Song Ci stood aside and watched this scene, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart. The two sat quietly in the waiting area for several hours, and it was around 1:00 noon that the doctor informed Li Li to prepare to receive his mother back to the ward.
Li's mother was unconscious, and when she was pushed out, her eyes were moving slightly. It wasn't until Li Li grasped her hand, and vaguely heard Li Li calling her mother, that Li's mother felt relieved and stopped moaning.
After returning to the ward, Li's mother was settled, and Li Li hid in the toilet to secretly wipe his tears. Song Ci couldn't help but think of her own parents. Li Li is so lucky that he can still accompany his mother in the operation and perform his filial piety by her side. But she has long since lost her parents.
The last time Song Ci saw his mother Jiang Mengmeng and father Song Tingyun was at the scene after the earthquake. The remains of their parents were spread out with the corpses of many victims, and medical staff carried disinfectant sprayers to disinfect around their bodies.
Thinking of her dead parents and her sleeping sister, Song Ci felt lonely.
After a while, Li Li came out, his eyes were reddish. Chao Songci pursed her lips and smiled embarrassedly, and Li Li thanked her: "Thank you for being here today, sister-in-law."
Song Ci was a little embarrassed. She is still not used to being called sister-in-law by a man who is five or six years older than herself. Looking at Li's mother who was half asleep and half unconscious, Song Ci said to Li Li: "Auntie must be very proud to have such an excellent son like you."
Li Li thought of some past events and couldn't help rubbing his face with his hands. "I was brought up by my mother. When I was a child, my father killed someone with a car and escaped for fear of taking responsibility. After he came home, my mother and I persuaded him to surrender, but he was cowardly and cowardly. jumped out of the window in front of us"
Li Li's tone was calm, but Song Ci was taken aback. Like a child who did something wrong, she apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry"
"What are you apologizing for? The person who should really apologize has long since died." Li Li looked at his mother's old face, and said softly, "I was only twelve years old when my father died. The money in the family, All of it was used to compensate the orphan of the victim. Because of my father, the girl lost her parents directly, and she is the most pitiful."
"The family ran out of money. My mother, who had been a housewife before, had no choice but to go out to work. She sold fish in the vegetable market, worked from dawn to dusk, and killed fish every day. Now her wrists and shoulder joints hurt badly."
Hearing this, Song Ci stared at Li's mother's vicissitudes and aged face, and was also filled with emotion. "Fortunately, Auntie's efforts are all worth it."
Li Li smiled, "I am her only hope, I must not let her down."
"Actually, her fish shop business was not good at the beginning. After graduating from the third year of junior high school, I was admitted to Wangdong No. 1 Middle School. At that time, my family was short of money and couldn't afford the tuition fees. I almost dropped out of school and went to work. Later, I met a kind person. He sponsored my studies, so I successfully finished high school and was admitted to the School of Economics and Management of Wangdong University."
After listening to Li Li's story, Song Ci also felt lucky and happy for him. "You are very lucky to meet such a good person."
Li Li hummed, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Han is a good man, without him, there would be no me."
Song Ci was very surprised, "You mean, the good person who funded your studies is Han Zhan?"
Li Li nodded.
Seeing Song Ci so surprised, Li Li found it funny. "Miss Song, what kind of person do you think Mr. Han is? He not only sponsored me alone, but also sponsored many people. All the money he received during the holidays was used by him to help children who really need help .”
"Me, Bei Zhan, and a few colleagues you haven't met are all children who were once sponsored by Mr. Han." And those children have now become the general managers and pillars of several large companies under Han Zhan's name.
Song Ci was really shocked. "That's it." She smiled awkwardly and said, "He's quite far-sighted, and his investment has paid off, hasn't he?"
Li Li shook his head, and retorted Song Ci disapprovingly: "You still don't know him well enough."
Song Ci straightened her expression and asked Li Li, "Why do you say that?"
Li Li said: "Mr. Han has sponsored 80 students instead of 100. But we are the only ones who really stay with him and work. Others don't even know the people who support them to finish their studies. Who is it?"
"If it wasn't for being injured and leaving the army and deciding to go into business, Mr. Han needs a group of loyal subordinates. Then those of us will never see Mr. Han." For other beneficiaries, Mr. Han is just a 'The mysterious kind man'.
Staring at Song Ci seriously, Li Li told her in a solemn tone: "Mr. Han has always helped others without expecting anything in return."
From Li Li's mouth, Song Ci met a different Han Zhan. She herself is a profit-seeking person, so she thought that Han Zhan, like her, would care about gains and losses in everything he did. But I forgot that there are people in this world who do good deeds without expecting anything in return.
Han Zhan was such a person in his last life. He ran a charity nursing home, built a charity fund, built a hope primary school, and founded the "Homecoming Association" to help those trafficked women, children, and illegal workers find their homes and reunite their families.
Han Zhan deserves to be rich all his life!
Thinking that such a good Han Zhan followed her, Song Ci felt that she was the toad that ate swan meat. She must become better to be worthy of such an excellent and sincere Han Zhan!
Song Ci stayed in the hospital until it was getting dark before going home. After arriving home, she sent a text message to Han Zhan, telling him that Li's mother's operation went well, and reassuring him.
After sending the message, Song Ci went into the kitchen to cook. Han Zhan was not at home, and Song Ci ate her diet meal again. After eating, she pondered for a while, then turned on her laptop and opened QQ, which she hadn't logged in for a long time.
Relying on memory, Song Ci searched for an unfamiliar QQ account and clicked Add.
Song Ci came out of the shower and found that the QQ avatar had been flashing.
She cheered up, here she comes!
Song Ci clicked on the message, and it was a message that the verification was passed. Song Ci added a new friend, whose online name is 'Heavenly King Superstar'. The other person's profile picture is a microphone, and the words 'Heavenly King Superstar' are stamped on the microphone.
This person's screen name and avatar revealed a silly style everywhere.
Song Ci opened the dialog box, thought about it, typed a paragraph and sent it, then turned off the computer and went to bed. "
On the other end, an unknown little artist named Liang Bo was standing in the kitchen making steamed cakes. Today, while browsing Weibo, he watched a popular video about 'making a cake without an oven'. He was very interested and planned to try it out.
As an 18th-line boy group with good looks and lead singer, Liang Bo has been so idle that he stays at home and makes cakes. It is conceivable how bleak their boy group is.
This book was originally scheduled to be on the shelves on May 1st, but because an important recommendation position needs to be queued for recommendations, it has to be delayed until mid-May, so we will only wait for the shelves before starting the refreshing mode.
(end of this chapter)