Fu Zhewei laid her down, then took off his patched and worn cotton-padded jacket and gently covered her with the equally worn quilt.
After finishing this, he stood up, his eyes inadvertently sweeping across the door.
Dong Yulan stood there, her thin, anxious figure outlined in the dim light. Her hands were tightly clutching the corners of her clothes, her lips trembling, and she looked at him with complicated eyes, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
He knew what his mother was worried about.
Fu Zhewei glanced at his mother and silently mouthed two words: "Outside."
Dong Yulan was stunned for a moment, then she understood what her son meant. She nodded, turned around, and tiptoed out of the inner room.
Fu Zhewei took one last look at his sister who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and then followed him out.
Unlike the faint warmth brought by the coal stove in the inner room, the outer room was even colder, like an ice cellar.
The cold wind kept coming in through the gaps in the doors and windows, and it hurt like a cut on the face.
As soon as they left the inner room, Dong Yulan could no longer hold back. She stepped forward, tightly grasped her son's arm, and lowered her voice to a very low voice: "Zhewei, son, tell me the truth, the money to buy these things... and those tickets... you..."
Before she could finish her words, Fu Zhawei pulled out a hard brown paper registered letter from his pocket and stuffed it directly into Dong Yulan's hand.
"Mom, take a look at this first."
Dong Yulan's words were interrupted, and she subconsciously lowered her head to look at the envelope in her hand.
"This is..." She was stunned and didn't react for a moment.
"Take it apart and see."
The seal was opened, and a stack of things slipped out and fell into Dong Yulan's rough palm.
In the dim light of the kerosene lamp, Dong Yulan saw clearly what was in her hand -
That's a neat stack of tickets!
National food coupons, local food coupons, cloth coupons, industrial coupons, sugar coupons, meat coupons... a thick stack of all kinds of coupons, covering almost every aspect of daily life!
䀴Under these tickets is a stack of brand new and crisp “Great Unity” notes!
The denominated banknotes were stacked neatly, one on top of the other, emitting the fragrance of ink.
She roughly counted them and found there were at least 20! That was 200 yuan!
Two hundred yuan!
There are so many precious tickets!
“!!!”
Dong Yulan felt that the thing in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and it made her fingertips tremble.
She looked at the money and bills in her hand, then looked up at her son, her voice changing: "This...this...is terrible! Where on earth did this come from?! Our family...our family doesn't have any relatives who would..."
The Fu family has fallen into poverty and destitution now. Those relatives who were once close to them have long been afraid of getting involved in trouble. They have drawn a clear line between themselves and avoid them as much as possible.
Who else can, and who can come up with so much money and tickets to help them?
This is simply a heavenly number!
Looking at his mother's surprised and doubtful eyes, Fu Zhawei's heart sank.
He knew that in February, a huge sum of money from unknown sources might not bring a surprise, but a disaster.
He lowered his eyelids, and with mixed emotions, he uttered the person's name very softly and slowly: "Mom, it was sent by Lin Jianxue."
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