As soon as I entered the yard, before I could put down the pig grass, a heart-wrenching cough came from the room.

Fu Qi's expression changed, and he hurriedly threw the pig grass on his back and the sickle to his feet, and ran towards the room with a windy look under his feet.

The dark room was filled with the smell of Chinese medicine that never dissipated for many years. There was a shabby wooden bed in the corner, washed white, blue and white sheets, and a haggard woman lying on the side.

Hearing the footsteps coming, she hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth, and coughed so hard that she suddenly felt sickly red on her face, "Manman is back."

Fu Qi walked to the bed in two steps at a time to help the woman up, and then skillfully followed her back. With the other hand, he skillfully lifted the heater from the bedside table next to him and poured a glass of water, "Mom, you drink a glass of water first, I'll cook the medicine for you."

Fu Qing took the water and raised her head and took a sip. The itchy feeling that was pressing down in her throat could no longer be controlled. She choked and coughed out in one sip of water. A pool of water stains suddenly appeared on the clean quilt.

The cough was even more powerful than before. Fu Qi hurriedly took the water cup and wanted to put it on the cabinet. However, he let go before he could reach the place. The quilt fell on the soil and was not broken, but the splashed water dripping all over her trousers and shoes.

She couldn't care about all this now. She accelerated the hand along Fu Qing's back and used her other hand to reach the pills placed in the drawer at the head of the bed.

"Mom, don't be anxious, take a deep breath, do what I said, huh... · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·

After a lot of panic, Fu Qi helped Fu Qing lie down slowly. Seeing her feeling more comfortable with the pills in her mouth, she stood up and walked to the cabinet next to her and took a new quilt, replaced the wet quilt on the bed, and carried it to the yard to pull the quilt cover and soak it in water. Only then did she have the time to replace the wet cloth shoes and pants.

After almost taking care of herself, she hurriedly took out the medicine bag from the cabinet in the next room and ran to the stove in the kitchen to boil the medicine.

These are all cooked every day. With the crackling sound of dry firewood, Fu Qi unconsciously took out the phone in his pocket again. After unlocking it, he stayed on the call record. She looked blankly at the top number for a long time before reaching out to press it. The next second a dialog box popped up on the phone screen. She moved her hand to the bottom of the "Delete Call Record" column and reached out to press it.

The incoming call ringtone that came with the phone suddenly rang at this moment.

She paused her fingers, looked at the strange number that appeared on the screen, bit her lip and cut it open and connected.

"Hey, hello."

An Hao was on the microphone and heard the other party’s slightly dull voice, and said, “Hello, Miss Fu Qi, I am one of the person in charge of the yt brand model auditions.”

Fu Qi couldn't help but shrink when he heard this self-introduction.

"Sorry, I don't have this intention now."

"Ms. Fu Qi, sorry I didn't see you performing at the audition site at that time, but I just watched your audition video. To be honest, I admire you on the runway."

The sound in the microphone was gentle and perfect tone set off. The appreciation of her was heard in her ears and inadvertently poured into her heart.

Fu Qi couldn't help but his heart beat wildly.

But after jumping wildly, she smelled the fragrance of herbal medicine that was blown into her nose by the wind, and her heart quickly became silent again.

"Thank you for your appreciation, but I......"

An Hao smiled from the microphone, "Miss Fu Qi, please listen to me, okay?"

Fu Qi's words of rejection slowly disappeared in the other party's voice.

"I roughly understand that Miss Fu Qiyu should have some difficulties, otherwise she would not have asked for advance wages. She just doesn't know where your difficulties come from. I don't want to give up a talent with infinite possibilities. So, if there are difficulties, you can tell me and we will help you solve them."

Fu Qi stuffed a piece of dry firewood into the stove, picked up the fan next to him and fanned it. He listened to the words in the microphone and felt a little shocked.

Among them are ironed and there is also a hint of disbelief.

She never felt that her role was so great.

Thinking of this, Fu Qi couldn't help but look out through the small kitchen window.

According to the old people in the village, their Changliu Village was still a tribe of a large family in ancient times, and it still retains part of its inheritance. But what can this happen?

Today's society has changed from self-sufficiency to money supremacy. Most young people in the village go out to work and get married and have children. Who would be willing to keep food and clothing in front of this small village for that inheritance?

She saw that there were fewer and fewer young people in the village, but more and more elderly people. I thought I could not live many things. Without the inheritance of young people in the ancestors, the Changliu Village with ancient heritage, which was passed down by word of mouth by word of mouth by the elderly, will only become an ordinary small village.

Her father, who had never been masked since childhood, didn't know whether he died outside or forgot about her and her mother. Fu Qi had no hope for this person who gave her other half of his blood relationship.

Doctor Wei at the village entrance also said that his herbs are only used to treat symptoms but not root causes for my mother. Unless you have enough money and go to a hospital in a big city to take a look, there may be a glimmer of hope.

This was her original intention of proposing advance wages.

Due to the changes in the weather during this period, my grandma's condition seemed to be worse. Fu Qi knew that my grandma could no longer afford to delay it.

And she herself did not dare to deceive herself and said she did not desire the runway.

It was a dream she thought was out of reach.

Listening to the encouragement from the microphone, she now longs for herself to stand on the highly anticipated platform.

"What do you call me?"

When An Hao heard this question, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, which means that the other party's attitude has loosened.

Then he thought, and saw that he had been given the title of an assessment officer by Senior Sister Yan, and replied: "My surname is An, please call me Teacher An."

"Teacher An, that's it." Fu Qi took a deep breath, and looked at the misty misty eyes in front of him with a hint of determination. "I am dependent on my mother now, but my mother is in poor health and needs to go to the hospital for treatment. I asked if I can pay my salary in advance because I didn't have money. In this way, can you help me?"

After saying that, Fu Qi held his breath and covered his pounding heart.

"I don't know what disease my aunt is suffering from, can you tell me Fu Qi?"

Of course there is nothing that cannot be said. At least everyone in their village knows, "The doctor at the entrance of our village said that it was because he worked in a stone yard in his early years, and the smoke and dust entered his lungs, and he had a root cause since then."

An Hao sounded and knew it in his heart.

"No further ado, I will call the hospital later, and an ambulance will come to pick you up. Fu Qi, please take advantage of this time to clean up first. When the aunt enters the hospital for treatment, let's talk about other things. Now tell your address and I'll write it down."

Fu Qi felt warm in his heart. Just as he was about to tell the address, he suddenly reported it, and he became more vigilant.

Is there really such a kind person in this world who is so enthusiastic and kind?

But looking at her family's bare-sized appearance, except for her own money but not her own life, what else can the other party make a plan?

Thinking of this, Fu Qi shook his head secretly, feeling that he was a little paranoid of persecution, and neatly reported his home address.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Qi looked at the waist in the medicine jar that was almost boiled, so he turned off the heat, took the gauze and lifted the medicine jar, took out a coarse porcelain bowl from the cupboard, and skillfully filtered the medicine juice.

She returned to the bedroom with the medicine. Fu Qi looked at her mother lying on the bed and nodded slightly. Her lungs were like a bellows when she was breathing. She knew that in this state, even if her mother wanted to sleep, she would not be able to sleep well.

He walked to the bed and called the person, "Mom, get up and drink the medicine. I want to discuss something with you."

The first move of Fu Qing opened her eyes was to subconsciously cover her mouth and cough a few times before reaching out to pick up the medicine bowl.

Fu Qi held her hand and said, "Mom, I'll feed you. Let's drink slowly, don't worry."

The mother and daughter snuggled up to each other and slowly finished a bowl of medicine. Fu Qi helped Fu Qing and lay down, and then they talked about what had just answered the phone.

Fu Qing finished speaking calmly and looked up at her daughter.

My heart was so sore.

Other people's children say they are old and they are old. Some of them get married early and now even their children are called to others.

But because of her mother's burden, Manman still has no suitable partner for her love life, and she usually has to wait by her bedside at all times.

Where can there be a girl who should be this age who is free and innocent?

Sometimes she would have the urge to stop herself when she dreamed at midnight.

I thought that maybe by then, my daughter would have no worries and could pursue her dreams.

But she couldn't bear to bear it.

In this world, only the mother and daughter are left to depend on each other.

When she left, no one really hurt her mandarin.

Fu Qing's condition worsened so quickly, which was caused by worrying day and night.

Whether or not it is really difficult.

After hearing Fu Qi's words at this moment, she didn't have much emotional fluctuation. She knew her illness. Even if she thought about spending some days, her body would not be able to do so.

But looking at the unconscious brilliance in Manman's eyes, she also felt a little more sincerely grateful to the warm-hearted Teacher An. So when Fu Qi looked expectant, Fu Qing nodded gently, "My mother, then go and clean up quickly. If the ambulance in the province is coming, you don't have to worry about cleaning up here. Also, that Teacher An is a kind person. After you see her, remember to thank her for her."

Fu Qi nodded twice, hooked his lips and took the medicine bowl and walked out with a brisk pace.

Fu Qing slowly changed her position on the bed, looked at the old light bulb above her head, slowly curled the corners of her mouth, and spoke silently, "Mom also hopes to see the day when the vines are shining!"

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After An Hao hung up the phone, he looked at Yan Ting, "Sister Yan, do you know which hospital in the city is good at treating lung diseases?"

Yan Ting looked up from the file and glanced at the phone that An Hao was about to dial, "For that Fu Ji?"

An Hao nodded.

"The second hospital is good, and it's close to it."

Anhao found the first aid number of the Second Hospital online and dialed it in.

After calling, she thought for a while and looked up at Yan Ting, "How much is the advance payment for the salary?"

Yan Ting didn't speak at this time. Qiu Yi next to him had already replied: "Because the model is still in the training period and there will be an assessment later, so the current salary is only 5,000 yuan per month, including food and accommodation. Only after passing the assessment can you become a regular person and sign a formal contract with the company."

An Hao held his chin and pondered for a while.

The disease in the lungs belongs to the internal medicine department. Thinking about Fu Qi's current situation, it is not only difficult to treat, but also takes less time.

This salary is not possible.

Even if you advance one year in advance, it will only cost 60,000 yuan, just a drop in the bucket.

"The company can give her interest-free loans, and the repayment will be deducted from her salary."
To be continued...