Chapter 437: Brother, why do you smell like hot pot?

Song Wenlin smiled faintly.

"Why thank you? It's just a small favor. Besides, even if we don't eat the dishes, they won't be usable after the New Year!"

Zheng Xiaolian knew that he said this just to make her feel better.

Just as he was about to leave with Xiaoxiao in his arms, the child suddenly grabbed Song Wenlin's sleeve.

With red eyes, she looked up at him: "Uncle, my father...why is it not you?"

Zheng Xiaolian and Song Wenlin were both stunned when they heard Xiaoxiao's childish talk.

The two looked at each other, and Zheng Xiaolian quickly turned her head away with a red face.

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid!"

Song Wenlin bent down, smiled and touched Xiaoxiao's head.

"Why do you say that?"

Xiaoxiao blinked, looking sad.

"Other people's fathers are very nice, but my father doesn't like me at all. I think Uncle Wenlin is nice and more like a father..."

After hearing this, Song Wenlin felt very unhappy.

He looked up at Zheng Xiaolian and saw that her eyes were also red and tears were welling up in them.

"He treats you badly, why don't you get a divorce?"

Zheng Xiaolian wiped her tears and took a deep breath.

"I don't have money to pay for Xiaoxiao's medical treatment..."

"Treatment?"

Song Wenlin didn't know that Xiaoxiao was sick. He looked at Xiaoxiao, who was jumping around in front of him, and frowned.

"What's wrong?"

Xiaoxiao glanced at her mother quietly and saw that she pursed her lips and said nothing.

He simply spoke up himself: "Uncle, the doctor said that Xiaoxiao has a tumor in her brain. She must have her head opened to take it out, so it will cost a lot of money!"

Song Wenlin fell silent for a moment.

He finally understood what was going on. No wonder she looked like that.

That's why.

The little baby in front of me is too precocious. It must be because he has experienced too much and now he has to endure the torture of illness.

What she said was quite clever, open your head!

This operation is not something that can be done lightly; it involves great risks!

Especially since Xiaoxiao is such a young child.

It remains to be seen whether she can endure the operation.

He asked Zheng Xiaolian: "How much does the surgery cost?"

Zheng Xiaolian turned her head away and didn't look at him.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. Xiaoxiao is not your child. You don't need to care about it!"

Song Wenlin became anxious.

"Yes, Xiaoxiao is not my child! But even if she is a stranger and she is sick, I can still lend a helping hand, right? You don't want Xiaoxiao to leave you, do you? She is still so young and hasn't had a good look at the world yet. Do you think it is fair to her? You, just tell me how much money you need! Just think of it as a loan from me, and you can pay it back slowly in the future! If you can't pay it back, you can pay it back in your lifetime!"

Hearing his words, Zheng Xiaolian raised her head suddenly and stared at him without blinking.

What did he mean? Was it what she thought?

But then, she quickly dismissed the idea.

She smiled self-deprecatingly. Given her current situation, how could she have the nerve to stay with him?

I guess what he meant was that I should work hard throughout my life to earn money to repay his kindness.

Someone was willing to lend money to Xiaoxiao for medical treatment, so Zheng Xiaolian was naturally very tempted.

Forget it. That damn bit of self-esteem is nothing compared to my daughter's life.

She pursed her lips.

"The doctor said that the entire surgery fee plus the subsequent medical expenses would cost about 20,000 yuan!"

Hearing that it was 20,000, Song Wenlin breathed a sigh of relief.

Twenty thousand now is not much for him.

Although he followed his sister Song Shiwei's example and bought a yard when he had money, in addition to the four yards, he still had more than 30,000 yuan left, which was more than enough to pay for Xiaoxiao's medical expenses.

"Okay, I'll go to the bank to withdraw money tomorrow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Xiaolian's eyes widened.

"You, do you really have that much?"

She was afraid that he would borrow money just to save face!

But Song Wenlin smiled.

"When you've been away for three days, you should look at him with new eyes. How many years have we been apart? Don't worry, I still have the money to pay for Xiaoxiao's medical treatment!"

Zheng Xiaolian was really excited.

I should say I felt both excited and guilty.

I didn't expect that in the end, I would borrow money from him again.

She really didn't know how to thank him.

"Thank you, thank you Wenlin! Thank you so much!"

Song Wenlin squatted down and rubbed Xiaoxiao's head with a smile.

"What are you thanking me for? I lent you the money just for Xiaoxiao's sake!"

Xiaoxiao grinned instantly.

It was so late, and the mother and daughter had been driven out, so they had nowhere to go.

Originally, Song Wenlin wanted to let them stay in a guesthouse. After all, he had just bought those small courtyards, but they were empty and he had no bedding or anything like that.

It's uninhabitable.

But Zheng Xiaolian didn't want to cause him any more trouble, so she said she would take Xiaoxiao to her brother's house to stay for one night.

Although she knew that her two younger siblings would definitely be unhappy, she had no other choice. She really didn't want to trouble Song Wenlin anymore.

After all, she hasn't divorced yet, and if she gets involved with him too much, it will affect his reputation if someone sees it.

Song Wenlin had no choice but to lend her the bike, but she refused, saying that if her family saw the bike, she wouldn't be able to explain it.

Song Wenlin could only watch her carrying Xiaoxiao on her back, taking one deep step and one shallow step, disappearing around the corner in the wind and snow.

He sighed deeply, then got on his bike and headed home.

By the time he got home, it was naturally very late.

Zhao Huili was almost going crazy with anxiety.

I was just saying I was going to look for him.

Then I saw him riding back.

In the past two years, they had already bought a yard and moved out of the old Song family house.

Zhao Huili sold those rooms.

They built a high wall in the middle to separate them from Song Zhiguo and Old Lady Song's family.

But this made Old Lady Song very angry.

Scold Song Zhiyong for being an ungrateful person and scolded Zhao Huili for being a worthless person.

Fortunately, they have all moved away, so she can scold them as much as she wants, Zhao Huili will just turn a blind eye to it!

Now seeing that her son had just returned at this hour, she hurried to meet him.

"Hey, Wenlin, you kid, you left earlier than us, why are you back at this time?"

Song Shimiao said worriedly, "Brother, you don't know, Mom is so worried that she asked me to go out and look for you!"

She is now in college and was admitted to Beijing Normal College. She will graduate next year, so she has to prepare well this year.

It was New Year's Eve and she wanted to read some more, but her brother didn't come back and her mother was pacing around anxiously, so she couldn't continue reading.

Song Wenlin explained somewhat embarrassedly, "Well, I ran into an acquaintance on the road and talked to him for a while! So I was delayed for a while!"

But at this moment, Song Shimiao suddenly came over and sniffed him, shaking his head in disbelief, "No! Brother, why do you smell like hot pot?"