Ding Yelei's hospitalization this time emptied the thousands of dollars he had saved up in the past six months.

Ding Yelei didn't stay in the hospital for a few days, so he ignored everyone's obstruction and wanted to go home to recuperate.

Tang Yan didn't stop him, and went back to Ding's house with Gao Feng and Ding Yelei in a wheelchair.

Ding's family is in a town around Jindong City.

I live in one of those old-fashioned tube buildings.

The 3-storey building houses more than 20 families.

Seven households on each floor, sharing a toilet and a kitchen.

Ding's house is on the first floor, and Gao Feng is familiar with pushing Tang Yan's wheelchair and sending him and Ding Yelei into the house together.

As soon as he entered the door, even if Tang Yan was in a wheelchair, he felt that the lifting frame of the room was very low, and the whole room made people feel a little depressed.

Tang Yan and Ding Yelei were sick, and it took a lot of time to get home from the hospital, and now it was dark.

The whole room was dimly lit only by the incandescent lamp hanging in the middle, which was very dim.

Ding Jun was dressed in a somewhat shabby blue tunic and was on a wooden cane, walking anxiously around the ground.

saw Tang Yan and Ding Yelei enter the door.

Ding Jun immediately greeted him, took Tang Yan's wheelchair, and held Gao Feng's hand with a grateful expression.

"Xiaofeng, thanks to you, otherwise Uncle really doesn't know what to do!"

Gao Feng waved his hand: "Uncle, Lei Zi and I are iron brothers, you are polite to me." ”

He waved his hand at the three members of the Ding family again: "Uncle, and Sister Qin, I'll go home first." Leizi, if you need help with anything in the future, tell your brother directly. ”

"Don't rush to leave, let's have a bite to eat together." Ding Jun spoke up.

Gao Feng waved his hand: "My mother is still waiting for me at home, uncle, you are busy first." ”

After saying that, Gao Feng left, and intimately helped bring the door.

Without the light from the street lights outside, the house looked darker.

Ding Jun was a little taciturn, he didn't speak, and directly pushed Tang Yan to the dinner table.

asked Ding Yelei to sit at the table again.

He bent down, turned on the rice cooker on the stool, and began to serve the two children.

Ding Yelei looked at the two dishes on the table, and his face changed.

"Dad! Why are you stir-frying again? ”

Ding Jun has a very severe asthma, and the smoke from stir-frying vegetables is too large, so he can only cook boiled vegetables in normal times.

Ding Jun didn't raise his head and continued to bury his head in the meal: "You and Qinzi have just been discharged from the hospital, and we need to supplement our nutrition." ”

was originally a very common sentence, but I don't know why, Ding Yelei, who didn't even cry after the change of dressing after the operation, suddenly broke down and cried.

"Why do you have to stir-fry! If you have asthma, let me and my sister do something! ”

It seems that the shadow of this child's previous stimulation by the suicide of the original owner is still there.

Ding Yelei cried a little hysterically.

Ding Jun finally raised his head and looked at his son, tears welling up in his cloudy eyes.

"I should have died a long time ago, and if I had died, I wouldn't have dragged Kotoko to become what she is now."

Ding Jun's tone was very calm, calm with despair.

Ding Yelei was frightened and looked at Ding Jun's eyes nervously.

"Dad, don't scare me!"

"Xiao Lei, don't worry, Dad won't do stupid things." Ding Jun's voice was full of weakness, "Qinzi still needs someone to take care of her, and I can't die yet." ”

After speaking, Ding Jun hugged his head and cried.

Ding Yelei didn't cry, but turned around and pounded the wall with his fist in a bit of a collapse.

Tang Yan on the side looked stupid.

Wasn't it quite warm just now, why is it suddenly like this?

It seems that in the hearts of the two of them, they have accumulated too much powerlessness and helplessness in life.

What can she do for the family?

Tang Yan couldn't help but ask himself in his heart.

In fact, the source of all the misfortune in this family is not because of accidents, but because of poverty.

Because of poverty, I have low self-esteem, because I am poor and I am unable to face accidents, and because of poverty, as if I have lost my soul, I can only work hard and live mechanically every day.

Ding Yelei is a good younger brother, and he also has a love story that makes Tang Yan sigh.

Although Ding Jun did not give his sister and brother a good life, this is a limitation of ability and body.

The original owner, Ding Yaqin, became a college student in the 90s before the university expanded its enrollment, and Ding Jun supported it.

Don't look at Ding Jun saying that he has dragged down his children, but he has also paid a lot and is a good father.

Tang Yan is now Ding Yaqin, as a daughter and sister, she wants to change the status quo of the family and earn more money for the family.

But how do you make money?

She knows a lot of things, but the two people closest to the original owner are around, and what she does can't be too out of line, and it must be in line with the original owner's resume and knowledge, so there are many restrictions.

In addition, she is now missing a leg in her body, and many things are very laborious to do, and it is very difficult to earn the first pot of gold.

Everything was difficult at the beginning, Tang Yan fell into deep thought, and did not persuade him, let this vent his emotions.

After waiting for the old and the young, the two finally finished crying, and everyone began to eat.

Tang Yan held some black and greasy bamboo chopsticks and ate absentmindedly.

Ding Jun gave Tang Yan a chopstick to fry shredded potatoes.

"Kotoko, did it just scare you? Don't think about it. ”

Tang Yan came back to his senses and shook his head with a smile.

"Xiao Lei tried his best to save me and sober me up. Although I lost a leg, the skills I have learned over the years are still there, and I shouldn't just give up on myself! ”

Ding Jun's always sad face showed a rare smile.

"Kotoko, you can think like that, Dad is so happy."

"Sister, what do you want to do?" Ding Yelei asked with some curiosity.

He felt as if his sister had become different.

Tang Yan stretched out his hand and rubbed Ding Yelei's head with a smile.

"Sister starts tomorrow, to write, and strive to become a contemporary Helen Keller."

"Who?" Ding Yelei asked rhetorically.

Tang Yan's face froze, and then she reacted, although the general direction of this small world is no different from the world she is in, many details are different.

A famous writer is an insignificant speck of dust for the general direction of the times, and there is no Helen Keller, a famous writer with a disability, in this world.

"You don't know." Tang Yan changed the topic with a smile, "Xiao Lei, do you still have any scratch paper left over from school?" ”

When it comes to going to school, Ding Yelei's mood is obviously a little low.

He nodded with a forced smile: "There are a lot more, I will send them to my sister in a while." ”

He was very supportive of his sister's writing.

Although he doesn't think that his sister can really rely on writing, but with something to do, he shouldn't be depressed all day long.

Early in the morning of the second day.

Tang Yan sat in front of the original owner's small desk, holding a pen, thinking about which book to copy?

Yes, not really to write, but to be a copyist.

She actually doesn't want to be a copyist, but sitting in a wheelchair and writing to make money is the most suitable.

Moreover, Tang Yan has no literary and artistic cells, and his Chinese scores were the worst when he was in school. Although I have experienced a little more now, I can't write anything that sells too well.

Fortunately, there is a system of the main gods, and which one to copy if you want to.

It's just too many, it's hard to choose.

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