Song Lili didn't notice Zhang Qinghua's lapse in composure; she was currently daydreaming about the future and imagining the good life she would have after working hard.
And so, neither of them was thinking about this, yet they stood together harmoniously and seemed quite at ease.
This is the scene that Song Yongren saw when he came out of the house.
He can only move with the help of crutches now. His leg is swollen very badly, and the flesh is all bluish-purple, which looks terrifying.
If he sits for a long time, his legs will ache and swell, so he needs to move around from time to time.
"Qinghua's here? Come inside quickly. Why are you standing outside?" He then scolded Song Lili, "Lili, you too, letting Qinghua stand outside like that, what kind of behavior is that? Go get some water."
Song Yongren's sudden voice snapped the two people, whose minds had wandered off somewhere, out of their minds. Song Lili quickly agreed, "Okay."
Then he ran to the kitchen.
Zhang Qinghua turned to look at Song Yongren and asked, "Uncle Yongren, how are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"
Song Yongren smiled happily, "It's much better now. It doesn't hurt anymore after the surgery. As long as I'm careful these past few days, it hasn't hurt at all."
"Qinghua, I haven't properly thanked you yet. I don't know what I would do without you."
Song Lili did not tell Song Yongren about her encounter with Chu Ci on the mountain, so Song Yongren only thanked Zhang Qinghua for taking him to the hospital.
"Uncle Yongren, it's alright. I was just lending a hand. Lili did all of this."
To be honest, this time, Zhang Qinghua also saw a different side of Song Lili.
Surprisingly, Song Lili handles things very well when faced with problems.
Speaking of Song Lili, Song Yongren said with great pride, "Yes, Lili has grown up and is now an adult."
The smile on his face radiated from within, and Zhang Qinghua could feel his joy.
Zhang Qinghua thought, "This is what pride is, isn't it?"
But what's with this shared sense of pride? Why does he also feel happy?
On the third day of the Lunar New Year, the Song family welcomed a special person: Wu Jiang, Song Lili's uncle.
Song Lili and her family's mother starved to death during a period of famine, and it's been almost two years now.
My uncle, Wu Jiang, was very thin, with a sallow complexion and dry, chapped lips. He was panting heavily as soon as he came in.
Song Lili just looked at him curiously, serving him tea and water without saying a word; Song Yongren was the one who entertained her.
There wasn't much to say between the two grown men. After asking about each other's family health, they had nothing more to say.
Wu Jiang stood up and said, "I have to go back now. If I'm any later, it will be dark by the time I get home."
Song Yongren did not try to keep him, knowing that what he said was true.
The village in Wujiang isn't far from here, only a half-hour drive, but it takes an hour or two to walk.
If we leave now, we'll get home just before dark.
"Okay, I'll come see you all when I'm better." Yesterday, it was Song Yongren who was supposed to go and pay New Year's visits.
Wu Jiang nodded and, before leaving, gave Song Lili and Song Fang each a dime, saying it was New Year's money.
Song Lili held the crumpled one-cent banknote in her hand, staring at the direction Wu Jiang had left, unable to look away for a long time.
This penny probably didn't come easily.
She and Song Fang each had a dime, which together could buy quite a few things. In her heart, she had a very good first impression of her uncle, 9.
It's not because he gave her New Year's money, but because he still prepared New Year's money for his niece despite being in such poverty, which shows that he values them very much.
She decided that if she had the chance in the future, she would help her uncle.
Judging from his appearance, he probably isn't doing well.
Song Lili learned from Song Fang that her mother, Wu Ying, only had one brother and sister, and now only her uncle, Wu Jiang, remained.
My maternal grandparents passed away several years ago, so my mother's maternal family only has my uncle left.
My uncle has two children: a son named Wu Huan, who is eighteen years old, and a daughter named Wu Lele, who is fifteen years old.
Song Fang said her aunt's name was Zhang Qiaozui, and that she was a very nice person, but Song Lili herself had never met her and could not comment on her.
Song Lili thought that as long as her aunt wasn't a difficult person, she would definitely help her uncle's family.
However, now is not the time. She can't even guarantee her own future, and she doesn't have much energy to care about others.
She was simply planning to help them when she had a dream, so that they could have an easier time.
Therefore, she must work harder now and strive to be able to help those she wants to help.
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