An Hua met Song Yi at Song Chuhong's house.
Compared to the last time I met him on the street, Song Yi at this moment looked a little more depressed. There was no desire for life between his eyebrows, nor did he have the vitality that he should have at his age.
He is obviously a child, but he looks like an old man with gloomy mood.
An Hua was shocked.
"Song Yi, this is Aunt An. Aunt An is kind and is willing to help you go to school."
Song Yi raised his head and was stunned when he looked at An Huan's face. He also recognized An Huan.
"Your name is Song Yi, right? How old are you?"
"I..." Song Yi came back to his senses, "I am ten years old... in lunar years, eight years old in actual years."
Song Chuhong helped explain, "The child actually went to school, but his father had an accident just after he finished the first grade... Now his father is gone, and he is left alone. He has no place to live, let alone go to school."
An Hua asked: "Then how does he survive?"
Song Chuhong said: "His father once had a good friend who privately introduced him to paste matchboxes. He could earn a few dollars a month..."
But how much money can you make by pasting matchboxes? Besides, this job is not stable. Sometimes there is no work to do. How does Song Yi make money when there is no work? Song Chuhong didn't know...
Song Chuhong felt very uncomfortable. If she had the ability, she would naturally want to raise Song Yi.
An Huan squatted down and looked at Song Yi. Not only were his clothes torn, but his sleeves and trouser legs were also too short. He was only one year younger than Dong Dong, but he was much shorter. His whole body was skinny and his face looked a little unrecognizable.
An Hua sighed, "Song Yi, I didn't agree to the deal your aunt mentioned, but don't worry, I will support you in school."
Song Yi had already heard from Song Chuhong that there was actually someone who would help him without any reward? Song Yi, who was used to seeing the viciousness of human nature at a young age, didn't believe it at first.
The moment he saw An Huan, his doubts were dispelled.
This aunt had helped him before and was a good person.
"Auntie, I will repay you in the future." Song Yi looked at An Hua with burning eyes and said firmly.
An Hua helped Song Yi not for any reward, but the child had a grateful heart. As a sponsor, she must feel relieved.
"You must study hard, overcome all difficulties in life, and wait for the day when the world changes."
Song Yi could understand what An Hua said and nodded seriously.
His father was afraid that he would not be able to survive, so he wanted to trade the treasure map with others, but Song Yi felt that as long as the problem of studying was solved, he could handle the problem of living on his own.
He could make money by pasting matchboxes, and if it was not enough to eat, he would go to the countryside to dig field mice and wild vegetables. My father once said that insects can be eaten and are nutritious...
At this moment, Song Yi suddenly burst out with energy, an energy to fight against life!
Song Chuhong said to An Huayi gratefully: "An Huazhi, we in the Song family will never forget your kindness. If you need me in the future, just let me know."
An Hua smiled and said, "Then I've got a bargain. From now on, no matter if I have any illness, big or small, I'll come to see you, Doctor Song."
Song Chuhong also laughed, "If that's the way you use me, I hope you never need to use me."
An Hua didn't stay at Song Chuhong's house for too long and was about to leave.
She left the hospital's staff family quarters and went to Chief Cai's home.
Section Chief Cai's mother knew her. When she saw her coming, she warmly invited her to sit down and peeled an apple for her.
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