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Chapter 57 Alan

When Boss Hu heard this, he said, "Are you talking about Alan?"

Then, Boss Hu turned around, sat down with a bottle of liquor, and asked, "Is it on time?"

"Um, don't you have to work?" Fatty Huang asked.

Boss Hu waved his hand: "It's okay."

After saying that, Boss Hu bit open the wine bottle, poured them both a glass and said, "That Alan just now is called Li Xiulan. I heard that twenty years ago, she was a famous beauty."

"Later, I married a husband, but his life was bad. My husband died just after my daughter was born." When Boss Hu said this, he shook his head slightly and continued: "Alan and her daughter live in a broken house in the west of the town.

inside."

"Alan is weak and sick and can't work at all. Fortunately, her daughter is sensible and goes to the mountain every day to collect medicines for Alan to treat his illness. She sells a lot of herbs. Although it is not much, it can barely make a living for the two of them."

"When Alan's daughter was six years old, she went to the mountains to collect herbs as usual, but she never came back."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng was stunned for a while and asked: "What's going on?"

Boss Hu said with some regret: "Hey, who knows? During that time, Alan was like crazy. He dragged himself up the mountain with a serious illness, looking for her daughter everywhere, but there was still no news."

"Later, people from our town went to the mountains to search together, and found Alan's daughter's shoes under a cliff. However, the body was missing. It was probably carried away by jackals and leopards in the mountains."

When Fatty Huang heard this, he asked: "Is that eldest sister just so pitiful?"

Lin Xiaofeng nodded.

Boss Hu then lowered his voice and said, "But do you know? After Alan's daughter disappeared, every morning when Alan opened the door, there would be a lot of herbs at the door."

"What?" Lin Xiaofeng was a little surprised.

"Alan is weak. He only survives today by selling these herbal medicines." Boss Hu sighed: "Anyway, everyone said that Alan's daughter died and she worried about her mother. She turned into a ghost and she still took care of Alan.

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"What if it was done by other kind-hearted people?" asked Fatty Huang.

Boss Hu said: "Who is so kind that he will continue to collect herbs for Alan for fifteen years? With this free time, it would be more convenient to just give money, right? Besides, there are people in the town who are brave and curious, so we go to Alan together.

I squatted in the grass in front of my house all night."

"What do you think they saw the next morning?" Boss Hu said mysteriously.

Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Sure enough, it was the herbal medicine given by Sister Alan's daughter?"

"Isn't it?" Boss Hu nodded slightly: "They said that after he died in the morning, he saw a little girl putting herbs at the door of the house."

At this time, someone else came in to eat. Boss Hu smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go do some work by myself. I'll treat you two to this bottle of wine."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the kitchen.

Lin Xiaofeng then muttered softly: "This little girl is quite filial."

Fatty Huang asked in a low voice: "Xiaofeng, Sister Alan is so pitiful, why don't we help her?"

"Help her? What do you want to do? Send that little girl to be reincarnated?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.

Fatty Huang immediately shook his head: "How can that be done? Sister Alan is so pitiful. Her daughter turned into a ghost and took care of her for fifteen years. She is so filial, how can you cruelly break them up?"

"Let's go." Lin Xiaofeng stood up, checked with Boss Hu, and then walked out the door. Fatty Huang hurriedly followed: "Hey, Xiaofeng, wait for me."

After Fatty Huang came up, he was a little out of breath: "Why are you walking so fast?"

"Go to Sister Alan. I can't help with anything else, but I can still help her meet her daughter. Maybe she has always wanted to meet her."

Upon hearing this, Fatty Huang patted his thigh: "Yes, why didn't I think of that?"

Alan's family is not difficult to find. In other words, Alan's tragic story is quite famous in Ejia Town.

Under the guidance of the people in the town, the two quickly arrived at the door of Sister Alan's house.

This house is very remote. It is just built with a few wooden boards and some weeds piled on it. It is very simple.

Lin Xiaofeng knocked on the door. After a while, the door slowly opened.

"Who are you?" Alan looked at the two young people at the door, feeling a little strange.

Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Sister Alan, the two of us are volunteers, here to help poor families. As he said this, he turned back and winked at Fatty Huang."

Fatty Huang immediately took out his wallet, ready to pay a few hundred dollars.

Lin Xiaofeng snatched his wallet, counted three thousand and handed it over.

"Ah, what are you doing? I, I can't take this much money." Alan was startled by these two young men.

Three thousand yuan? If you sell herbal medicine yourself, you may not get that much in a year.

"You're welcome, this is what the government asked us to transfer to you." Lin Xiaofeng said.

When Alan heard this, he accepted the money and said enthusiastically: "Come in and sit down."

As soon as the two entered the house, they smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine.

And the inside of the house is even more shabby than Mrs. Long's house back then.

There was just a wooden bed, a table and a stove, and there were a lot of herbs placed under the wooden bed.

After Alan entered the house, he took out an iron box, opened it, and placed three thousand yuan neatly inside.

Lin Xiaofeng took a look and saw a lot of change of ten yuan and five yuan inside.

It's a big pile, probably several hundred.

"Sister Alan, why did you leave so much change?" Fatty Huang asked curiously.

As if thinking of something sad, Alan sighed and said slowly: "I used to have a daughter."

"We all heard from Boss Hu in the restaurant about your matter," Lin Xiaofeng said.

Alan glanced at Lin Xiaofeng and said slowly: "You were not called by the government, right? Did you give me this money yourself?"

"Uh." Lin Xiaofeng and Fatty Huang looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

"After all these years, after my daughter died, I didn't even have the money to build a grave for her. It's not that my eldest sister is greedy for your money, it's just that I'm afraid I won't last long. My daughter is so good, and I don't want to wait until I die.

, not even a grave can be built for her."

When Sister Alan said this, her eyes were already wet.

"Sister, do you believe there are ghosts in the world?" Lin Xiaofeng said along the way: "Whether you believe it or not, I have the ability to let you meet your daughter."

"Really." Sister Alan stood there in shock, looking at Lin Xiaofeng in disbelief: "You, can you really let me meet my daughter?"

"Yes." Lin Xiaofeng nodded.

Alan immediately knelt down to Lin Xiaofeng and wanted to kowtow to Lin Xiaofeng.

Lin Xiaofeng hurriedly pulled Alan up: "Sister, don't be like this. I'm just giving it a try. If your daughter has been reincarnated, there's nothing I can do about it."


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