Sister-in-law of the Yang family was a little confused.
She understood what Lin Nianhe said, which meant helping each other, but she felt something was wrong and felt weird.
Sister-in-law Yang didn’t understand what was wrong, but she knew——
"No, I can't let you take the money."
Sister-in-law Yang frowned, serious and stubborn.
Lin Nianhe: "..."
She plays the emotional card so sincerely, but she still can't pay...
If she had divine help, she could do deceptive things with her eyes closed; she wanted to do something good but even the person involved rejected her.
It’s so hard to be a kind and good person!
Lin Nianhe looked at He Aimin and asked for help with his eyes.
He Aimin looked down at the ground, refusing to receive the signal.
He Aimin didn't dare to do this, and he couldn't do it either.
This is not three melons and two jujubes, but a real unity of twenty cards.
Sister-in-law Yang looked down at the two eggs in her hand, bit her lip, and stuffed the eggs into Lin Nianhe's hand.
She said: "There is really nothing else at home, Teacher Lin, don't mind it...what the hell, you can still eat it after washing..."
Lin Nianhe held the egg in his hand and smiled a little bitterly: "I haven't helped you in any way, so I don't dare accept it."
"No, no," Sister-in-law Yang shook her head repeatedly, "When I save enough money, I can buy it for my son... I will have to find you then."
She bit her lip, blood oozing from her lips.
But she seemed to feel no pain, still trying hard to raise the corners of her mouth.
It's just those eyes, full of despair.
When will she save enough money to buy her son a hearing aid?
Her family had spent a year and a half saving the 20 yuan they had emptied out of their pockets.
Should I wait until fifteen years to buy my son a hearing aid? Will it be more expensive by then? Will they still not be able to afford it?
Sister-in-law Yang didn't dare to think about it.
She felt like a big mountain was pressing down on her. Every stone on the mountain had the word "poor" written densely on it, making her almost unable to breathe.
Yang Daniu came back at this moment.
His mouth was still grinning, and He Aimin's pen was held in his rough palm.
"Captain, give me a pen." Yang Daniu said happily with sweat on his forehead, "Write it!"
He Aimin took the pen but didn't move it.
Yang Daniu scratched his scalp and suddenly became nervous: "What happened? Don't you want to sell it? Or let someone else buy it?"
His voice rose unconsciously, and his voice was trembling as he stared at Lin Nianhe's face.
Sister-in-law Yang tugged on the corner of his clothes and whispered: "Daniu...that hearing aid actually costs two hundred yuan..."
"What?"
Yang Daniu rubbed his ears vigorously, "What did you say?"
When her husband returned to her, Mrs. Yang's tears finally fell freely. She covered her face and squatted down, hugging her shoulders and crying bitterly.
Yang Daniu was so flustered by her crying that he kept asking: "Why are you crying? Please explain what you have to say! Isn't it twenty yuan? Why did the price increase the moment I turned around?"
Sister-in-law Yang cried so much that she could not speak. She buried her face in her arms, trembling and crying.
Yang Daniu was so anxious that big beads of sweat fell down his forehead.
He Aimin sighed, walked up and said to Yang Daniu: "Mr. Lin saw that your family couldn't afford the money, so she told you that it would cost you twenty yuan. In fact, it cost two hundred... She said she could lend it to you. You two can discuss whether you want to borrow money or not, whether you want to buy it or not."
Yang Daniu was dumbfounded.
He froze in place, his eyes gradually becoming empty.
Lin Nianhe saw the same despair in his eyes as Sister-in-law Yang, cleared her throat and said: "Comrade Yang, I am not short of the money. I originally wanted to pay it directly without telling you, but unfortunately my sister-in-law overheard... I am willing I lent you money and you can pay it back slowly, I'm not in a hurry."
Yang Daniu's lips pursed, and after a while he murmured: "How can this be so expensive..."
Lin Nianhe looked at the time and saw that there were still forty minutes until class started.
She said: "Comrade Yang, nothing is more important than children. If you wait until more than ten years before letting your children hear it, the impact on him will be irreversible, so..."
Yang Daniu shuddered, his eyes were red and he buried his face in his palms.
"I can't afford to borrow it, I can't use it... I can't afford to pay it back..."
He slowly squatted down and covered his face in despair.
"This is life..."
"I admit it..."
Such a tall man was finally struck down by reality.
"well……"
When Lin Nianhe got on his bicycle and was about to leave the Jiuli Brigade, he could still hear He Aimin sighing.
She suddenly stopped the car and turned around to ask He Aimin: "Uncle He, where is the Yang family?"
"Ah? Why do you ask?" He Aimin was a little confused.
"I want to see Yang Yumin. I haven't seen this child yet." Lin Nianhe replied.
He Aimin looked at her for a while, and after a moment of silence, he showed her the way.
The Yang family is not far from the He family, with two mud houses and a very clean yard.
Yang Yumin was sitting on a small bench, holding a branch and drawing something on the ground.
He was the only one in the family. After Yang Daniu and Sister Yang collapsed, they only cried for a while, then wiped away their tears and went to work.
They also have a family to support and don't have much time to grieve.
Lin Nianhe did not enter the door, but looked at Yang Yumin through the fence.
The little guy is very thin, and his face is not as dark as the country kids who always run outside, but has a sickly pale look. The branch in his hand was very thin, and it seemed that he would not be able to lift it if it were any thicker.
The clothes on his body must have been modified from Yang Daniu's coat, as many places were worn and shiny.
Yang Yumin suddenly stopped, turned to look at the door, and saw Lin Nianhe.
He tilted his head and looked at Lin Nianhe. After a while, he threw away the branch and ran back to the house.
Lin Nianhe closed his eyes, forced himself to turn around, and planned to leave first.
Just when she was about to get on the bicycle, Yang Yumin came out again.
He didn't run this time, he walked very slowly. He held a bowl with water in his hand and slowly moved to the door.
He handed the bowl to Lin Nianhe and looked at her with his big black and white eyes, as if to say: Drink it.
He mistook her for someone passing by begging for water.
Lin Nianhe slowly stretched out his hand and took the bowl of water.
Yang Yumin tilted his head, looked at her, and grinned.
Lin Nianhe lowered his eyes and saw his reflection on the water.
She pursed her lips, met Yang Yumin's expectant eyes, and drank the water.
Yang Yumin's smile became even sweeter. He pointed at the bowl and then at the water tank.
Lin Nianhe shook his head gently and handed the bowl back to him.
Yang Yumin took the bowl and walked back a few steps. When he turned around and saw that Lin Nianhe was still there, he turned back and looked at her with his head tilted, confusion spreading.
Lin Nianhe looked at him and thought of Niu Wa, Bai Xiaojun, and the many children in the village primary school.
Yang Yumin looks like them.
But if he never hears it, he will soon be different from them.
Lin Nianhe licked his lips, the sweetness of the well water still lingering between his lips and teeth.
"A drop of kindness will be repaid by a spring."
"With these countless drops of water, I feel like a liar if I don't give you a beautiful world."
(End of chapter)
