Paper horse incense shop

Chapter 90 Father Lu’s visit
  "The pottery jar is useful! Thank you very much, Sister Tu!"

"Thanks to you this time! If you come to the Northeast in the future, or if you have anything to do, just make this call. I, Hu Cheng, will do my best!"

The laughter over there was so loud that even through the phone, I could imagine the happy look on Mr. Hu’s face.

I opened and closed my mouth, and somehow I suddenly didn't want to tell the truth about Tao Weng.

There was a weak and gentle voice on Boss Hu's side, which seemed to be asking him who he was in a low voice. Boss Hu patiently explained a few words.

Listening to the woman's voice, I suddenly felt at ease for some reason, and I also understood that I shouldn't disturb you in the middle of the night, so I immediately said:

"That's good, then I can rest assured and won't bother you anymore."

The phone in my hand fell silent after a brief beep. The fatigue in the middle of the night seemed to have a pouring outlet at this time. I let go of the phone, and under the puzzled eyes of Xiao Forty, I slid down and slowly lay down.

The pottery urn is not a true longevity pottery urn.

It may have been Jiang Yuan's medicine jar in the past, and it was stained with a lot of medicinal juice.

However, after thousands of years of time and the previous washing and water extraction, the concoction may not have much effect left.

It is unknown how long those concoctions that have been used for many years can be used by Boss Hu's wife. It is also unknown whether they can really cure cancer.

It is even unknown whether Boss Hu's wife's improvement is related to the clay pot.

But can I tell Boss Hu?
  I can not.

Physical illness is easy to cure, but mental illness is difficult to treat.

Boss Hu and others probably all know the miraculous effects of this pottery urn. Once they know the truth and let go of their hearts, they may become completely desperate and die.

It doesn't matter if the pottery urn has some effect. The most important thing is that everyone believes that it is useful, and that's fine.

Besides, there are ghosts and demons in this world. If this pottery urn can save people, then it is time to gather the power of thought and incense from hundreds of schools of thought to become a magical artifact.
  I slowly closed my eyes with vague anticipation in my heart.

What woke me up again was a phone call. Xiao Forty obediently held the phone to my hand. When I pressed the answer button, I vaguely felt that the voice sounded familiar. After listening to it for a long time, I finally realized who it was——

Father Lu, Professor Lu.

Father Lu’s voice was still so calm:
  ".That's it. Is it convenient for a visit?"

I had just gotten up and was still a little confused, so I opened my mouth and asked:

"what?"

Father Lu paused and repeated helplessly:
  "I said, my daughter Nana, Luna, because of your relief last time, decided to open a voluntary protection station for women in Anxing Town."

"Probably I want to do my best to eliminate illiteracy for local women, provide adult literacy education, provide some domestic violence protection, or fund voluntary support projects for women to go out of the mountains."

"Her mother and I are very supportive of her ability to do this."

"That's why I transferred my work to Anxing this time. If I don't choose to leave us, I will most likely not leave in the future."

"Nana is much better now. I went to the hospital after I came back yesterday. When she came to see me, she heard me talking about you. She heard that you had also moved to the town, so she always wanted to come and see you. ."

"That's probably it, so is it convenient for us to visit you?"

It turns out that this time I was not asked to visit them, but they came to visit me.

And Luna and the others are not planning to leave? !

I reacted for a long time, and then I finished digesting what Father Lu said, and my heart was filled with turmoil:
  "Okay! Convenient!"

"I'll give you my address now. You can come over at any time."

Father Lu seemed to be relieved when he heard my reply. He simply confirmed it and hung up the phone.

I was stunned for a few minutes before I came to my senses and quickly started tidying up the already spotless paper horse incense shop.

Although it was already clean, it felt different when old friends came to visit.

Besides, this old friend has to do something that symbolizes greatness in my heart. Women’s protection station!

Although I have walked out of the mountains, gone to university, and seen the wider world, I have only seen such terms in big cities.

And they are usually sites whose purpose is to accommodate women who have been victims of domestic violence, regulate the relationship between couples, and persuade them to get together.

What Luna has to do is greater and more difficult.

In this poor, backward and ignorant mountainous area, literacy, domestic violence protection, including letting women know their rights and interests are not easy.

They seem to be natural reproductive tools. Even for women who have studied for a few years, it is common for them to have seven or eight female children and one male child at home after marriage.

Because the sky is only so big, and so is everyone.

But it's different now. Someone seems to want to tell all the women here that there is a broader sky on the other side of the mountain.
  Then she can save many people, and of course she deserves to be called a great person.

I can't imagine how far things would have gone if I hadn't heard Luna's cry for help in the cellar that dark night and just left.

Perhaps this girl, along with those poor abducted women, died at the hands of men long ago, let alone protecting women now.
  Every turn of fate often brings terrible repercussions.

I didn’t know what I should do, so I could only wipe the table with all my strength, trying to show the best side of the paper horse incense shop.

Again and again.

It wasn't until I heard the sound of brakes in front of the shop that I came to my senses and looked up at the door.

The car stopped at the door was a low-key business car. A young man got out of the driver's seat and took out a wheelchair from the trunk. Lu's father got out of the passenger cab. They worked together to open the door of the trunk and pulled out a hand and foot. The girl, who was wearing a plaster, helped her down.

I know that girl, she's Luna.

Her physical condition was still not good. There were still bags of various sizes hanging around her body, and her head was the only one that could move her entire body.

But her eyes were as bright as when they first met.

Also. Very dazzling.

Especially when Luna was pushed into my store by Father Lu and then saw me, her eyes seemed to be as bright as fireworks exploding.

Luna raised a big smile:

"Liu Bai, can I call you that?"

"I heard your name from dad. Thank you for saving me."

I reached out and held her hand, and heard my own voice:
  "of course can."

I actually didn’t remember what Luna and I said at all, but I remembered every word she said. She broke down her future plans with me one by one. We talked until very late and exchanged information. contact information.

Lu's father drank several pots of tea in my shop, and finally Lu's mother made several phone calls. Luna reluctantly said goodbye to me, and agreed to invite me as a guest after the protection station was built.

I agreed one by one and sent them both to the car.

Father Lu then said to me:

"Miss Tu, thank you for saving me again from Boss Hu last time."

"I will be in Anxing from now on. If you need help with anything, just ask."

I pondered for a moment, but without any hesitation, I took out the pen and paper I had with me, wrote a name, and handed it to Father Lu:
  "Then I'm sorry to trouble you, Uncle Lu. You have a lot of connections. Can you help me look up this name?"

There were only three words written on the paper.

Li Xianyun.

He is, my father.

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