"Why give it to your grandson? Can't you just keep it for yourself?"
The woman threw the waste paper in her hand onto the table and glanced at Feng Yun.
"Sister, I see you're younger than me, so I'm telling you, don't put all your thoughts and thoughts into your children. If you raise a filial child, that's fine, but if you raise an unfilial child, you'll regret it later."
After saying these few words, her mouth was dry. She quickly sat down, drank a sip of water, and continued, "You said we are so old, and have worked hard for our children all our lives, but what can we get in our old age? If you ask me, we should be more open-minded and do whatever we want. Can't we be nicer to ourselves?"
Hu Chunhua nodded repeatedly after hearing this.
She also felt that her mother was too tired, as she had never stopped for so many years.
Feng Yun was suddenly enlightened during the provincial examination.
Yes, it is true that she wants to be good to filial children and stay away from unfilial children in this life, but she still has too many concerns.
Wasn’t the misery of her previous life enough of a lesson for her?
She has to learn to let go.
"Sister, you are absolutely right." Feng Yun felt as if something blocking his heart had been removed, and his heart felt open.
"I still need to talk to you more so that I can broaden my mind."
I've heard people say before that when your thoughts hit a dead end, you can't find someone who shares your thoughts to complain to, otherwise, you'll only get deeper and deeper into trouble.
At that time, the best thing to do is to find someone who has the opposite idea from you, or someone who is calm and composed. They will give you different viewpoints and suggestions from opposite directions. By neutralizing them, you can get out of the dead end.
It’s not that she doesn’t understand this principle, but at certain times, people probably always want to find a sense of identity, so they are always committed to finding people with the same frequency.
She didn't think it through.
When the old lady saw that Feng Yun had listened, she raised her chin proudly, took a candy, peeled off the candy wrapper and ate it herself.
"Well, this candy is sweet. Who says candy should be left to children? In my opinion, we old people have suffered so much. Now, we should eat all the food we didn't eat before, make it up to ourselves, and pamper ourselves."
"That's right!" Feng Yun chatted with the old lady while looking for books, and soon he found all the useful books.
"How much does this cost?"
The old lady ate the candy happily and waved her hand, saying, "Give me two cents. It didn't cost much to get these."
"Oh my, thank you so much, big sister. By the way, big sister, you are a local, right? Seeing that you are so talkative, you must have a wide network of contacts. I want to ask if there is any house for rent nearby. I just want to rent a place for my daughter to read quietly."
"That's not difficult at all." The old lady raised her eyebrows. "My house just happens to have an extra room. You can just let your daughter live with me. I've always lived alone, so it wouldn't be bad to have a child to keep me company."
Feng Yun did not agree directly.
After all, I just met this old lady, and even though I think she is cheerful, I am still worried.
"Then I have to go back and bring my daughter to see it. Big sister, please leave me your home address. Do you think I can come over to see it tonight?"
The old lady picked up the pen on the table and quickly wrote down the address and handed it to Feng Yun, "Here, this is the place. It's only about ten minutes' walk from here."
This area is the junction of the suburbs and the urban area. Feng Yun looked at the sky and decided to take Hu Chunhua away.
Just at this moment, the old lady suddenly began to convulse all over and fainted.
"Big sister!" Feng Yun hurriedly hugged her before she fell to the ground, "How are you?"
But the old lady was no longer conscious, her lips were turning purple, and she was obviously suffocating.
Feng Yun hurriedly took her pulse, and saw that her face immediately turned pale.
"She has a pulmonary embolism, Chunhua, quickly lift her legs up. I'm going to give her acupuncture now."
Feng Yun is now glad that she has the habit of carrying silver needles with her when she goes out.
After inserting the silver needles into the relevant acupuncture points on the old woman's head, chest, hands and legs, she kept pinching her philtrum with her hands.
Finally, half a minute later, the old lady woke up.
She first exhaled deeply, and when the blockage in her chest was gone, she began to breathe steadily.
"I'm not dead?"
The old lady's surname was Huang. The moment she fainted, she thought she was finished.
The doctor said that if she suddenly fainted, it would be very serious and there was a 90% chance that she would lose her life. I didn't expect that she could wake up.
"You scared me to death."
Feng Yun collected the needles one by one and let out a heavy breath. "You're so seriously ill, why are you still going to work? Aren't you afraid of something happening?"
Old Mrs. Huang slowly sat up and asked, "You saved me? Are you a doctor?"
Feng Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Luckily I brought silver needles, otherwise even a god wouldn't be able to save you. Oh, and where are your family? Call them right away. You need urgent treatment."
Old Mrs. Huang sighed, "My children are all very busy. If they knew I was here, I wouldn't be able to do my job."
Feng Yun didn't like to hear such words.
"Life is still important. If you kick your legs, you'll lose everything. You're not that old, isn't it better to be alive?"
Old Mrs. Huang's eyes fell on Feng Yun.
"Are you studying Chinese medicine?"
Feng Yun nodded, "My ancestors studied Chinese medicine, so I learned a little bit."
Old Lady Huang's eyes lit up surprisingly. "Then can you cure me?"
Who doesn't want to live? But in her condition, the doctor in the hospital said that she wouldn't live long and could die at any time. So she found a place to hide and wanted to live her life leisurely.
Feng Yun thought for a moment and said, "It's difficult to cure, but I can alleviate your symptoms."
Old Mrs. Huang immediately grabbed Feng Yun's hand with joy and said, "Then you can come and cure me. I tell you, my son and daughter are both leaders in the city, and our family is not short of money. If you can cure me, our family will definitely repay you well."
Is Mrs. Huang afraid of death?
Of course I'm afraid of death.
It's just that he was told that he won't live long, so he wanted to be willful for once.
If there is hope of living, and he has many children who are all filial to him, how could she not want to live?
Something suddenly flashed through Feng Yun's mind.
Yes, she remembered that it was around this time in her previous life. When she came to the city to see Hu Guangjin, she heard Hu Guangjin say that the mother of a senior leader in the city was found in a waste recycling station after being lost for a few days, but she was already dead when she was found.
Could the old lady in front of me be the mother of the big leader in the news?
This is really... If she can get in touch with this connection, Feng Yun will be considered to have a backer!
"But I am only a barefoot doctor. Will your son let me treat you?"
"Hey, I trust you. What I say is final."
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