Chapter 519 Heart and Eyes
After leaving the hospital, Mei Dafeng did not go directly to the factory to work, but instead went to Niu Meili.
"Sister Niu, I have to ask you for a favor."
Niu Meili knew the situation of Mei Dafeng's family and would definitely help if she could. "Dafeng, just tell me."
Mei Dafeng whispered to her, "Please keep Chu Dashan's information hidden and don't let other single women see it. I want to try to get in touch with him for a month."
Niu Meili patted her chest and assured, "No problem. Unless you say one day that he's not suitable for you, I will never let anyone else see his information."
Mei Dafeng shook her hand tightly, with gratitude on her face, "Thank you so much."
"What's there to thank me for? We've been neighbors for so many years, and we've helped each other a lot. You should hurry to work, it's almost time. If you have anything else, we can talk about it when we get home tonight."
"I've taken on a job as a caregiver tonight, so I'd like you to go to my house before bed and tell those three guys to lock the door."
"You're too tired. Your body can't take it."
"As long as I can make more money, I'm not afraid of hardship or fatigue. I'm leaving first."
"Go! Don't be late."
Niu Meili watched Mei Dafeng leave and couldn't help wiping away tears, feeling so sorry for her!
A woman raised three children, had no food to eat, and had to sell her blood several times to barely avoid starvation.
In the past few years, some men wanted to sleep with Dafeng for one or two dollars, but Dafeng rejected them sternly.
Dafeng said that she didn't want to sell herself, she just wanted to find a reliable man.
But when the single men saw the three boys, they were all discouraged.
Niu Meili locked Chu Dashan's information in a drawer and started working.
At around 5:30 in the afternoon, Mu Qinlao was about to go to the hospital cafeteria to get food when he was stopped by Chu Dashan.
"Hardworking! I only need to make food for you."
Mu Qinlao was surprised. "What's going on? Can't you eat?"
"No. I'm waiting for someone. I hired a nurse and also sent food."
"Why do you need a caregiver when I'm taking care of you? Do you have too much money to spend? When did this happen?"
"This afternoon, while you were away."
“Is it reliable?”
"She looks quite reliable. She's a widow in her forties."
Just as Mu Qinlao was about to speak, a little boy about ten years old pushed the door open with a lunch box in his hand and asked, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Chu Dashan's ward?"
Chu Dashan responded cheerfully, "Yes, I am Chu Dashan. Who are you?"
"I'm Ma Qianjin, Mei Dafeng's second son. My mother asked me to bring you food."
Ma Qianjin swiftly placed the lunch box on the bedside table and continued, "Uncle Chu, let me feed you. My mother is at home washing clothes and it will take about half an hour for her to come over to take care of you."
This child has clear eyes and is obviously a good kid.
"Qin Qian, no need to feed me, I'll eat by myself later. You sit down first." Chu Dashan pointed to the bedside table, "Qin Lao, get some fruit for this child."
Before Mu Qinlao could even walk over, Ma Qianjin waved his hands repeatedly, "My mother specifically warned me that if I dare to eat your fruit, I'll be punished by not being allowed to eat meat. Since you don't need me to feed you, I'll go home first."
After saying that, he ran away.
Chu Dashan shook his head helplessly. "The fruit was never given away twice. The child's family is poor, and his mother was afraid that he would get greedy for the fruit, so she specifically warned him against it."
Mu Qinlao took a banana from the cupboard, broke off one, and ate it while saying, "Qinjin, this child is obviously poor but ambitious. It seems that the caregiver you hired is a good parent. If you get along with her and think she is a good match, why not marry her?"
Chu Dashan couldn't help but cover his face. "You haven't seen what she looks like. She's as thin as black hay, like a bean sprout. Unless she cooks delicious food, I will never consider her."
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