Chapter 95 Donation
Little Yueya possessed the clay doll, and Xu Qingling and Shasha returned to the Leave Requesting Department, giving Little Yueya some time alone with her father, Lin Qu.
Little Yueya really wants to know how her parents are doing now.
Now, she has seen her father, but she just doesn’t know where her mother is.
As for her mother, Xiao Yueya missed her very much, even though she learned from Xu Qingling that her parents were separated, and her mother even had a new family and a new baby.
But Xiao Yueyue didn't resent her mother. If she had a new family and a new baby to accompany her mother, she would be happier, and she would be willing to see it.
She is just a little scared.
I am afraid that my mother will forget the little crescent moon.
In Xiao Yueyue’s memory, her mother was really kind and gentle. She would always stay with her when she was sick, hold her to sleep, and sing nice songs to her...
Mom, Little Crescent Moon is back to see you. Where are you?
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Little Yueyue never thought that her father would live in such a place.
The dilapidated and narrow one-room bungalow looks like someone else's old house. It is surrounded by densely packed houses, which almost block all the light.
I don’t know if it’s going to rain, it’s getting very dark.
When Lin Qu opened the iron door, Little Crescent Moon glanced in and saw that it was dark, without a trace of light, and moisture was coming.
With a snap, the light was turned on, illuminating the room instantly.
In the narrow single room, there is a bed, which has taken up two-thirds of the space. In the remaining space, there is a small table with no chairs. I don’t know if there is no place to put it. Or not in itself.
There is no kitchen or balcony, only a toilet not far away.
The remaining main room can only accommodate one person walking.
Lin Qu placed the two-layer drawer containing the plasticine and clay figurines on the table, took out the clay figurines from his coat pocket, and placed them carefully on the bedside.
Then he sat on the bed and stared at the clay doll in a daze.
The room was very quiet, so quiet that one could hear Lin Qu's breathing. This moment seemed to be Lin Qu's special relaxation time.
Dad, why do you want to live here?
Little Yueya is a little confused. Although her soul body still looks like she was 5 years old when she died of illness, she has been in the underworld for 8 years. In fact, her mind is now 13 years old. In the underworld, She has also grown a lot.
I now know many things that I didn’t understand before.
For example, she knew that her father's income from setting up a stall selling clay figurines today was quite a lot. In total, it was much more than those who went to work.
She has always known that the clay figurines made by her father are very popular. She knew this when she followed her father out to set up a stall.
Now, although Dad has lost both hands, his skill at making clay figures is even better than before.
Little Crescent Moon thought of the house where she lived with her parents when she was still alive.
The house is actually not very big, but there are rooms for mom and dad, and next door is little Crescent Moon’s room. Mom will cook in the kitchen, and dad will hang clothes to dry in the sun. The sun shines through the balcony. Entering the living room brings light and warmth to the room.
The underworld has been dark all year round, with no sunlight visible.
Xiaoyueya stayed in the underworld for 8 years. She didn’t like that environment.
So she hopes that her father can live in a bright and warm place.
According to the money my father earns, even if he cannot afford to buy a house, he can rent a better place.
Why not?
Soon, Little Crescent Moon knew the answer.
Lin Qu, who had been in a daze, seemed to have finally come to his senses and started to move.
He started to calculate today’s income.
Almost no cash, only 30 yuan, mostly income from mobile phone payments.
Little Crescent Moon took a peek and saw that there were 820 yuan.
She remembered that her father used to work in a company and his daily salary was 150 yuan.
Now, my father’s daily income from setting up a stall selling clay figurines is much more than the original 150 yuan. So why doesn't he rent a better place?
Staying in this dim place without any light or warmth, looking at the dull and silent father, Xiao Yueyue felt a little distressed.
Wait, what is dad doing?
Soon, she saw that her father was transferring money, and the other party in the account was...
[Love has no boundaries! Mr. Lin Qu, thank you for your donation of 820 yuan to the HA City Children's Leukemia Foundation...]
Xiao Yueyue was startled for a moment. During the 8 years in the underworld, she learned calligraphy from a kind-hearted ghost mother-in-law. So she can understand these words.
Donation, Children's Leukemia Foundation...
It turns out that dad donated the money. Xiao Yueyue can imagine that every day in the past 8 years, dad has done the same thing. stall, returned home, and donated almost all of his income.
No wonder, no wonder Dad didn't rent a better place.
After donating, he had almost no money left.
Children's Leukemia Foundation, of course she knows why her father donated money, because, she.
Because she died of leukemia. Looking back now, it was a serious illness. She remembered that she was hospitalized for half a year and consumed all her parents' savings. In the end, her mother had no choice but to sell the house.
Little Yueya thought, that house is the home of their family of three.
The loss of the house seemed to indicate the breakup of their family of three.
Indeed, she couldn’t be cured and died in the end.
And her parents also divorced before she knew it.
Now, she doesn’t even know where her mother is.
Now, my father donates all the money he earns to the Children's Leukemia Relief Foundation. Little Yueya knows that it is because of her.
Perhaps Dad hopes that his money can be used for children who also need help.
Perhaps, dad is also trying to accumulate blessings for her.
Dad~
Thinking of this, Little Crescent Moon's eyes filled with tears again.
For a moment, she didn't know whether to approve of her father's behavior, or to persuade her father to think more about himself.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a strange female voice suddenly came.
"Brother Lin, are you there?"
Lin Qu seemed to know who the man was, so he stood up and opened the door.
And Xiao Yueyue, who was following her father, also saw clearly the person standing outside the door.
She is an aunt about the same age as her father, with short to medium hair. In Little Yueya's opinion, this aunt is naturally not as good-looking as her mother, Wen Qian.
However, this aunt has a delicate appearance, very white skin, and a gentle smile on her face, which makes her feel very comfortable.
"Brother Lin, you haven't eaten yet. I made too much tonight and couldn't finish it, so I thought of bringing some to you." Wang Yao moved the lunch box he was holding to Lin Qu. Passed it in front of me.
"No, you don't have to give it to me, you don't have to worry about me."
"Oh, I didn't give it to you specifically, I just made too much, take it." Wang Yao spoke softly, but with a tone that could not be rejected.
Pushing the lunch box into Lin Qu's hand, "When I first came here, thanks to your help, Brother Lin, I was able to gain a foothold here. I just delivered some meals, nothing more. Besides, We are also neighbors and should take care of each other.”
Lin Qu seemed to be convinced by Wang Yao's words and did not refuse anymore.
Before leaving at the end, Wang Yao took a deep look at Lin Qu and said: "Brother Lin, no matter what you want to do, health is the most important thing. Only when you are healthy, you can do whatever you want to do." Things can be done."
Lin Qu's eyes moved, as if he was touched.
Yes, good health is the most important thing.
(End of this chapter)