The bamboo furniture factory is gradually getting back on track.
Su Qing also recruited people.
One is an older aunt who just retired from her position as a factory accountant.
One is a college student who works part-time in his spare time.
She finally didn't have to go to the store every day.
In his free time, Su Qing devoted himself to the clothing store.
Draw the design, cut the fabric, buy a sewing machine...
In just one month, it has begun to take shape.
That day, Su Qing brought back another cart of cloth.
When passing by a few old men, I heard the familiar accent of Yuanshan Town.
Su Qing was stunned for a moment.
"How strange! We are clearly in the capital. Could it be that he is homesick?"
Su Qing shook his head, trying to get rid of all distracting thoughts.
The familiar accent sounded again.
"That's the address. Big brother, please help me take a closer look. It's a family with the surname Su. The hostess is Su Qing, you know that? I don't understand. How could I not understand? I'm speaking Mandarin."
Hearing his name, Su Qing immediately stopped the car and pulled the handbrake.
The squeaking sound of the tricycle's brakes was long and harsh, attracting a lot of people's attention.
"Xiaoqing?"
"Um?"
Su Qing looked at the old man in front of him in confusion.
It seems that she doesn’t have any friends of different ages!
"It's me, the village chief."
Su Qing suddenly realized.
"Village chief, you...you...how did you become like this?"
I have only been away from Water Village for a few months, but why does it feel like the village chief has aged by ten years?
"Oh, it's a long story, Xiaoqing. I might have to trouble you for a while when I come to the capital. Your aunt is sick. I took her to the town and the provincial capital. The doctors said she couldn't be cured. They asked me to bring her to the capital for a checkup if conditions permit."
The village chief reached for the pipe at his waist.
Thinking that he had quit for quite some time, he silently put his hand down.
"Did the doctor say anything about the illness?"
"The doctor in the provincial capital said your aunt has a tumor in her stomach that needs to be removed, but they don't have anyone who can do it there. Otherwise, I wouldn't want to come all the way here to trouble you. Xiaoqing, I'm really at my wit's end."
The village chief, who had been worrying about the villagers for most of his life, was now curled up in the corner like a child.
He exuded an air of helplessness.
Su Qing had a bad feeling in his heart.
A tumor that is so troublesome must be malignant.
But Su Qing didn't show it on his face.
"Uncle, you're being too polite. It's really no big deal. If you hadn't helped me, I might have been wasted by the He family.
Get up quickly. I will definitely help you. I will put the things away and take you and your aunt to the hospital. No, where is your aunt? Where is your aunt?"
"Your aunt had a stomachache again this morning, so I didn't let her out. She's in the guesthouse now."
"Then come to my house and sit for a while. I'll unload the things first."
Su Qing took the luggage from the village chief and led him home.
"Village Chief, have you eaten yet?"
"have eaten."
The village chief was too embarrassed to say he hadn't eaten, so he stood far away from the table.
"Eat some more. You made too much breakfast. It will be a waste if you don't eat it."
Su Qing served a large bowl of porridge to the village chief.
"There are no lunch boxes at home. I'll get some steamed buns for Auntie."
After much hesitation, the village chief finally accepted it and put the warm bun into his clothes.
Seeing the village chief's anxious look, Su Qing swallowed it without chewing it a few times and almost choked himself to death.
"Let's go, Village Chief."
Su Qing quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks, locked the door, rode his tricycle, and brought the village chief to the guesthouse he mentioned.
The guesthouse is very old and should have been converted from a residential building.
When you walk up the stairs, you can hear a creaking sound.
The village chief knocked on the door, "Fen'er, it's me, open the door."
Knock, knock, knock—I knocked several times, but there was no sound in the house.
"Village chief, don't you have the key?"
"I didn't take it. I was afraid your aunt would go out, so I left the key with her."
Su Qing quickly walked to the front desk and said, "Looking for the key to room 201."
The receptionist was eating melon seeds, holding a romance novel in her hand, and refused Su Qing without even looking up.
"You think the guesthouse is your home. If you want the key, I have to hand it over to you."
"Someone has fainted in the room. If you don't open the door and something happens to her, I don't believe your guesthouse will be able to attract guests."
After hearing this, the receptionist slowly bent down and rummaged through the drawers.
"See? A bunch of keys. I can find them even if you don't have to."
"I can do it myself."
Su Qing took the whole bunch of keys and searched for the one for Room 201 while going up the stairs.
The receptionist stamped her feet in anger and said, "You can't take it away." Then she rushed over.
"Village chief, please move aside and let me open the door."
As soon as the door opened, the village chief rushed in.
Aunt Wang had fainted at this time, and there were some slightly dried bloodstains on the bed sheet.
As soon as the receptionist came in and saw this scene, she couldn't help but scream.
"Shut up, Village Chief! I'm going to pack up my things. Take Auntie down. And you, help me put the blanket on the tricycle."
Seeing the front desk staff remained indifferent, Su Qing shouted again, "I paid for the quilt, please help me put it on the tricycle. Also, don't shout too loudly. If other guests hear it and it affects business, I won't be responsible."
The receptionist suddenly covered her mouth.
It seems like someone was really complaining about the noise just now.
"Then I'll just take the blanket, right?"
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