Phew~ The villain’s first disaster is finally over.
Song Chi patted his chest and let out a long breath.
As long as Lu Yanchen was not lame, he could earn money to pay for his mother's medical treatment, and his mother would not die. His brother would not have been beaten up because he had to steal food because he was hungry. Everything would develop in a good direction.
"How do you know I'm going to the black market tonight?" Lu Yanchen frowned seriously and looked at Song Chi.
"I...I...I don't know!" Song Chi stuttered guiltily.
You can't tell Lu Yanchen that he has traveled through a book and that this world is actually just the content of a book! Lu Yanchen would think he is crazy.
"By the way, I'll give you food and accommodation expenses first."
Song Chi quickly changed the subject and ran back to the house. He brought back two thousand yuan and stuffed it into Lu Yanchen's hand. He said in a domineering voice, "I want to live in your house. These two thousand yuan will cover your room and food expenses for a year."
You have to know that in the 1980s, the monthly salary was only 30 to 80 yuan, and that was for people with high salaries. In rural areas, it was common to earn 15 to 20 yuan a month.
Now Song Chi took out the two thousand yuan, which was a considerable sum of money.
Luckily, the original owner's brothers loved him and gave him over 10,000 yuan when they went to the countryside. In modern times, that would be over a million yuan! He was definitely a wealthy man.
Humph, so what if I’m transmigrated into a book? I’m still a young master.
The villain in Song Chi's heart proudly stood with his hands on his hips, he has always been lucky, from childhood to adulthood.
Lu Yanchen looked down at the two thousand yuan in his hand without saying a word. If he could go to sell goods tonight, he would definitely not accept this money. He had never raised a precious young master like Song Chi and was afraid that he would die and get into trouble.
But now that he can't go out to sell goods, he will have no money to pay for his mother's medical treatment and medicine in the next two months, and it is his mother who suffers.
The most important point is that he must keep Song Chi. Song Chi knows that he is engaged in speculation and profiteering. If he does not take Song Chi in, Song Chi will spread rumors outside. Once he goes to jail, his mother and brother will be dead. He has to keep Song Chi under his nose and watch him at all times to feel at ease.
"Ahem, Xiaochen, if you don't serve the noodles to Song Zhiqing, they'll clump up."
The voice of Lu Yanchen's mother, Lu Lan, came from the main room where small candles were lit, with occasional coughs.
"Um."
Lu Yanchen responded, glanced at Song Chi, and then walked towards the main house.
Song Chi breathed a sigh of relief and fortunately did not ask about the black market anymore.
He trotted to catch up with Lu Yanchen and saw Lu Lan sitting on the sofa in the small hall of the main house, mending clothes with a candle. He looked a little thin.
It was clearly the end of June, but he was wearing a thin cardigan and looked sick.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Not long after sewing the clothes, Lu Lan started coughing again.
Is this Lu Yanchen’s mother Lu Lan?
Song Chi stared at Lu Lan lying on the sofa in a daze.
The article explains Lu Lan's life experience, saying that she used to be a young lady from a wealthy family. Her father committed a crime and was demoted to the Eighth Brigade. Later, she married Lu Yanchen's father.
In fact, Lu Yanchen's father did not kill anyone. He was just defending himself to protect Lu Yanchen's mother who was being molested. It was the family of the molested man who was reluctant to spend money to send him to the hospital, so he missed the chance to be rescued and died.
At that time, Lu Yanchen's father had just beaten that man, and the man happened to be dead, so he had no way to defend himself and ended up in jail.
Now that Lu Yanchen's father is dead and the case cannot be reopened, Lu Yanchen and Lu Xiao bear the reputation of being the son of a murderer and have been shunned by the villagers.
"Ahem, you must be Song Zhiqing! We don't have anything good to offer you at home, ahem, please bear with me."
Lu Lan saw Song Chi standing outside the door, put his hand to his mouth, coughed hard, and smiled palely at Song Chi.
Although her complexion was not very good, she had a gentle face and looked like a well-educated and well-mannered woman.
Lu Lan is also lucky. When her husband was still alive, she held him in the palm of her hand and loved him very much, and she never had to suffer much.
After her husband passed away, Lu Yanchen took care of her and never worked in the fields, so she looked younger than the average woman and her skin was whiter than that of an average woman.
"I just returned to the village and heard that Song Zhiqing was very handsome. This time I saw him and he was even more handsome than I had heard."
Lu Lan smiled and praised Song Chi, putting down the needlework in her hands and gently patting the seat next to her, "Come and sit here, don't stand."
"Okay, okay, thank you, auntie."
Song Chi sat obediently next to Lu Lan and smiled at him politely.
There is not much description of Lu Lan in the article, but it can be seen that she is a very gentle mother. Now looking at it this way, she is indeed very gentle and her character has not collapsed.
"No wonder the children in the village say you are whiter than white flour buns. They are indeed right."
Lu Lan put his fingers against his nose and laughed. The sound was not loud, but soft and very comfortable to listen to.
Song Chi's face turned red instantly. He couldn't help but think of the way those children stared at him and swallowed their saliva when he was riding in the ox cart. They really treated him as a big white steamed bun.
"If you need any help in the future, you can tell Xiaochen. He's very strong, so you can use him at your will."
"No, no, no, that's not necessary."
Song Chi quickly waved his hands. How could he dare to order the villain around?
"You don't have to be so polite, kid. It's our responsibility to take care of you since you live in our house."
Lu Lan said with a smile, then coughed uncomfortably.
Auntie, it's not that I'm being polite! It's that I don't dare!
Song Chi wailed in his heart.
Lu Lan had no idea of the pain in Song Chi's heart, and looked at Song Chi carefully.
This child is really cute, but he is so fair and tender that he doesn't look like he is cut out for work. I'm afraid he will be sunburned to death standing in the sun. It's better for the eldest son to take better care of him so that he won't be bullied.
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