Xia Chujian knew that her aunt was difficult to fool, but she did not expect that her aunt would be so sharp-minded after just recovering from a serious illness.
This serious genetic disease seems to have recovered quite well, at least the brain is not affected at all.
Xia Chujian secretly complained in her heart, but she didn't dare to think of fooling around in front of Xia Yuanfang again.
She quietly raised her eyes, glanced at Xia Yuanfang, and whispered, "Aunt, I can tell you, but can you promise not to be angry?"
Xia Yuanfang's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
Xia Chujian stood up from Xia Yuanfang's arms, knelt down in front of her obediently, and said with her head down, "Aunt, I didn't drop out of school. After you fell ill, the medical expenses were urgent. Without 10,000 yuan, you couldn't be admitted to the hospital. So I asked Dr. Shen Junyi to help issue a certificate and sold our house for 30,000 yuan."
Xia Yuanfang said "Oh" and his heart suddenly felt less anxious.
She lifted Xia Chujian's chin, looked at her with a smile, and said, "Aunt's little Chujian is indeed decisive. At that time, selling the house was indeed the best choice."
Fortunately, this child knew to sell the house instead of herself...
To be honest, Xia Yuanfang was really worried that Xia Chujian would get carried away and follow the practices of those romantic novels on Star Online and sell her virginity to raise money for medical expenses!
If she really did that, Xia Yuanfang estimated that he would vomit three liters of blood, be hospitalized again, and thoroughly review his failure in education.
Fortunately, fortunately...
Xia Yuanfang held Xia Chujian's slightly trembling hand and encouraged her, "Xiao Chujian, you're right. The most important thing is the person himself. Houses and money are external things. You can't bring them with you when you are born, and you can't take them with you when you die."
Xia Chujian actually didn't agree with her aunt's opinion.
To her, a house may be a material possession, but money is definitely not.
That's her fate!
How can she live without money?
Sometimes Xia Chujian actually didn't understand why her aunt always treated money as dirt.
And she wasn't pretending; her aunt really didn't care much about money.
In Xia Chujian's opinion, only extremely rich people would have such a careless attitude towards money.
She and her aunt had been living in extreme poverty ever since she was two or three years old.
Despite this, my aunt did not regard money as important as Xia Chujian did.
In my aunt's eyes, there are many things that are more important than money.
But in Xia Chujian's eyes, except for her aunt, nothing is more important than money.
Xia Yuanfang saw the disapproval in Xia Chujian's eyes and continued to ask gently, "Okay, after the house is sold, the money will be given to the hospital for medical expenses. What about you? Where will you live? How will you make a living? Also, since the house was sold, why did you buy it back? And you renovated it, right?"
"How much did you pay for the house? How much did it cost to renovate it? I think a renovation like this would cost at least five thousand dollars, right?"
Xia Yuanfang guessed right.
Xia Chujian was deeply impressed by Xia Yuanfang's insight.
Her original thought was that if her aunt didn't ask and she didn't say anything, it wouldn't be considered a lie to her aunt.
Now that her aunt had asked, she absolutely dared not lie.
Xia Chujian thought about it, stood up from Xia Yuanfang's sofa, and took his gun case.
Remove the outer blue cloth cover with white flowers, open the gun box, and reveal a Xiazhi 085 assault rifle inside.
Then he went back to his room, dragged the big box under the bed and opened it, revealing a pile of gun parts inside!
Xia Yuanfang had never expected to see so many "contraband" in his own home!
Her heart sank, but she remained calm and asked gently, "...Where did this come from?"
At this moment, Xia Yuanfang's thoughts were in turmoil. What he was thinking in his mind was that this child was indeed not like an ordinary little girl who thought of selling her body when she had nothing.
But looking at this box of guns and ammunition, isn't she much more daring than an ordinary little girl?!
It's easy to tell with so many guns that they are not put on display.
What is a gun?
Guns are killing weapons, they are things that take lives!
Xia Chujian smiled with relief, without the previous timidity and worry.
In the past three years, Gun has been her best friend and family.
The gun can give people courage and protect her from harm and panic.
She looked at Xia Yuanfang and said calmly, "Aunt, I have a legal gun license."
"You suddenly fainted, and there was no money at home. Even if I sold the house, it would only cover your medical expenses for three years."
"I have to support myself, go to school, and also raise more money for your medical expenses."
"So, I joined the Night Hunters Association. I've been a hunter for three years."
Xia Chujian took out the parts of his Judge No. 7 sniper rifle from the wooden box, rubbed the barrel with his hand cherishingly, looked up at Xia Yuanfang, and smiled a bit nervously: "Auntie, I'm a sharpshooter!"
Xia Yuanfang's heart was in an ups and downs that he couldn't control.
At first, she thought Xia Chujian had gone astray, a particularly wrong path, a path that had cost lives...
At that moment just now, she was almost planning to take Xia Chujian to escape.
But then, she heard Xia Chujian say that she had joined the Dark Night Hunters Association and had been a hunter for three years.
Xia Yuanfang knew that the so-called Night Hunter Association was actually a non-governmental organization of bounty hunters.
In the world where she lived before, the profession of bounty hunter was a completely illegal profession and was severely punished by criminal law.
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