A few days passed calmly, and the school was about to be closed, and Yang Yichen was homesick after coming out for so long.

Yang Yichen walked on the street boredly, looking up at the sky, it was dark, and it seemed that it was going to rain soon.

Yang Yichen didn't want to go shopping anymore, so he turned around and walked back directly. At this time, a noise caught his attention, Yang Yichen looked for the voice, his eyesight was very good, and immediately saw an old man with a wrinkled face and more than half of his hair was arguing with a young man about something?

The young man went too far and pushed the old man to the ground, and the old man said with a begging face: "Don't take the money, that's our family's food money, you took it all, what do we eat?"

"Old thing, I don't care what you eat, anyway, since you gave birth to me, I will be responsible for raising me, this little money is not enough for me to spend, I am really unlucky how can I have a father like you!"

After hearing this, the old man looked bitter, sat on the ground, and watched the young man leave with gloomy eyes. The onlookers around were angry, but everyone in this society was hanging high, and no one stood up to say that young man.

After listening to their conversation, Yang Yichen knew that they were father and son, the young man was estimated to be the same age as himself, and the old man was estimated to be sixty or seventy years old, and he was old enough to have a son!

The old man sighed as he cleaned up the vegetable stall that his son had kicked into, with a sad face.

Yang Yichen saw that the old man was bent over his waist and was picking up the vegetables with difficulty, some of the dishes had been trampled, it was really cute, and the even more beautiful thing was that it suddenly rained at this time, although the rain was not very heavy, but the onlookers had already run away to hide from the rain.

Yang Yichen originally thought that the old man would go to hide from the rain, but he didn't expect the old man to carefully pick up the vegetable leaves on the ground, even if he stepped on them.

Seeing the old man getting wet in the rain, it was so pitiful, Yang Yichen couldn't turn a blind eye even if he was hard-hearted, and ran over to help him pick up the vegetable leaves on the ground.

Yang Yichen said while helping him pick it up: "The old man, these vegetable leaves are all rotten, don't do it." ”

"No! These dishes can be eaten when you pick them up! Young man, thank you very much, you better hurry up and hide from the rain!"

"It's okay, I'm strong and I'll be fine in the rain. ”

Soon Yang Yichen helped him clean up the vegetable stall, and the old man wanted to carry the vegetable basket home, Yang Yichen saw that his legs and feet seemed to be twisted, and he had a little difficulty walking, guessing that he might have twisted it when he was pushed down.

"Old man, let me pick it!" Yang Yichen grabbed the burden and put it on his shoulders without waiting for him to agree.

"How can this be, young man! I'll do it! Go back quickly, or it will rain harder." ”

"It's okay! I'm not in a hurry to go back. Yang Yichen saw that he was really twisted to this time, and it was very painful to walk, so he squatted in front of him and said, "The old man will carry you when he comes up!"

"No, no, I'll go by myself, you've already helped me carry the burden, how can you still let you carry me. ”

"Old man, you twisted your foot, it's very difficult to walk now, I'm strong and carrying you on my back as if it's playing, you can come up quickly! ”

The old man saw that he had been insisting, and hesitated to let him carry it. The old man looked at the young man and was very moved, his own son was not as good as this young man to himself, if his son could be half as good as him, then he would be blind even if he died.

There is still a long way to go from the place where the old man lives and where he sells vegetables, Yang Yichen walks like flying, although he carries a burden on his body and carries people on his back, but the speed is not slow at all, and it takes more than 20 minutes to reach the place where the old man lives.

When he came to the place where the old man lived, what did Yang Yichen see? The low early wooden house, this kind of house has stone underneath, wood in the middle, and tiles on top, Yang Yichen carried him in, it was dark and damp inside, it was uncomfortable to live in this kind of place, and I don't know how he adapted to living for so long.

When they entered, a weak voice came from the house: "You're back!"

"Yes, I'm back!"

"Did the food sell well today?" the old man looked bitter and didn't know how to answer.

"Young man, this is my old wife, sick in bed, staying in the house all day and unable to come out to move. ”

"Oh!" Yang Yichen was also a little sour in his heart, this family was simply pitiful.

The old man wanted to pour water for him to drink, but when he touched the water bottle and found that there was no water in it, he was embarrassed to let him sit down first, so he went to boil the water.

Yang Yang Yichen looked around the room, the whole room was only a few chairs and a small wooden table for eating, there were no decent electrical appliances, at least there should be a rice cooker! No!

At this time, the rain outside was heavier, Yang Yichen felt something dripping on his head, and when he looked up, he saw that the roof was leaking, and the water was dripping down.

It's a terrible living environment.

After a while, the old man boiled the water and poured it into the bowl for him to drink, Yang Yichen took the bowl and saw that the bowl was missing a corner.

Yang Yichen blew on the water in the bowl, and then took a few sips, not disgusted at all.

The old man was very embarrassed, and his face was a little inferior, and he looked at him with a wry smile.

"The young man's conditions are like this, please don't be surprised if the hospitality is not good. ”

"It's okay, the water is sweet and delicious. "In fact, this water smells of, and it is estimated that the well water is polluted by.

At this time, there was a violent coughing sound in the house, and the old man immediately ran into the room, and Yang Yichen also put down the bowl and followed over to take a look.

The old man took out a spittoon from under the bed to spit on his wife, Yang Yichen looked at the phlegm and yellow and a little bloodshot, and then looked at the old man's face, Yang Yichen immediately knew that the old man had lung cancer, and the situation was at an advanced stage.

The old man's cough finally stopped for a long time, and at this time the person was not as uncomfortable as before.

"Wife, who is this young man?"

"Oh, he's a nice guy, he came back on the way to pick out my groceries, and he carried me back. ”

The grandmother saw that her wife's expression was very painful when she walked, so she asked worriedly, "Wife, have you twisted your foot?"

"It's fine! just twisted slightly, I'll just rub it myself later. ”

Yang Yichen said at this time: "Uncle, does the aunt have a one-year history of this disease, and it looks like lung cancer!"

They were all obviously stunned, they didn't know what kind of disease they had at all, and they thought it was caused by a cold, and when they heard Yang Yichen's words, they couldn't help but change their faces a little.

Yang Yichen looked at them with an expression of obvious ignorance and asked, "Didn't you go to the hospital for a check-up?"

The uncle said sadly: "How can you afford to go to the hospital to see a doctor!"