yan Shuhua and Xiao Jinchu with guilt. She knew that this day would come sooner or later, and she lived in panic every day.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you. It's really my fault. You're so kind and treat me so well, but I can't bear to let you down. But look at all the children in my family. If I really use this money to cure her, the children in my family will have no money to eat. So I really have no choice but to..."

Aunt Zhang kept crying and couldn't speak clearly for a long time.

Yan Shuhua didn't feel any sympathy for her at this moment, he just thought she was a real liar.

"Didn't you say at that time that you would save her even if you lost everything?"

Aunt Zhang wiped away her tears with her hands, which had become rough from doing hard labor. Then her lips trembled violently and her voice became lower and lower.

"I definitely said that at the time, because I had nothing to begin with. But I never thought I would meet such a kind person like you. So after I got the money, I didn't want to treat her anymore, because I thought even if I could cure her, what would I do with all the children in my family? It would be better to keep the money for the children."

At this time, the sick little girl walked to Yan Shuhua and reached out to pull the corner of Yan Shuhua's clothes.

Yan Shuhua lowered his head and saw her looking at him with a pair of innocent eyes.

"It's not that my mother doesn't want to treat my illness, it's because my brothers and sisters at home have no money to eat, so I asked my mother not to treat me. If I am treated, my brothers and sisters will have no money to eat, then I would rather not treat myself. Big brothers and sisters, please let my mother go..."

"Alan!" Aunt Zhang hugged Alan tightly in her arms, because she was so sensible, so sensible that people felt distressed. She hoped so much that her daughter would be safe. Now that she had money, there was indeed a way to treat her, but the doctors said that this disease might not be cured even with treatment. Instead of spending the money on this futile struggle, it would be better to take it back and support her younger brothers and sisters.

Yan Shuhua asked her distressedly: "Where is your father?"

"Dad..." Alan acted extremely scared when he heard the word "Dad". He didn't act like a normal person at all.

Just at this moment, a drunk man walked in. It was raining outside and he didn't have an umbrella, so he was soaked all over. He was holding a beer bottle in his hand and walking unsteadily.

"Dad..." A group of children, who were probably waiting for their dad to come back home with food, surrounded him at once. However, the man pushed them away and told them not to come any closer.

Aunt Zhang wiped her tears and tried her best to calm down: "Mr. Zhang, why did you drink so much again?"

"I'm in a bad mood, so I want to drink. Do I need to tell you that I'm drinking?" Lao Zhang yelled at her, "Where's the money on me? Take it all out. I'm unlucky today. I'll try to play a few more rounds."

"Mr. Zhang, you really should stop playing. Look at what our family has become. Five or six children don't have money to eat. If you keep playing like this, you'll leave us all starving." Aunt Zhang kept trying to persuade him earnestly, but how could Mr. Zhang listen to her?

"You're talking like I lose every time I play. Don't I win money sometimes? I buy food for the kids when I win. If I don't play, where would I get the money? Hurry up and take out the money, and stop whining to me."

Although Old Zhang looks thin, he is very strong and particularly ferocious. He rushed forward and tried to strangle Aunt Zhang's neck.