If flowers bloom, youth will naturally follow.

Xiao Pang is fifteen years old this year. Xia Donghai has been back home for more than ten years, but he has not saved a single penny. In fact, he has exchanged all the hundreds of thousands of yuan he brought back into IOUs, and he has always maintained a balance between income and expenditure.

Although Ma Dongmei was strict with him verbally, she was also very tolerant and understanding of his actions.

Firstly, she was a bit love-struck; she could never forget the image of Xia Donghai crying on her stomach.

Secondly, the experience of the coldness and indifference of human relationships that Ma Dongmei had during her pregnancy with Xia Tian had a profound impact on her. After Xia Donghai was rumored to be imprisoned, even her own brothers ignored her while she was heavily pregnant; after Xia Donghai returned home in glory, the whole village came to visit him, and the eggs they collected were more than they could eat in a year.

Therefore, she had no complaints about the unfair treatment she received, that Xia Donghai spent his time living a life of debauchery and gaining prestige outside while she and her fellow women worked hard in the factory.

Xia Donghai didn't just care about himself; he never skimped on food or clothing for his wife and children, and their living standards far exceeded their economic level.

This couple spends money like water, feels very good about themselves, and has completely fooled the naive and chubby boy, making him think he's a rich second-generation, with no ambition whatsoever, and developing such a lazy and complacent personality.

So, in the year Xiao Pang fell ill, Xia Donghai, who had lived a boisterous life for half his life, only had a pile of IOUs, a factory, and his family's meager possessions.

As for the money that was saved for Xia Tian and Xiao Pang, which was full of fatherly love, it has long been withdrawn and spent.

Therefore, Xia Donghai does not have any cash on hand. It will be a long time before he can cash out his IOUs. Most of the time, the Xia family can only borrow money when they urgently need it. For example, he has already decided who to borrow from for the road repair donation.

Xiao Pang also knew that the family was short of money, because yesterday at dinner, Xia Donghai had asked Ma Dongmei to borrow money again: "We're out of money to buy materials again. Borrow some from your brother and pay it back in a few days."

Little Fatty's uncle is just an ordinary worker. He lived a down-to-earth life and saved up some money. This money is about to become part of his family's fortune. He borrows it out, pays it back, borrows it out again, and so on.

Xiao Pang knew that it would be difficult for Xia Donghai to come up with more than 100,000 yuan right now.

Xiao Pang was very touched. His father never hid his preference for boys over girls, but now that his father knew he was a girl, he was still so good to him, which made him feel flattered. It was rare for him to be so considerate to his parents: "Dad, don't worry, let's buy the raw materials first. We can have the surgery after you get the money back. Anyway, the doctor said I need to adapt for a while."

"Don't worry, I'll perform the surgery for you as soon as possible," Xia Xia Donghai said with a wry smile. His son had become sensible, but he had become a daughter. What was going on?

As it turns out, putting things off until tomorrow only leads to wasted time. Apologies or goodwill are often diluted by time. Xia Donghai's affection for Xiaopang was at its peak at this moment, and he was genuinely thinking about borrowing money to get the child's surgery done.

However, because of Xiao Pang's understanding nature, Xia Donghai, after his impulsive act, could no longer bear to suffer for the sake of this "daughter".

His wish to "as soon as possible" was never fulfilled.

Little Fatty's life was greatly changed because of his understanding and kindness.

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The family of three returned home in complete silence, their spirits low.

Summer was filled with anxiety at home. When she heard the car, she rushed out: "How's Xiaobao? Dad, Mom?"

Her parents both had gloomy faces, ignored her, and went straight into the house.

Summer felt a chill in her heart; this was not a good sign. She grabbed Little Fatty's arm and asked in a trembling voice, "Little Bao, what's wrong? Are you very sick?"