Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

Perhaps it was because of the young doctor's report that the Song Jinxiu and her sister had just finished cleaning up the dishes when the white-haired old doctor Li came over.

He looked at Song Chunsheng's legs raised on the stool and asked amiably, "How do you feel with your legs raised up?"

"Feel?"

Song Chunsheng thought for a moment and said, "After lifting it up, my legs are not so swollen anymore. I feel much more comfortable."

Doctor Li nodded. "Well, that's a good idea."

He turned around and instructed the young doctor following behind him, "Have the patient whose leg was injured by the horse also raise his leg like this."

"Yes, I'll make arrangements right away."

The young doctor turned around and took two steps, then stopped and turned to ask Doctor Li, "Grandpa, should we also raise the one with the broken arm?"

"Lift it up. Find two benches and let him lift his arms up as well."

After hearing so much, Song Jinxiu finally understood what the father and son meant.

It seems that the doctors here don't know that elevating the injured limb is beneficial to treatment and recovery.

Hearing them talking about getting two stools for patients with injured arms, Song Jinxiu couldn't help but interrupt:

"If your arm is injured, just make a bandage out of a piece of cloth and hang it around your neck. There's no need to get multiple stools. And be careful about how high you raise it; it's not good if it's too high."

She demonstrated as she spoke.

Doctor Li looked at her gently and nodded, then said to the young doctor, "The young lady's suggestion is very good, you go ahead."

After seeing off the two doctors, Song Jinxiu wanted to boil some water for her younger brother to wash his hair.

Just then, Song Fuquan and the village head arrived.

The two looked grave. The village head, seeing Song Jinxiu, kept asking, "Sanya, where's your brother? Was his leg really sawed off? Is he okay? Ah? Is he awake?"

"Grandpa Lizheng, why are you here? My brother is in the house. Please come in and talk."

Song Jinxiu quickly asked the village head and Song Fuquan to come into the house.

The village chief strode into the house.

Song Chunsheng was lying on the bed resting. When he heard the sound, he quickly tried to sit up.

The village head stepped forward and held him down.

"Don't move, don't move, just lie down. Your leg... Huh? Your leg isn't sawed off?"

Song Chunsheng quickly said, "No, the doctor said it doesn't need to be sawed off. Look, Grandpa Lizheng, the swelling in my leg has gone down."

"Ah? Ouch, the swelling has gone down? Good, good, that's great. At least I don't have to saw off my leg." The village head sighed repeatedly.

Song Jinfang brought a stool over and said, "Grandpa Lizheng, please sit down."

The village head sat down and sighed, "Oh, when Fuquan came home yesterday and told me what he said, I was so scared. I was so worried. If your child's leg really was sawed off, what would we do in the future?"

Song Fuquan added, "My grandfather was so worried that he didn't sleep all night."

The Song siblings' faces were filled with gratitude and guilt.

The village head said, "How can I sleep? Saw off a leg is no small matter. Didn't a young man in Shuiliu Village saw off a person's leg and kill him? I'm scared just thinking about it."

Song Fuquan added, "My grandfather got up early in the morning and rang the gong, asking the people in our village to raise money for you."

The village head said, "Well, I think that although it's dangerous to saw off your legs, people won't let you if you don't have money. You kids are so poor that even if you pawn them for five taels of silver, it's still far from enough."

Song Jinxiu couldn't help but look at Song Fuquan. This kid really thought she was worth five taels!

Song Fuquan felt embarrassed by being looked at, and hurriedly explained: "I only told my grandfather, and I didn't tell anyone else. Don't worry, your grandma and the others won't know that you secretly hid the hairpin."

The village head glanced at Song Jinxiu and said, "Don't be afraid, Sanya. Even if they knew, I don't think they would dare to ask you for it."

Song Fuquan said quickly, "That's right. They are your grandma and dad. The whole village chipped in money. Some of them even gave two eggs. But your grandma and dad didn't contribute a cent. How dare they ask you for money again?"

Song Jinxiu was speechless. This father was really cruel. Even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs. He was worse than an animal.

Song Chunsheng sneered, "They now regard me as a disgrace and wish I would die sooner. How could they possibly pay for my medical treatment?"

The moment he signed the severance agreement, his grandfather looked at him with a poisonous look, as if he was a rotten egg that ruined their whole life.

And his father spat and said to him: "You'd better die outside, don't let me see you again, you are a jinx to your family."

He gnashed his teeth with such force that he wished he would die immediately, as if looking at him one more time would pollute his precious eyes.

There was a moment of silence, and the four siblings all lowered their heads.

The village head rubbed Xiao Qiusheng's head.

"Okay, let's not talk about them. Chunsheng, Grandpa doesn't have that much money at home, so I can only give you two more taels of silver. Together with the copper coins collected by the villagers, the total is five taels of silver."

As the village head spoke, he took out a purse and handed it to Song Chunsheng.

"I thought the copper coins were hard to come by, so I changed them all into small change for you."

Song Fuquan also pointed to the eight-dozen baskets at his feet and said, "And these eggs, they were also collected by the villagers to nourish your body."

Song Jinxiu was moved.

This is the donation raised by the whole village for their family.

I owe you a huge favor.

"Grandpa Village Head, I don't want to..." Song Chunsheng choked up. His eyes were red and he kept waving his hands. He was so moved that he couldn't speak.

His own grandparents were so stingy that he wished they would all die, but the uncles, aunts and other relatives in the clan actually raised so much money for him.

There is also the village head, who has given them three taels of silver in total. Even if some of them divide the family property among their children and grandchildren, they cannot get so much money.

How will they repay this favor in the future?

The village head patted his head and said, "Take it, kid. Now is not the time to be stubborn."

"Woooooooo..."

After the headman slapped him, Song Chunsheng could no longer hold back his tears and burst into tears.

When Xiao Qiu Sheng saw his brother crying, he also started sobbing.

Song Jinfang also turned her back and wiped her tears.

Song Jinxiu's eyes also turned red. Seeing that one of them wanted to give something and the other was choking and refusing, she walked forward, took the purse and took a look at it.

They were all small change, not much, but heavy.

She asked, "Grandpa Lizheng, who in our village donated money? How much did they donate? Is there a record?"

The village head glanced at her, his heart moved, and he asked calmly, "Do you want to come back when you have money in the future?"

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Grandpa Lizheng, to be honest, we still have the money to treat my brother's leg. So we won't accept this money. But we will remember the favor."

Song Jinxiu said as she handed the purse to her younger brother: "Song Qiusheng, feel this purse and remember how heavy it feels. When you become rich one day, you must repay this help.

Song Qiusheng pursed her lips, held the purse in her hands and weighed it obediently, then nodded with a tearful voice, "Sister, I'll remember that."

Song Jinxiu handed the purse to her sister again. The little girl weighed it solemnly and said, "Sister, I've taken note of it too. It's very heavy and it hurts my heart. When I grow up, I will repay them."

Song Jinxiu looked at her sister with appreciation. The child was becoming more and more talkative.

Song Jinxiu handed it to her brother solemnly again.

Song Chunsheng wiped his tears, took the purse, and said to the village head: "Grandpa, I will definitely repay you in the future. We will always remember your kindness to us."