"I am sorry for Guaizi. If it hadn’t been for me, he would not be without his own flesh and blood even now. Every time I think about this, I feel guilty." If she hadn’t hidden the fact that her and Guaizi’s biological daughter had passed away, Guaizi might have remarried someone who could have children.
Now he does not even have his own flesh and blood.
"Mom, I think Sister Xiaofeng and Brother Su Peng are pretty good to Uncle Guaizi, no less than his own children. Mom, stop thinking about that."
Some biological children are not necessarily good.
For instance, her biological father hardly remembered her.
He Ximei returned home and talked to Guaizi about Luo Yuzhu’s sickness, her eyes filled with sympathy, "She’s become so thin she’s unrecognizable, must be the illness that’s tormenting her. Look at how energetic she used to be, this is just the way it goes with people, one never knows when their body will fail them."
Money can be earned back, but when it comes to one’s body, it’s visible yet one cannot feel if there is something wrong inside.
Guaizi listened to He Ximei but did not respond.
He Ximei glanced at him and patted him, "Sigh, after all, she is your ex-wife. Now that she’s in this state, how about we lend her some money?"
In the face of life and death, all past grievances seem to dissolve away.
Guaizi squinted his eyes, "Do as you see fit."
"I was thinking of lending them some money. It’s better for us to do so. Xiaofeng definitely cannot get involved; we can handle it, right or not?" Luo Yuzhu’s illness had nothing to do with Xiaofeng. Even if Xiaofeng ignored her, no one could fault her for it.
But that’s the way people are, in matters of life and death, you cannot simply stand by and do nothing, and He Ximei was just such a person.
She had never liked Luo Yuzhu nor could she stand anything about her.
But seeing her lying in bed, skin and bones, her heart suddenly went soft.
"Let’s wait and see on this matter. If Lin Yue asks for help, we can lend a hand. But if Lin Yue doesn’t ask, how could you help?"
"That makes sense," He Ximei thought about it and agreed, "Let’s see then."
After putting the two children to bed, Acheng spoke to Xiaofeng about Luo Yuzhu’s illness, "Her condition is quite serious. If she undergoes surgery, she has a fifty percent chance of survival. Without the surgery, she might only have two or three months left."
Xiaofeng lifted her eyelids, "Is it that serious?"
Xiaofeng didn’t say another word.
With Xiaofeng silent, Acheng didn’t say anything more either.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the family rested at home all day.
It was a local custom that on the first day of the Lunar New Year, one should not visit others’ homes, so there was nowhere else to go but to stay home and prepare food.
Grandma Lin looked at Lin Yue across the room and sneered, "Lin Yue, thinking of getting yourself married off to raise a dowry to save your mother?"
Luo Yuzhu must have raised a good daughter; her granddaughter came over on the first day of the New Year to ask her to propose a marriage, with one condition: the other party had to offer forty thousand yuan as dowry.
"Lin Yue, if it were the old days, not to mention forty thousand, even one hundred thousand would have suitors willing, but you’ve seen our Lin Family isn’t what it used to be; even ten thousand might not attract anyone," Grandma Lin sighed, "Lin Yue, instead of using this method, you’d be better off asking Su Xiaofeng for help or marrying Su Xiaofeng’s older brother. Their family is wealthy now, and forty thousand to them is just a small sum." Who would have thought that a family once not fit to be seen, came to be so well-off all of a sudden.