"It's popular to burn burial clothes for the dead these days. I've partnered with a large funeral home... Oh, Grandma, have you forgotten that the doctor told you not to worry about too many trivial matters? If you don't recover quickly, you won't be able to be discharged from the hospital anytime soon."
Song Mian's words worked. Chen Guiying stopped asking Song Mian questions: "It's good that the work is going well. Nannan, your Aunt Chen will be back from getting food soon. Let's eat together then."
Song Mian agreed, and tentatively asked, "Grandma, when my parents ran the funeral clothing shop, how much income did they usually make in a month?"
"Of course business wasn't very good, otherwise the two of them wouldn't have died on the road driving a truck just to make a living... Sigh, let's not talk about these sad things. Nannan, didn't you always know that our family wasn't well-off? Why are you suddenly asking these questions?"
"It's nothing, just asking casually." Song Mian held back, swallowing all the things that had happened to her.
Grandma is old and has many taboos. If she knew that she had encountered a ghost in the funeral clothing store, she would definitely be very worried.
At first, Song Mian thought that perhaps her grandmother might know something about the system, but after a few tentative questions, she realized that her grandmother knew nothing about this.
However, she could tell that her grandmother was probably hiding something else from her.
After having dinner with her grandmother, Song Mian watched as her grandmother drifted off to sleep again. She tiptoed to the door.
“Aunt Shen, you’ve been working so hard taking care of my grandma lately. Thanks to your help, I’ve been able to earn money. This is my bonus for you this month.” Song Mian took out a thousand yuan and forced it into Aunt Shen’s hand. “Auntie, my grandma still needs your care in the future. Please accept this money. Don’t hide anything from me. I can give you a raise in the future.”
"Xiao Song, did you figure something out?" Aunt Shen asked Song Mian tentatively after hearing this.
"Aunt Chen, is it my family coming to see my grandma again?" Song Mian could easily guess that only the Song family could come and make things difficult for her grandma.
Aunt Chen sighed, "You should know better than I what kind of people are in your family. They always come over to intimidate your grandmother, and the hospital security guards have chased them away many times, but it's no use. I originally wanted to inform you, but your grandmother insisted on not doing so, and there's nothing I can do..."
"Grandma doesn't want to put me in a difficult position." Song Mian's expression was very serious.
The doctor told her that her grandmother's surgery had a failure rate, and only by keeping her grandmother in a good state of mind could the success of the surgery be guaranteed.
Not to mention that after the surgery, Grandma will definitely need a quiet environment to recuperate in order to have a smooth recovery.
The Song family keeps coming over to bother Grandma; no wonder she can't have good health.
“Xiao Song, you’re a good child. Listen to my advice, if it doesn’t work, transfer your grandma to the VIP ward.” Aunt Chen continued, “Although it’s expensive there, all the treatments are the best, and your family won’t be able to bother your grandma anymore.”
“I remember the price in the VIP ward is three times the normal price…” Song Mian took a deep breath, “Aunt Chen, I will try to raise the money. Until then, please help my grandma as much as you can.”
Aunt Shen couldn't bear it and wiped her reddened eyes: "Don't worry. It's not easy for you as a girl. If it really doesn't work out, take your grandmother and leave Haicheng after the surgery. Otherwise, you're having too much of a hard time every day."
"Thank you, Aunt Shen, I'll consider it." After thanking her, Song Mian went to see her grandmother's attending physician.
She just paid over 300,000 yuan for the surgery, and originally planned to have her grandmother's surgery done as soon as possible.
But now it seems she can't rush things.
After discussing with the attending physician, Song Mian learned that the best time for her grandmother's surgery was in a month.
During this period, she needs to earn a million dollars to send her grandmother to the VIP ward for the best treatment.
After setting her goal, Song Mian left the hospital and went home.
Song Mian quickly cleaned the store, forcing herself to cheer up.
She couldn't avoid the Song family, so she needed to earn money as soon as possible to help her grandmother escape her misery.
After taking a short nap, Song Mian got up and started preparing a meal.
After preparing all the ingredients, Song Mian worked from 5 pm to 9 pm, finally serving ten dishes, two soups, two desserts and two kinds of fruit on the old antique long table in her home.
The long tables, when pieced together, are seven meters long and three meters wide.
Several portions of various dishes were prepared on the long table. When Song Mian was ready, Lin Jiaojiao also brought Xiao Shitou and his friends.
Although I had searched the news beforehand and learned about the suffering that abducted children have to endure.
However, when Song Mian saw these child ghosts with her own eyes, she was still surprised by their miserable appearance.
These children are not only dressed in rags, but half of them are disabled.
If a person's body is mutilated before death, their soul will also be in a mutilated state after death.
Some of these children were missing their hands, while others had their arms severed at the elbows.
Some were lame, some had broken legs, some used crutches, some had thick bandages wrapped around their heads, and some even had burns and blast injuries on their faces and bodies.
The key point is that they were all quite young when they died.
Little Stone was already of average height among these children; most of the other children were even smaller than him, looking only six or seven years old.
The only three who looked older were only twelve or thirteen years old.
Seeing that Song Mian was looking at them without saying anything, Xiao Shitou seemed a little at a loss and explained to her, "Sister Song, we're sorry, we can't change how we looked when we died, it looks a bit scary. But don't worry, we washed our hands before we came, so we won't dirty your shop."
"I know. I won't look down on you. Come on, sit down. I've prepared lots of delicious food for you." Song Mian said, quickly helping Lin Jiaojiao to arrange for the children to sit down.
Song Mian handed the bowls and chopsticks to the children one by one.
As soon as the children received the small bowls filled with white rice, they could immediately smell the aroma of the food.
There were all sorts of delicious food on the table: braised pork, lettuce with oyster sauce, stir-fried potatoes, eggplant, green peppers, and potatoes, sweet and sour pork ribs, fried meatballs, peach shortbread, and small cakes. At first glance, they were all good things that the children rarely get to eat, and the children were too afraid to touch them.
"Remember to eat slowly!" Fighting back his drool, Little Stone picked up a piece of braised pork that had been stewed until it was soft and tender, and put it into his mouth.
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