Chapter 272: It's easy to get your biological parents

"She's still sleeping. You can tell me if you have anything to say." Lu Chen lowered his voice intentionally, fearing to scare the man. He seemed not very courageous.

"Are you Mr. Lu? Sorry to disturb you so early."

Song Jinshu's tone was very awkward. Although Lu Chen didn't see him, he could guess that he must be hunched over at the moment, holding the microphone in one hand and fiddling with the telephone line with the other hand, or gesticulating randomly on the table.

"I've been up for a long time. Is your wife feeling better?" Lu Chen asked with concern.

He remembered that the man sold the heirloom in order to pay for his wife's medical treatment.

"Thank you. My wife is still not well. The doctor cheated us. The 30,000 yuan didn't cure her. Instead, her condition got worse. I... I called to ask if you still want antiques. I have a few more at home. They are all real. They were passed down from my grandfather. My family used to be very rich. My grandfather and father's collections are all real things..."

Song Jinshu's tone sounded like he was about to cry as he kept on talking about his family's past. He had never mentioned the Song family's past glory to anyone because it was all in the past. He was just a poor teacher now, and his family's glory had not brought him good luck, but instead caused him a lot of hardship.

But in order to make Lu Chen believe that his things were real, Song Jinshu never tired of talking about the past.

"My family used to run a printing and dyeing factory. The current Guanghui Printing and Dyeing Factory belongs to my family. My grandmother was a concubine who was carried into the family in a sedan chair. She had a very good relationship with my grandfather. My grandmother gave birth to my father and my eldest uncle. Later, there was a war, and my grandfather went abroad. But something happened at that time, and my grandmother and my father were unable to go out. However, my grandfather left a lot of things for my grandmother. She didn't suffer much in those years, just twenty years ago... Alas..."

Song Jinshu let out a long sigh. His grandmother didn't suffer much, but he and his parents suffered a lot. As a result, his parents passed away early, leaving him alone with those things.

His wife did not mind his bad background and married him wholeheartedly. However, she did not enjoy any happiness over the years, but suffered a lot. Song Jinshu always felt that maybe he was an unlucky star, which was why the people around him suffered so much. He also caused his daughter to die early. She didn't even see the sun on earth because she was gone when she was born.

27 years have passed, and the wife's heartache is still there. She blames herself more and more, thinking that she is useless and unable to give him a child. She becomes more and more worried and her health is getting worse and worse.

"My wife has been with me through thick and thin for 20 to 30 years, and she has suffered a lot. I will save her even if I have to sell everything I have. Mr. Lu, you won't lose money if you buy my things. They will definitely appreciate in value in a few years. Really, I'm not lying to you..."

Song Jinshu spoke intermittently for half an hour. Lu Chen did not interrupt him but listened quietly. Although Song Jinshu was a little unpromising and had the pedantry and stubbornness of a scholar, he was somewhat moved by his love for his wife.

"Let me ask. I'll call you back later."

Lu Chen hung up the phone and went into the house to find Jiang Hanyan.

Jiang Hanyan was half asleep when she was awakened by a cold wave. She was so angry that she grabbed the pillow and threw it at him, roaring, "Doudou, are you itching for trouble?"

I heard a light laugh, it was Lu Chen.

"Are you annoying me? I want to sleep. If you keep making noise, I'll put a bad luck curse on you!"

Jiang Hanyan gnashed her teeth and cursed, saying that he was so grown up but even more ignorant than Doudou.

"The guy who sold you the Yuan blue and white porcelain, Song Jinshu, called to ask if he still wants to buy antiques. He still has a few at home."

Lu Chen put the pillow back on the bed and told him about Song Jinshu and his glorious family background.

Jiang Hanyan listened wrapped in a quilt, quite surprised. She didn't expect that such a down-and-out man was actually the young master of a wealthy family. Judging from Song Jinshu's age, he should have been clothed in fine clothes and fed with delicious food, and grew up in a honey pot when he was a child. However, something unexpected happened in his youth, and he must have suffered a lot. It was a blessing to be alive.

"What's wrong with his wife?"

Jiang Hanyan yawned. Thirty thousand dollars didn’t cure it. Could it be a terminal illness?

"He didn't say that the couple has a good relationship. Do you want to buy it?" Lu Chen asked.

"Go and see if the stuff is real, and by the way, see what disease his wife has."

Jiang Hanyan yawned again. If it was genuine, she would definitely keep its value. If the disease Song Jinshu's wife had was not a big deal, she would cure it and do a good deed.

Lu Chen called Song Jinshu back and said that he would go to his house to check things out later.

"Okay, I'm at home, thank you."

Song Jinshu thanked him repeatedly with his voice choked with sobs. He had borrowed money from everywhere, but none of his relatives and friends would help him. He felt that the money he borrowed would be gone forever. He didn't blame them. Lending them money was a gesture of friendship, and it was understandable that they didn't lend him money. That was why he thought of selling the things at home.

Jiang Hanyan got up, had breakfast, and went to Song Jinshu's house with Lu Chen. They had been there last time but didn't go upstairs. It was the school's staff housing building, which was a bit old.

From a distance, they saw Song Jinshu standing with his back hunched, his face turning blue from the cold wind. He was obviously waiting for them.

Seeing their car, Song Jinshu showed a happy expression and hurried to greet them, saying embarrassedly: "Thank you for your hard work, it's so cold."

"fine."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Lu Chen smiled slightly and let Song Jinshu lead the way.

The Song family lives on the first floor, which is only about 30 square meters and has two rooms. It is very cramped, but very clean. There are many books on the bookshelf, a 14-inch TV on the TV cabinet, and a sewing machine. The layout looks like the style of the 1980s.

On the wall of the living room hangs a photo of Song Jinshu and his wife when they were young. When he was young, Song Jinshu had delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a face as white as jade, and he was a graceful young man. His wife had a face like a full moon, and her eyebrows and eyes were curved when she smiled, looking sweet and virtuous.

The couple looked very compatible, but when Jiang Hanyan saw the photo, she thought of someone.

Lu Tianlang's girlfriend Yu Lu is somewhat similar to Song Jinshu's wife, and her eyes and eyebrows are also somewhat similar to Song Jinshu. Jiang Hanyan used her spiritual power to observe Song Jinshu's appearance and indeed found a clue.

It really is effortless and so close at hand.

“Ahem…”

A woman's cough was heard in the room. Song Jinshu said sorry and pushed the door open. After a while, he hurried out to pour water. He carefully poured half a cup of hot water, added some cold water, and then brought it in.

Five or six minutes later, Song Jinshu came out and said apologetically, "Excuse me."

"It's okay. Your wife's health is important. What disease does she have?" Jiang Hanyan asked.

Song Jinshu's expression suddenly turned gloomy, and he smiled bitterly, "Cancer, diagnosed last year."

The family savings have been used up, and the 30,000 yuan from selling the cans has almost been spent. However, his wife's illness is getting worse and worse. Now she can't even eat and can only drink rice soup. However, Song Jinshu still wants to treat his wife. If his wife dies and he is left alone, what is the point of living? (End of this chapter)