Rebirth: I Have a Spiritual Spring

Chapter 332: Retrieve the spiritual spring and ask for help

As the minibus drove on the national road that was familiar with potholes, Zhang Wanwan's body swayed back and forth. Along the way, she discovered that the entire road was under construction.

She knew that in about two years this national highway would become as easy to travel as an expressway. Her thoughts were swaying and flying away. After a while, the car stopped. Zhang Yuanyuan took a look outside and found that she had arrived at Qingpu Passenger Transport Center Station. .

Since she only had a small bag with her, it was quite easy to change trains. She found a more serious-looking motorcycle taxi driver to give her address, and she was quickly sent to her destination.

In recent years, with the development of Pu City, rural villages like Xiqiao Village have seen more and more young people. Even the number of middle-aged people has decreased by more than half. Almost everyone works outside and only come back during the holidays. , on ordinary days like this, the village is as quiet as a deserted village. Only a few old people gather together to chat and talk, and most of the people working in the fields are old people.

Master Mo sent Zhang Wanwan to the door of his old house, collected the money and left immediately.

Zhang Wanwan looked at the old house in front of her that was full of traces of time, and suppressed the excitement and expectation in her heart to slowly open the rusty iron lock.

When I opened the door and walked in, the desolate feeling was even worse. Because Zhang's mother was ill these years, Zhang's father had no time to come back. The dust in the old house where no one had come in for many years had accumulated a foot thick, and it was hard to step on it. Clear shoe prints can be seen.

Zhang Wanwan smiled bitterly, closed the door and walked straight to her grandfather's room. Her target was the antique cabinet. After moving all the drawers out, Zhang Wanwan finally saw the familiar landscape painting.

She still felt extremely amazed when she took another look at it. She touched it with her right hand tremblingly, but she didn't feel the same as before. The painting was still as lifelike.

Zhang Wanwan frowned deeply, and after thinking for a long time, she came up with the key point, and muttered: "Is it blood?"

Unable to figure it out, she simply bit her finger and touched it again. In just a moment, the painting lost its aura and turned into an ordinary landscape depiction.

Zhang Wanwan was overjoyed and slowly closed her eyes with tears in her eyes. This time she saw the spiritual spring in her consciousness again, and the big stone hanging on her chest finally fell to the ground steadily.

With this spiritual spring, she doesn't have to worry about Zhang's mother dying early due to illness, let alone her failure to make money.

After tidying up the things in the room, Zhang Wanwan opened the room where Zhang's father and Zhang's mother lived before. There were only some rags inside and a bed that could no longer sleep on.

Zhang Wanwan's head was full of black lines. She couldn't clean it even if she wanted to clean it. She had no choice but to call Li Yongfu and ask him and Li Zhijie to come over and help.

It happened to be almost ten o'clock, and the morning market had already passed. At this time, there was no need for two people at the market, so Li Yongfu immediately rode his motorcycle to Xiqiao Village.

Li Zhijie took the job and had free time. He met Li Yongfu for a drink on the way, and the father and son rushed to the Zhang family's old house together.

Zhang Wanwan was still struggling to carry water when she heard someone knocking on the door and ran to open it.

"Uncle, cousin, you are finally here!" Zhang Wanwan said with relief.

Li Yongfu was extremely worried, "Aren't you studying in Beijing? Why are you back at this time? Where are your parents?" Zhang Wanwan didn't explain clearly on the phone, which made Li Yongfu feel anxious all the way. Almost racing here.

Zhang Wanwan stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, "I'm the only one here. I have more free time this semester. I happen to be back at school to take care of my mother when I have nothing to do. We plan to tidy up the old house and create two or three rooms. Send my mother here to recover."

"Nonsense!" Li Yongfu's face changed greatly when he heard this. "Your mother's body is just like that. How can you joke about your future! It's not easy for your family to have a college student from a prestigious university like you. Your parents Still counting on Where's your Guangzong Yaozu? No, I have to call your dad to tell you why I'm delaying you so much! Even if I want to send your mother back to recover, you don't need to be here to take care of her! At worst, your aunt and I will take turns taking care of you. She is it!"

When he mentioned his little sister Li Yongfu, he also had a serious look on his face, but he knew in his heart that his little sister's temperament would never allow his child to delay his future because of her.

Zhang Wanwan felt that Li Yongfu was unable to communicate now, so she had no choice but to hook up with Li Zhijie and ask him to help move things first.

Here, Li Yongfu talked with Zhang's father for several minutes before hanging up, and came over seriously to help. After all the things in the three rooms were moved out, Li Yongfu had time to talk to Zhang Wanwan.

"Girl, I don't understand your studies. It's a good thing that you have filial piety, but you must not delay yourself by taking care of your mother, otherwise your mother will feel even more guilty." Li Yongfu advised earnestly.

Zhang Wanwan smiled and patted her chest, assuring her: "Uncle, don't worry, I know what's going on. Besides, I still need to make money to treat my mother's illness! How can I delay making money just because I'm taking care of my mother?"

When Li Yongfu heard this, he immediately fell silent.

Here, Li Zhijie was panting from exhaustion. He found a step and sat down casually. He said feebly: "Dad, don't worry about it. My cousin knows it well. You don't understand what young people think, so don't give random orders!"

"Drink!" Li Yongfu raised his hand to greet Li Zhijie. Li Zhijie jumped up and quickly went to help Zhang Wanwan shake the water.

The three of them worked from morning to afternoon, and finally cleared out three rooms and a hall, but they were empty, with nothing on them. The walls were made of stone slabs without plaster, and they looked extremely shabby.

Li Zhijie couldn't stand it, and said to Zhang Yuanyuan: "Cousin, how about I find someone to come over tomorrow and help you paint these four rooms with whitewash, so that they look cleaner, and install bright light bulbs so that they can be lived in more easily." It won’t be that shabby.”

Zhang Wanwan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Cousin, tell me how much it will cost when the time comes, and I will pay for it."

"Tch! How can I ask for money from you for such a small job?" Li Zhijie showed an attitude of refusing to ask for money.

Li Yongfu echoed from the side: "Your cousin is right, it's just a small job and it doesn't cost much. Just think of it as his filial piety to his aunt, no need to be polite to him!"

Zhang Wanwan knew that they wanted to help her, so she did not refuse.

Before leaving, she handed the key to the old house to Li Zhijie. It would take at least a few days to put on the white ash. Then she would wait until Li Zhijie notified her before sending Mrs. Zhang over.

(End of chapter)