To be honest, she put quite a few things in here.
It wasn't that she was a saint, but rather that she genuinely felt sorry for this sensible boy.
Zhang Chushi joined the army before he was even born.
He has never enjoyed a single day of fatherly love since he was a child, but now he is so burdened by his father that he can't even live a normal life.
These things don't seem to be worth much money to me.
It might be a lifesaver for his family.
He whispered to them, "Don't let anyone see these things. Keep them safe and don't let anyone steal them."
"Thank you, Teacher Lin."
When Zhang Wenfeng saw the basket full of things, a troubled look appeared on his face. "This, this is too much stuff. I, I don't have that much money."
"fine."
Lin Jingyu smiled and said, "Give me whatever you have."
"But……"
Zhang Wenfeng's face turned red as he whispered, "I... I only have ten yuan."
"Ten yuan it is."
Lin Jingyu took the crumpled ten-yuan note from his hand. "I've sold you the item. We're even now. You can go back now."
Without giving him a chance to speak, she turned and went inside.
"Forest……"
Zhang Wenfeng watched her retreating figure, his nose tingling with emotion, and whispered, "Teacher, thank you."
Having grown up without a father's care, he is more sensible than anyone else.
He knew that Lin Jingyu wanted to help him, so he wouldn't be pretentious and refuse her kindness.
However, he kept this kindness firmly in his heart.
Even if you are unable to repay her in the future, you should still remember her kindness.
The next day.
Zhang Wenfeng and his family were taken away.
Except for a few people who know where they are sent.
Most people are unaware of what they are facing.
The entire Shuibu Village seemed to have returned to peace.
The days passed one by one.
Almost two months have passed.
My maternal grandfather and fourth uncle's condition is getting worse and worse.
Lin Jingyu became increasingly worried and afraid.
She had seen her grandmother and mother secretly wiping away tears several times.
I don't know how much longer my grandfather can hold on, especially if we can't concoct an antidote...
"Jingyu~"
Seeing her so anxious, like an ant on a hot pan, Yang Shujue couldn't help but ask, "Are you willing to believe me?"
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