The boss's wife sighed, "Lingling's mother is a miserable person. Her husband died, and her daughter got a strange disease. She spent a lot of money, but the disease couldn't be cured and it got worse. In order to take care of her daughter, she couldn't go to work, so her life was very hard."
"How did her husband die?" Jiang Hanyan asked casually.
"I don't know. We have only lived here for half a year and are not familiar with the people in the community. Others must know because they have lived here for a long time."
"Lingling and her mother's story is quite famous. It seems that reporters have come to interview them, it has been reported in newspapers, and many people have donated money." said the boss.
Jiang Hanyan frowned slightly. Perhaps it was because she had seen too many people taking advantage of people's kindness to defraud donations in her previous life. When she heard about the donation, she subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with Lingling's mother.
What made her most suspicious was the look in Lingling's eyes. She saw clearly the flash of sarcasm that just passed by.
And Lingling's body, there is no organic disease, just malnutrition, why can't it be cured? There is definitely something wrong with this mother and daughter.
After saying goodbye to the boss and his wife, Jiang Hanyan and Lu Chen returned home. All the way, she was thinking about Lingling and her daughter. All she could think of was Lingling's sarcastic eyes and her face, which was as pale as a death.
"I know someone at the newspaper. I'll ask him tomorrow," said Lu Chen.
"good."
Jiang Hanyan nodded. She was indeed interested in Lingling and her daughter.
Two days later, Lu Chen contacted a friend at the newspaper. The friend was very enthusiastic and found the report of the interview with Lingling and her daughter, which happened a year ago.
"The person who interviewed the mother and daughter was my colleague who was transferred to the Shanghai Evening News. She felt very sorry for Lingling and her daughter, so she wrote this report and set up a donation account. Until now, there are still caring people donating to Lingling and her daughter."
Xu Yifeng's tone showed great sympathy for Lingling and her daughter. After all, the mother and daughter were indeed very miserable, and any normal person would sympathize with them.
He is Lu Chen's friend, a reporter for the Shanghai Daily. He is a young man from the north, over 180cm tall, and very chivalrous.
"How did Lingling's father die?" Jiang Hanyan asked.
She read the report, which only briefly mentioned that Lingling's father disappeared at the construction site and had no news since then, but did not explicitly say that he was dead.
"I don't know either. How about I call Li Fenfang? She is the reporter who interviewed Lingling and her daughter. She may know more about it," said Xu Yifeng.
"Thank you for your help."
"Why are you being polite? Brother Lu saved me."
Xu Yifeng laughed heartily and called his friend. It was now evening, and Lu Chen invited him to dinner at his home and chat about Lingling and her daughter.
"Why don't you come over for dinner? We haven't seen each other for a while. Let me introduce Brother Lu to you. Yes, it's Brother Lu who saved me at the train station last time. Okay, I'll wait for you."
It sounds like Xu Yifeng and Li Fenfang have a very good relationship and they speak in very familiar tones.
"Fenfang said she'll be here soon. She lives not far from here."
Xu Yifeng hung up the phone and said with a smile.
"How did Lu Chen save you? He never said a word." Jiang Hanyan was quite curious.
"A few months ago, I was on a business trip and saw someone stealing money on the train. I warned them. After I got off the train, the group blocked me. I couldn't beat them, so Brother Lu saved me."
Xu Yifeng spoke in a worshipful tone. He was tall and strong, and had learned some Kung Fu when he was a child, but two fists were no match for four hands. There were seven or eight thieves in the gang, and he was beaten black and blue. If Lu Chen hadn't intervened, he would have been half dead.
"It's just a small favor. But next time you do something brave enough to help others, think twice." Lu Chen said in a light tone and gave a reminder.
He admired Xu Yifeng's passion for chivalry, but he thought he was a bit reckless. If he hadn't happened to see it last time, the kid would have been crippled. That group of people at the train station had a death on their hands.
"My parents also scolded me. I will be more careful next time." Xu Yifeng felt embarrassed.
After his parents found out about this, they scolded him and said that if anything happened to him, the Xu family would be extinct. They warned him that in the future he should act within his ability and not act recklessly.
Li Fenfang also talked to him about it, and he reflected on it and felt that he was indeed a bit reckless and should be more careful in the future.
But if he sees injustice, he will definitely intervene.
If everyone only cares about their own business, this society will become inhumane.
Jiang Hanyan took out a piece of braised beef and a piece of pork head from the refrigerator, cut them and put them on a plate. Since there was one more person, two more dishes had to be added.
Li Fenfang arrived quickly. She was a cheerful young girl with a high ponytail, a black down jacket and blue jeans. She was dressed simply and neatly. She greeted us generously and then sat down to eat with us.
"I just finished an interview at the newspaper office. I'm starving. Let me fill my stomach first."
Li Fenfang started eating with great familiarity. Jiang Hanyan went to the kitchen to heat up a plate of braised pork and placed it in front of her.
"This braised pork is delicious. I haven't eaten such authentic braised pork for a long time."
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Li Fenfang poured some braised pork soup into the rice, mixed it well, and began to eat it. After finishing a bowl of rice, she sighed with satisfaction, "I am so happy!"
Jiang Hanyan smiled. This girl has a good temper.
With a bowl of rice as a cushion, Li Fenfang slowed down her eating pace and talked about Lingling and her daughter while eating.
"Last year, I was assigned to the hospital to report on a hero who was seriously injured while bravely doing something righteous. I happened to see Lingling's mother crying in the corridor. She was crying very sadly. Many people were comforting her. I overheard and knew that Lingling's mother was upset because of her daughter's illness. Her husband died, she had no job, and her daughter had a strange disease. The financial pressure was particularly great.
After I heard their story, I wanted to help them, so I wrote that report and set up a donation account. I visited them several times afterwards, and their lives have improved a little. Unfortunately, Lingling's disease still cannot be diagnosed. Alas."
Li Fenfang spoke with a sigh, and felt very sympathetic towards Lingling and her daughter.
"I see that the residential area where Lingling and her daughter live is quite high-end, it's called Yucui Villa. Most people can't afford to live there, right?" Jiang Hanyan asked.
This is also one of her doubts. If she is really under great financial pressure, why does she live in such a high-end community?
Even if it's rented, the rent must be quite high, right?
"I know about the house in Yucui Villa. It was a small apartment compensated by the construction site. Before Lingling's father got into trouble, he was working at the construction site of Yucui Villa. One day, he suddenly disappeared. The construction site boss was kind-hearted and compensated him with a small apartment. Lingling's mother even wanted to sell the house last year to pay for her daughter's medical treatment. I couldn't bear it, so I wrote that report."
Li Fenfang explained the origin of the house. After selling the house, the mother and daughter would have to rent a house, which would cost a lot of money every month.
Jiang Hanyan frowned. She had just guessed a possibility.
Now we just have to wait for the result from Sang Moyuan.
"Is the disease of the girl named Lingling difficult to cure?" Xu Yifeng asked curiously.
"I can't find out what's wrong. I don't know where to start. I've been to every hospital in Shanghai, but they can't find anything."
Li Fenfang sighed again and said regretfully, "Lingling was very healthy and lively when she was a child. I saw her childhood photos and she looked like a normal child. How could she suddenly get a strange disease?"