After eating, the mother and son took a nap on the mat for a while, rested their legs and feet before going down the mountain. The baskets behind Song Hongguo contained half-dried fish and two rabbits, while Lingzhi carried yams and wild vegetables on his back. With some firewood, Ling Yuan was not empty-handed, so he picked a basket of mulberries along the way and ate them while walking.
This trip can be said to be a fruitful return.
Not long after returning home, Qiao Yonghui suddenly came to the door, looking anxious and pale. When he opened his mouth to speak, he seemed to have difficulty speaking, "You, can you lend me some money first? I will pay you back if I have it later..."
Song Hongguo didn't even ask why, she just nodded and said, "Okay, how much do you need?"
Qiao Yonghui didn't expect her to be so straightforward, or, when he thought about it, he was still a little dazed. It was so difficult to borrow money these days. Even close relatives had to hesitate again and again, not to mention, with his unpopular status, If he hadn't been really desperate, he would never have spoken...
Opening your mouth means throwing all your pride to the ground.
Fortunately, things were not as bad as he thought, in fact, they were much better.
"Thirty, okay?"
He asked nervously, and then quickly added, "Any amount will do..."
Song Hongguo has already asked Ling Zhi to help her go back to the house to get money. She usually has dozens of dollars in her wallet. This is incredible to others. After all, the monthly salary of workers now is only more than 20 dollars. It's a lot to carry around three to five yuan, but who can carry one or two months' salary with them? But she feels insecure when she has less money.
When Ling Zhi came back, she took out a few from her wallet and handed them to him, "If it's not enough, tell me again."
Qiao Yonghui lowered his head, barely able to look directly at her, and squeezed out two words in his dry throat, "Thank you..."
When Song Hongguo saw this, she comforted her with a few words of warmth, "Neighbors should help each other. Who's still in trouble? Don't worry about it, and don't be in a hurry to pay back the money. Wait until you are free. Besides..."
Qiao Yonghui said nothing, took a few steps back, bowed to her, turned around with the money in hand and strode away, his back straight, as if only in this way he could feel better.
Song Hongguo's mood couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
The system teased, "Are you distressed? Or are you sympathetic?"
Song Hongguo shook his head.
Seeing this, the system comforted him and said, "For him, this small setback is nothing. When heaven is about to entrust this person with a great responsibility, doesn't it mean that he must first suffer his will, strain his muscles and bones, and starve his body and skin?" ? He will be a rich man in the future. Everyone looks up to him with envy and regards him as an idol who has succeeded in counterattacking in difficult situations. Looking back at that time, he is just laughing at him now. Who would despise him?"
"Besides, since he met you, the gears of his destiny have changed. He is much happier than the original trajectory. Just like now, he needs money for emergency help. It will be much more embarrassing to find others. But he can find someone else. You come here, you don’t even need to ask, you just give it to him happily, maintaining his self-esteem and pride. Isn’t this good enough? Why do you need sympathy? Even if he has fallen into the dust, with you here, he will not Very miserable.”
"You are his noble person."
Song Hongguo said calmly, "No matter how successful a person is, the misfortune and pain he has endured in the past can never be eliminated and needs to be healed continuously in the rest of his life."
The system was puzzled, "So?"
Song Hongguo didn't want to explain any more to it. Could she say that she saw the epitome of many people in this era from Qiao Yonghui? A special era has created a special group of people. Everything they have encountered, even if they become successful in the future, will still be difficult to let go when they look back. It will eventually become a scar on their hearts that can never be eliminated.
When she read this kind of book in her previous life, she didn't have many feelings, and some of them were just sympathy and regret. But now when she faces it intuitively, although she still can't empathize with it, she no longer has superficial sympathy and regret.
She wanted to do more.
I don’t expect to change history, but I want to be clear in my heart.
So, after dinner in the evening, Song Hongguo asked Ling Zhi, "Do you want to go see dad?"
Ling Zhi was stunned and looked at her, speechless for a while.
Ling Yuan asked nervously and expectantly, "Is it okay?"
Song Hongguo smiled and touched his head, "It's not possible intellectually, but emotionally, we can think of a way. Most things in this world are just a matter of what we want to do and what we don't want to do."
Ling Yuan bit his lip, "I want to see dad."
"Xiao Yuan!" Ling Zhi came to his senses and scolded him with a sullen face, "Don't be willful and reckless."
Ling Yuan's eye circles suddenly turned red, and he pursed his lips tightly, looking aggrieved but also stubborn.
Seeing this, Ling Zhi immediately softened his heart and coaxed softly, "I'm not stopping you from going, but the current situation doesn't allow it. Have you forgotten what dad told you at that time? He told us to be good and not to worry about him. We will live well. He can feel at ease. The place where he is staying is not safe now. If we go to find him, not only will we be exposed, but we will also put our father in danger, and our mother will need to bear the risk..."
He turned to look at Song Hongguo and said with a serious face, "You don't have to worry about us. Since we chose that path, we will not regret it, and dad will not allow us to regret it."
Song Hongguo pondered, "I can think of a way to avoid risks and let you meet..."
Ling Zhi shook his head and said firmly, "No need."
Song Hongguo asked in confusion, "Why? Don't you miss your father?"
"I think about it, I really want to, but rather than missing my dad, I don't want to go against my dad's wishes or live up to my dad's expectations..." Ling Zhi's voice was lonely and firm, "Dad's decision was a desperate gamble. I can only win, I don’t dare to lose, so I don’t want to try even the slightest risk or danger.”
"Not to mention, this matter also involves you and Grandpa Zhou, so I can't gamble. If it is discovered, my brother and I don't care, but what about you and Grandpa Zhou? I must not implicate you, my father I definitely think so, so if we go to see him, he will definitely not be happy or relieved, he will only be worried, so what is the point of such a meeting?"
Song Hongguo, "..."
She finally wanted to do something, but as soon as she had the idea, she was drowned by the cold water of an eight-year-old child?
The system appeared and said with emotion, "Your eldest son is quite sensible."
Yes, it makes people feel distressed if they are sensible.
Song Hongguo asked again, "Aren't you afraid of regrets in the future?"
Ling Zhi only hesitated for a few seconds, and then said loudly, "I don't know if I will regret it in the future, but now, I don't regret it. My father once said before, take every step well, even if you find that you have taken the wrong place in the future, then It was just because my knowledge and ability at the time were limited, and perhaps I was forced to make a choice due to the circumstances at the time, so there is no need to regret it, the choice at the time was the best arrangement."
Song Hongguo, "..."
Although she had never met Ling Zifeng, his bowl of chicken soup really tasted good to her.
