After Huang Maoqiang dealt with Aunt Lin's affairs, Li Bochuan met with Aunt Lin.

"Brother Li, long time no see!" Huang Maoqiang took a sip of tea with a white porcelain cup, and the corners of his mouth had a little smile.

"Secretary Huang hasn't seen you for a long time!" Li Bochuan smiled and asked a little curiously: "I'm curious how Secretary Huang made Aunt Lin go back willingly?"

"Don't look at my jokes! I'm dying of headaches!" Huang Maoqiang said helplessly.

"What is going on?" asked Li Bochuan.

"Hey, that's a long story!" Huang Maoqiang shook his head and said, "Their family is bumpy..."

The young and sensible Aunt Lin and her husband gave birth to a son after they got married, which made them very happy, but soon after, Aunt Lin's son was diagnosed with sheep epilepsy, which was a bolt from the blue for Aunt Lin and his wife.

Of course, their originally poor family did not have the money to treat the child, but Aunt Lin and his wife did not give up the child because the child had epilepsy, but continued to raise him and be a virtuous wife and responsible mother.

Perhaps because of sheep epilepsy, Aunt Lin's son has been relatively withdrawn since he was a child, and he will have seizures of sheep epilepsy every once in a while, so Aunt Lin has been taking care of her son since he was a child.

But when they were all accustomed to the existence of this disease, another bad news befell them.

One night, it was a sweltering summer day.

That day, Aunt Lin's husband came home from work at the construction site, finished eating, and sat in the living room drinking tea, but while drinking, Aunt Lin's husband lay motionless on the hard wooden sofa.

At first, Aunt Lin thought that her husband was too tired from work and fell asleep while sitting, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

When Aunt Lin couldn't wake up no matter how she shouted, Aunt Lin finally realized that something was wrong. So she hurriedly called the people in the village to help take her husband to the hospital.

However, it was too late, and his husband had already died, due to a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, and coupled with the fact that he was not found in time, he could not even be saved.

When Aunt Lin heard the bad news, she fainted on the spot.

And that year, their son was just ten years old.

Time is a fake scar balm, allowing people to forget the scars for a while and move on with life.

For many nights, Aunt Lin lay on the bed and wiped her tears, and the tears wiped off and flowed out, and she couldn't stop it, but life had to go on, she still had a son to raise, and slowly, Aunt Lin gradually accepted the fact that she had no husband.

Without a husband, the family has not lost its financial resources, and without a husband, the pillars of the family will collapse.

There is no way, forced to live and have a son to take care of, Aunt Lin has no choice but to make herself a pillar and shelter her son from the wind and rain.

So Aunt Lin began to work around and earn money everywhere, just to make her son's life better, and more importantly, not to let people look down on her son.

Seeing that her son can live like a normal person and live happily, Aunt Lin feels that all the grievances, hardships and tears she has suffered are worth it, and she has no regrets.

Under his hard care and raising, his son finally grew up, and was taken to work at the construction site by a worker in the village, at first less than 100 yuan a day, slowly, the son became proficient in the work of the construction site, and the salary increased, it was already 200 yuan a day, Aunt Lin was very happy, and she was much more relaxed.

But then the problem also came, the son grew up, and it was time to marry a wife and have children. Countless girls were introduced through the matchmaker, but the girls heard that their son had sheep epilepsy, so they didn't want it, and then finally there was a lame girl who didn't dislike his son, Aunt Lin thought it was okay, it was considered a two-person tie, but then people regretted not wanting it, and Aunt Lin was so angry that she scolded others.

There was no way, Aunt Lin's son's marriage was delayed, and Aunt Lin continued to ask matchmakers to help find a suitable girl, but she didn't find it.

Therefore, Aunt Lin's son is now thirty years old and has not yet married.

Originally, Aunt Lin and her son had a good life.

But disaster struck again.

It was this time that my son had a seizure and fell on his back, breaking the back of his skull.

Aunt Lin burst into tears, not knowing what she had done in her previous life, and why disasters had befallen their family one after another.

And this time, her son's condition is very dangerous, and if there is not enough money for treatment, Aunt Lin's son may never wake up again.

For Aunt Lin, her son is the reason for her life, her son is her only support, and she does not allow her son to leave her, so she begged the village committee to help her.

Aunt Lin knew that the village committee had tried its best to help her raise more than 200,000 yuan, she was not the kind of person who didn't know anything, but the money was far from enough!

For the sake of her son, Aunt Lin had no choice but to make trouble, regardless of it, she only hoped that the village committee could help her find a way to save her poor son. Life has transformed Aunt Lin from a virtuous wife to an iron mother, and then grinded her into an old woman who can sprinkle.

"Don't say it, don't say it!" Huang Maoqiang shook his head weakly and said: "It's not that we don't want to help, seeing their family like this, I also feel pain in my heart, but we really tried our best!"

"Then how did you let Aunt Lin go?" Li Bochuan said.

"I told her that I would help her collect donations again and let her go back and wait for news!" Huang Maoqiang pinched the bridge of his nose and said with a headache.

"Then you've figured out how to raise it?" asked Li Bochuan.

"Nope!"

"Hmm..." Li Bochuan thought for a while and said, "I do have a note! I just don't know if it's suitable or not!"

"Tell me about it!" Huang Maoqiang said with his eyes lit up.

"You must know the principal of our school, and you can start a fundraiser in the school through the principal of our school. Li Bochuan said: "There are almost 20,000 people in our school, if each person donates five yuan, then there will be 100,000 yuan, doesn't it not only solve your urgent need, but also solve Aunt Lin's urgent need!

"Why didn't I think of it!" Huang Maoqiang groaned, thinking about whether Li Bochuan's attention was feasible or not, after thinking about it, Huang Maoqiang patted his thigh and said with a smile: "This attention is good, although it is definitely not as much money as you said in the end, but it is enough to solve Aunt Lin's urgent need now!"

The smile on the corner of Huang Maoqiang's mouth became more obvious.

Li Bochuan also laughed.

"Brother Li, you are really good enough!"