The skinny man knew in his heart that helping others shouldn't be rewarded, and this was the perfect opportunity to learn from Lei Feng's spirit. But, this medicine was something his family had painstakingly bought by selling a basket of eggs, just in case. After hesitating for a long time, he still shamelessly accepted the money, his face flushed, and whispered, "Thank you!"
When he saw that it was a one-yuan coin handed to him, he was startled and quickly grabbed the flight attendant's sleeve, stammering, "Five, fifty cents is enough."
The flight attendant looked at the honest, simple farmer in front of her and couldn't help but feel pity for him. How could he be so honest?
She smiled and gently patted his hand. "Uncle, please take this. Consider the rest a thank-you fee for that patient."
"ah!"
Even after the flight attendant had gone far away, the skinny man still felt like he was dreaming, unable to believe that he had earned so much money—five cents.
He glanced at the other carriage and felt a surge of gratitude for the sick person. What a kind person!
He glanced down at the money in his hand, trying hard to suppress the smile on his face, but inside he was overjoyed. It was a dollar!
How many eggs would their family have to save up to sell for one yuan?
I earned so much today, I can buy my son a dime's worth of candy when I get home, just to give him a treat. He'll be so happy!
Thinking of this, he grinned happily, revealing a set of uneven teeth.
A man next to him, noticing the occasional glances from those around them, quickly reached out and pulled him down to sit, muttering in a low voice, "Idiot, hurry up and hide the money."
"Are you so brazenly carrying around a one-yuan coin because you want people to know you're rich?"
The gaunt man suddenly realized what was happening. He quickly lowered his head, clutched the money tightly in his hand, took a deep breath, and rushed to the toilet as if protecting a rare treasure. He carefully put the money into the pocket sewn into his underwear before returning to his seat with peace of mind.
After taking the fever-reducing medicine, Xie Yan lay down weakly again and fell asleep again shortly afterward.
Perhaps the medication was working, because he slept exceptionally soundly, not wanting to hear any of the noise outside, and even when the flight attendant came to call him for dinner, he couldn't be woken up.
When Xie Yan woke up again after nightfall, he felt much better and no longer had the splitting headache he had before.
But I still felt weak and sore all over, as if all my strength had been drained away.
Xie Yan was aware of the current situation; besides the effects of his cold, the reason was that he hadn't eaten.
He slowly sat up and, using the bag as cover, carefully took out two tofu buns from his storage space.
The steaming hot buns emitted an enticing aroma, and he couldn't wait to take a bite. The familiar taste instantly spread in his mouth.
After eating three steamed buns, the feeling of weakness he had been experiencing improved considerably, and he felt much more energetic.
After relieving himself of his stomach problem, Xie Yan got up and went to the restroom.
After returning home, he took his medicine on time, lay down again, and fell into a deep sleep. He didn't wake up until the gentle sunlight of the next morning shone on his face.
After waking up, Xie Yan quickly ate a simple breakfast, packed his luggage briefly, and then couldn't wait to get off the car.
However, as soon as he stepped off the platform and took a few steps with his meager luggage, a wave of exhaustion washed over him. Although his cold symptoms had subsided, he felt weak all over, and every step he took seemed to exhaust all his strength.
It truly lived up to the saying, "Illness comes like a landslide, but recovery is like pulling silk from a cocoon." Xie Yan deeply experienced the torment of this state.
In addition, he hadn't been feeling well these past two days and hadn't been eating properly, so he walked with a slight limp, as if a gentle breeze could knock him over.
With no other option, Xie Yan had to put down her luggage and stand there to rest for a while before leaving.
Suddenly he was embraced tightly by a warm and familiar hug.
Xie Yan stared blankly down at the familiar face in his arms, and when he saw it, an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart, and his eyes involuntarily reddened slightly.
He reached out and hugged her tightly, "Wife, wife~"
Yu Yuehui had just caught a glimpse of Xie Yan from afar when she was overwhelmed with excitement and couldn't help but rush over and hug him.
But as soon as she hugged him, she immediately realized something was wrong.
Looking up at Xie Yan's noticeably pale face, she frowned with heartache and asked anxiously, "Xie Xiaoyan, what's wrong? Have you caught a cold?" As she spoke, she quickly raised her hand and gently touched Xie Yan's forehead to check his temperature.
Xie Yan gently took her hand, a weak but tender smile appearing on his lips. He affectionately pinched her cheek and whispered, "It's alright, you're all better now!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Yuehui felt not at ease, but rather even more distressed.
Frowning, she said, "I knew you couldn't take care of yourself. I asked you to come with me, but you wouldn't listen and insisted on going alone."
"Now look what happened, you've caught a cold."
Looking at his wife, who was both distressed and slightly reproachful, Xie Yan felt guilty and smiled reassuringly, "It won't happen again next time."
To be honest, Xie Yan felt like he was in a dream at this moment. He even wondered if he was still dreaming. Otherwise, how could he be so lucky as to see his beloved wife as soon as he got out of the car?
He asked curiously, "How did you know I was coming back today?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Yuehui's eyes, which had been filled with concern, turned angry again. She glared at Xie Yan and said, "Linghui said it."
"If Linghui hadn't sent the telegram, were you planning to just walk back like this, all sick and weak?"
Seeing his wife's furious expression, Xie Yan knew she was genuinely worried about him, so he quickly smiled and explained, "I was wrong, honey."
"I really didn't expect to catch a cold suddenly, this is an unexpected situation."
Seeing that his wife's expression was still not very good, Xie Yan quickly raised his hand and solemnly swore, "Next time, next time I will definitely tell you right away, okay?"
Yu Yuehui wasn't really angry with Xie Yan. Hearing his promise, her anger subsided considerably, but she still couldn't help but emphasize again, "Don't do that again."
Xie Yan nodded obediently, like a child who had done something wrong.
Without saying a word, Yu Yue grabbed Xie Yan's bag from beside his feet and carried it all on her back, even taking the things he was carrying.
Even so, she still managed to free one hand to hold Xie Yan tightly, and then led him towards home.
Xie Yan watched his wife's series of actions with a heart full of happiness, and followed her obediently with a smile.
But Xie Yan's smile vanished after they hadn't gone far.
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