Chapter 1890 - 340_3

They are providing all the help they can, from start to finish, without ever indicating they wanted money.

After finishing the noodles, Li Zhiyuan asked them where he could find a vehicle, be it a car, minivan, or even a tractor.

To save Chen Xiyuan's life, she needed to go to the city, near the hospital he first visited when entering Luoyang.

While describing, gestures and sound effects were needed.

The old lady immediately understood, nodding vigorously, and then patted her chest.

The old man was deaf-mute, with difficult understanding, and the old lady had to use their sign language to explain.

After understanding, the old man hesitated for a moment then nodded emphatically and walked out with the old lady.

When the old man returned, he was pulling a cart he used for transporting melons.

After placing Chen Xiyuan on the melon cart, Li Zhiyuan wanted to pull it, but the old man refused. He strapped a band on himself, grasped the cart handles with both hands, and steadily walked forward.

Along the field path, they arrived at a village, where a tractor came out ahead, "du du du," with the old lady standing in the rear carriage, happily waving.

The man driving the tractor stopped, made a gesture of numbers to the old man, who nodded repeatedly.

This meant the tractor was hired for money.

Chen Xiyuan was placed on the tractor, and Li Zhiyuan told the driver the location of the hospital. People who are ill or injured need to go to the hospital; this was normal. The driver nodded, turned the tractor around, and drove off.

The old man and old lady stood there, watching.

Then, they seemed to notice something, and ran after them, each holding money in their hands. It was the money the young man had secretly put in their pockets earlier.

But they didn't run far before they stopped, gasping for air.

The tractor driver didn't notice them behind and continued driving.

Li Zhiyuan glanced at Chen Xiyuan, mimicked the gesture she once did to Tan Wenbin in the soup restaurant, and waved his hand to the old man and old lady.

The Heavenly Dao has eyes, otherwise, so many terrifying existences wouldn't all fear it.

But it must be very busy; many places it actually can't take care of. Kindness is rewarded with kindness, evil is punished with evil, but sometimes not accurately.

Li Zhiyuan waved his hand a few more times.

Hey,

Keep an eye.

…

Li Zhiyuan didn't let the tractor driver drive into the hospital but instead had him stop at the alley entrance across the street.

After getting off, the tractor driver asked Li Zhiyuan for the fare.

"They will give it to you."

"One's dumb, the other one's deaf; what if I can't get the money?"

"How much."

The driver said a number, which was twice what he had gestured to the old man earlier.

Li Zhiyuan gave him the money.

The driver took a cigarette, smiled, and drove away with the tractor.

Li Zhiyuan carried Chen Xiyuan into the alley.

Just as they entered, they encountered two women heavily made-up, who each exclaimed "Oh!" and proactively came over to help support her.

One asked, "What happened?"

The other asked, "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Li Zhiyuan: "It's okay, my sister just has low blood sugar."

The two women carried Chen Xiyuan and walked inside.

As they passed by many small massage shops on the way, quite a few women stood at the door waiting for business. Seeing this, they inquired what happened, and the two women replied, as per Li Zhiyuan's earlier statement, that it was low blood sugar.

Before long, Li Zhiyuan found his hands filled with candies, egg cakes, and his pockets stuffed as well.

These were their own daily snacks.

Li Zhiyuan rarely experienced such a scene before.

Mostly because his image and Chen Xiyuan's situation matched so well.

By now, it was afternoon, nearing dusk, the alley was about to hit the busiest time of the day.

All the neon signs and lights were already lit, making the whole alley sparkle.

In the narrow door and window of Yao's Tailor Shop, upstairs was the daughter of the little inn owner, the old lady, doing her sewing.

Women have many clothes and they wear out easily, so the demand for sewing and patching is high.

Some people simply can't do needlework;

Some could do it before but now their skills have degraded, besides, nowhere near as good as the old lady's skills. After mending, it doesn't show at all;

Some are very skilled at needlework, but not this kind of needlework.

The old lady charges very little, just symbolic, so she is very popular in this alley. During "off-season" time, besides those coming to her to mend clothes, there would be a group with plastic stools at her shop's entrance, chatting with her. If there were conflicts, they would seek her to judge.

People in this trade rarely work in their own locality, so the women here are all considered outsiders. At the old lady's, they can lessen the feeling of drifting.

The old lady also loves this life; her son had long told her to close the tailor shop, as it's not making much money anyway, besides, she should take a rest.

But she wasn't willing; she had experienced the hustle and bustle and wasn't ready to let go. She enjoyed this feeling of being needed.

Recalling back then, when she was a little girl, being held by the lady of the house, taken to the needlework yard.

Before a crowd of embroidery workers, the lady stripped the woman in charge who bullied her, trying to force her to marry her son, and whipped her while suspended.

While whipping, she cursed:

"The master of this house has the surname Liu, do you have the surname Liu trying to bully here?

Oh, it was lucky you didn't have the surname Liu. If someone with the surname Liu dared to bully like this, I wouldn't be whipping but wielding a sword today, directly chopping the head and offering it to the temple. Let's let the ancestors see, what kind of black sheep has appeared in the descendants!"