Chapter 332: Find the Spiritual Spring and Ask for Help
The car was driving on the familiar bumpy national highway, and Zhang Wanwan's body swayed back and forth. Along the way, she found that the entire road was under construction.
She knew that in about two years this national road would become as easy to drive as a highway. Her thoughts flew away as she walked. After a while, the car stopped. Zhang Wanwan looked outside and found that they had arrived at Qingpu Passenger Transport Center Station.
Since she was only carrying a small bag, it was quite easy for her to change vehicles. She found a motorcycle taxi driver who looked more respectable, told him her address, and was quickly taken to her destination.
In recent years, with the development of Pushi, rural villages like Xiqiao Village have fewer and fewer young people. Even the middle-aged people are less than half. Almost everyone works outside and only comes back during the holidays. On ordinary days like this, the village is as quiet as a deserted village. Only some old people gather together to chat, and most of the people working in the fields are also old people.
The motorcycle taxi driver sent Zhang Wanwan to the door of the old house, took the money and left immediately.
Zhang Wanwan looked at the old house in front of her that was full of traces of time. She suppressed her inner excitement and anticipation and slowly opened the rusty iron lock.
When I pushed the door open, the feeling of desolation became even stronger. Because Zhang's mother was ill in recent years, Zhang's father had no time to come back. The old house that had not been entered for many years had a layer of dust that was one foot thick, and you could see clear shoe prints when you stepped on it.
Zhang Wanwan smiled bitterly twice, closed the door and walked straight to her grandfather's room. Her target was the antique cabinet. After moving out all the drawers, Zhang Wanwan finally saw the familiar landscape painting.
She was still amazed when she looked at it again. She touched it with trembling right hand, but she did not have the same feeling as before. The painting was still as lifelike as before.
Zhang Wanwan frowned deeply, and after thinking for a long time, she finally figured out the key point and muttered, "Could it be blood?"
Unable to figure it out, she simply became ruthless, bit her finger, and touched it again. In just a moment, the painting lost its vitality and became just an ordinary landscape depiction.
Zhang Wanwan was overjoyed and slowly closed her eyes with tears in her eyes. This time, she saw the spiritual spring in her sea of consciousness again, and the big rock hanging on her chest finally fell steadily to the ground.
With this magical spring, she no longer has to worry about Zhang's mother dying young from illness, nor does she have to worry about her money-making business not being able to proceed.
After tidying up the things in the room, Zhang Wanwan opened the room where Zhang's father and mother used to live. There were only some junk inside and a bed that was no longer fit for sleeping.
Zhang Wanwan was very upset. She wanted to clean but couldn't handle all these big things. She had no choice but to call Li Yongfu and ask him and Li Zhijie to come over to help.
It was almost ten o'clock and the morning market had passed. The market did not need two people at this time, so Li Yongfu immediately rode his motorcycle to Xiqiao Village.
Li Zhijie was a jobber and had flexible schedule. He met Li Yongfu on the way, and the father and son rushed to the Zhang family's old house together.
Zhang Wanwan was still struggling to fetch water. When she heard someone knocking on the door, she quickly ran to open it.
"Uncle, cousin, you are finally here!" Zhang Wanwan said with a sense of relief.
Li Yongfu was extremely worried. "Aren't you studying in Beijing? Why are you back at this time? Where are your parents?"
Zhang Wanwan didn't explain clearly on the phone, which made Li Yongfu very nervous. He almost drove fast all the way.
Zhang Wanwan stuck out her tongue in embarrassment. "I came back alone. I have more free time this semester. Since there is nothing to do at school, I came back to take care of my mother. We plan to clean up the old house, make two or three rooms, and send my mother here to recuperate."
"Nonsense!" Li Yongfu's face changed drastically after hearing that. "Your mother's health is just like that, how can you joke about your own future! Your family has finally produced a college student like you from a prestigious university, and your parents are counting on you to bring honor to the family! No, I have to call your dad and tell him how he can delay you like this! Even if I have to send your mother back to recuperate, you don't need to serve her here! At worst, your aunt and I will take turns to take care of her!"
Li Yongfu's face was heavy when he mentioned his younger sister, but he knew in his heart that his younger sister would never accept that the child's future was affected by her.
Zhang Wanwan felt that it was impossible to communicate with Li Yongfu at the moment, so she had to hook her finger at Li Zhijie and ask him to help move things first.
Li Yongfu talked on the phone with Zhang's father for several minutes before hanging up. He came over to help seriously. After all the things in the three rooms were moved out, Li Yongfu had time to talk to Zhang Wanwan.
"Girl, I don't understand what you have to say about studying. It's a good thing that you are filial, but you must not neglect yourself just to take care of your mother. Your mother will feel even more guilty if you do that." Li Yongfu advised earnestly.
Zhang Wanwan smiled and patted her chest, assuring, "Uncle, don't worry, I know what's going on. Besides, I still have to make money to pay for my mother's medical treatment! How can I delay making money just because I'm taking care of my mother?"
Upon hearing this, Li Yongfu fell silent.
Li Zhijie was so tired that he was out of breath. He found a step and sat down casually. He said weakly: "Dad, don't worry about it. My cousin knows what's going on. You don't understand the thinking of young people, so don't give them orders blindly!"
"Drink!" Li Yongfu raised his hand as if to hit Li Zhijie. Li Zhijie jumped up and quickly went to help Zhang Wanwan shake the water.
The three of them worked from morning to afternoon and finally cleaned up three rooms and a hall. However, they were empty and there was nothing in them. The walls were made of stone slabs and were not plastered. It looked extremely simple.
Li Zhijie couldn't bear to see it, so he said to Zhang Wanwan, "Cousin, how about I find someone to come over tomorrow and help you paint these four rooms with whitewash? This way they will look cleaner, and if we install bright light bulbs, it won't be so shabby to live in them."
Zhang Wanwan nodded like a little chicken pecking at rice, "Cousin, just tell me how much it is and I'll pay for it."
"Tsk! How can I ask you for money for such a small job?" Li Zhijie looked like he didn't want to take any money.
Li Yongfu echoed from the side: "Your cousin is right, it's just a small job, and it doesn't make much money. Just think of it as a little filial piety to his aunt. No need to be polite to him!"
Zhang Wanwan knew that they wanted to help her, so she didn't refuse.
Before leaving, she gave the key to the old house to Li Zhijie. It would take at least a few days to paint the house with whitewash. When the time comes, she would wait for Li Zhijie to notify her and then send Zhang's mother over.
(End of this chapter)
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