Chapter 153 First Aid

"15 million..."

Han Feng said without hesitation: "Okay, give me your Alipay account number!"

Ah Qiang was stunned. Yes, he didn't know that Han Feng would give it to him so directly. He had thought that he would be delayed or refused...but Han Feng's tone did not hesitate at all.

"What are you doing in a daze? Give me your account number!"

"xxxxx"

"Ding Dong~" The money arrived in the account instantly, Ah Qiang was so excited that he couldn't speak at this time, and hugged Han Feng, even his body trembled slightly.

"What's the matter, this is, you should relax first... Let's talk slowly if there is something to do!"

Ah Qiang let go of his hands, his eye circles were a little red, which made people a little touched.

"My grandma's heart disease is getting more and more serious. I came back from the hospital yesterday evening. The day after tomorrow, I said that I will have an operation, and it will cost 18. So..."

Only then did Han Feng regain his senses. It turned out to be his grandma's business. No wonder he asked for so much money at once...

"It's okay, don't help the poor, if you don't have enough money, tell me, and I'll transfer some to you!"

Ah Qiang nodded his head again and again, the look of joy on his face was self-evident...
Han Feng looked at his back, frowned, and couldn't bear it in his heart.
Hastily shouted: "Ah Qiang, you will go back to spend the next two days with the old man, you can rest assured in the shed!"

Ah Qiang nodded, indicating that he knew, Han Feng sighed slightly, and shouted.

"Wait for me for 10 minutes!"

He also stopped, not knowing what happened to Han Feng, but he also knew that there must be something wrong.

After 10 minutes, Han Feng came out with a half-snakeskin bag in his hand, patted Ah Qiang and said, "Let's go! Let's go back to your house together!"

He was slightly taken aback, then nodded heavily, and the two of them walked towards Aqiang's house one after another without a word.

after awhile.
"Grandpa, I'm back!"

"Why did you come back so early today? Hey, isn't this Xiaofeng... Come, come, come in and sit!"

Ah Qiang's grandfather belonged to the kind who didn't talk much, and didn't say a lot, and the smile he showed occasionally really made people feel very sincere.

"Grandma, are you in the room?" Ah Qiang asked softly.

"Here, I didn't sleep well at noon, and now I'm rolling on the bed again..."

Han Feng smiled slightly and said, "Grandpa, let your family eat these fruits!"

"Xiaofeng,...how embarrassing this is, Ah Qiang is thanks to you for taking care of me..."

"It's okay, they are all brothers who wear trousers and play together until they grow up, they are all from our own family, don't be so polite..."

He was too embarrassed to pick it up, and Ah Qiang didn't shirk it, and just took it. He knew that Han Feng was not the kind of person who likes to be polite.

"Then go in and be with your grandma, I'll just sit outside!" Han Feng urged softly.

Ah Qiang nodded, and walked in lightly.

Grandpa Ah Qiang signaled Han Feng to sit down, and Han Feng sat down with a smile.

His house is also a tile-roofed house, but it is a little younger than the old house. It is made of red stones and dark tiles. The concrete floor was hit, and a few chickens and ducks were swaying in it.

The bitch of their family came in, with that little brown thing at her feet, but it was slightly smaller than the two raised by Han Feng. There was no way Han Feng was willing to feed them every day. point darts
"Xiaofeng, you read a lot, but it's different. This time, you're doing big things!"

"Grandpa, don't praise me. If I'm alone, I'm too busy. If Ah Qiang hadn't gone over to help me, I wouldn't be able to get away from the fields..."

He laughed happily and kept laughing. Everyone likes others to praise their grandson.

"Well... Ah Qiang, if there is anything wrong with it, you can scold him hard and let him have a better memory!"

Han Feng smiled slightly and said honestly, "Don't worry about that, I won't be polite to him!"

"Xiaofeng, you also know that Aqiang's parents were not around when he was a child, and sometimes he feels inferior. I don't read much and I don't know how to speak. You can discuss these things with him when you have time. Discuss with him what young people should and should not do, and let him not care about these external reasons!"

"Haha, I see... don't worry about grandpa, as long as there is a chance, I will definitely do it well!"

He smiled kindly, and his hair was already half white. Seeing him today, he felt a little older than before. It seemed that his wife's illness had also been affecting him.

A few minutes later, Ah Qiang came out with some snacks in his hand and put them on the stool by the door.

"Brother Feng, you can eat by yourself, I'll go in first!"

"Xiao Feng, let's eat something! It's rare to sit and chat together."

Han Feng nodded, grabbed a small handful of melon seeds and kowtowed them on his hand.

Sometimes, caring does not need to say too many words, a movement, a look, or a behavior can be felt by others.

The world is impermanent, Ah Qiang's grandma's illness can affect Ah Qiang's heart, and it can also affect Han Feng's heart. People are emotional animals, and they also like to hug each other to keep warm. Everyone knows that the rabbit dies and the fox grieves...
Time passed in such a silent manner, and the sky gradually darkened.

Han Feng clapped his hands, and it seemed that Aqiang's grandfather was driving chickens and ducks into the cage not far away.

"Grandpa, I'll go back first! When Ah Qiang is free, let him go and help me!"

"Xiao Feng, are you leaving now? How about leaving after dinner?

"No, I still have something to do, I'll go back first!" After finishing speaking, he walked out.

Ah Qiang, who was in the room, came out, glanced at Han Feng's back, and there was more gratitude in his eyes, the purest gratitude.

After returning to the old house, Han Feng also put a hemp rope around A Huan's head, and then led him to the direction of the shed. No one was watching the shed, so he had no choice but to do so.

After finishing, he washed his hands and walked back to the old house.

Because it was already dark, he really had something else to do, nothing else but to go back to Red Star.

I was carrying a large bag of urea in my hand, and I covered it with a snakeskin bag, the smell was really a bit pungent...

After getting down the ancient well with ease, the scene in front of him suddenly changed as soon as he pressed the strange stone in his hand.

The white sky, the red land, a few breezes blowing from time to time, slightly blowing the weeds on the eaves of the dilapidated house...
Cautiously, I looked at the surrounding situation, and I was afraid that there would be some accidents like last time.

A few minutes later, Han Feng repeatedly confirmed that there was no one around. To be precise, there were no living things.

He walked to a relatively hidden corner, put down the things in his hand, put the shrunken Harley on the ground, and restored it to its original state.

(End of this chapter)

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