Era: After foreseeing the future, I changed my fate using spatial abilities.

Chapter 110 Thanks
"Thank you, thank you all..."

The honest and simple couple regretted their poor communication skills, unable to express their gratitude beyond repeated thanks.

Fu Jiaming and Yan Bei could only hold one of them back, for fear that if they weren't careful, the two, who were about the same age as their parents, would actually kneel down.

At this moment, all the physical and mental exhaustion dissipated upon seeing this joyful reunion after the ordeal, and I felt genuinely happy for them.

The next morning, after the ticket seller's husband also received a great deal of gratitude, the two did not rest for long and drove back to Baiyang Commune without stopping.

……

Baiyang Commune, Sixth Production Brigade.

After taking their medicine and resting for a night, everyone's condition and mental state appeared to have improved significantly.

What worried Su Ning was that the little girl, who was well protected by her father and was almost unharmed, was just quite frightened.

Since she regained consciousness, even when she saw her own grandmother, she neither cried nor made a fuss and did not utter a single word.

"Ning Baogai, what are you looking at here?"

Following her gaze, Luo Shuangshuang looked over and, after seeing the backs of the old man and the child walking away, she realized why her friend had so much worry in her eyes.

This little girl is named Duoduo...

Witnessing one's father's death firsthand, without the patient guidance and meticulous companionship of family members, it would be very difficult to get over it.

I only hope that the old lady can get over the pain of losing her son soon and cheer up for her granddaughter. I also hope that she will feel more pity for Duoduo than resentment towards her.

"Let's go, Ning Baogai, don't worry. I think the old man is a good person. After all, he's his son's only child, so he'll definitely take good care of Duoduo."

"Ah."

Concealing the emotions in his eyes, Su Ning walked back to the courtyard side by side with her.

Besides Yan Xiluo's family, Peng Dashu, after consulting with Doctor Ge, also planned to take his injured mother back to town.

There's a hospital in town, so it's convenient to see a doctor and get treatment. Most importantly, it's close to home, so it's easier to take care of myself.

"Comrade Xiao Su!"

"What's wrong with Uncle Peng?"

He blocked their way as soon as they entered the yard and, without saying a word, led them to the nearest kitchen.

After exchanging bewildered glances, Su Ning asked, puzzled, "Uncle Peng, is there anything we can help you with?"

With a wave of his chubby hand, Peng Dashu took out all the money and tickets from his pocket, leaving only the fare for the mother and son to take home, and stuffed the rest into her hand.

As if afraid of being rejected, he took several big steps back before she could even react.

Before rushing to Baiyang Commune upon hearing the news, he could only bring along all the cash and banknotes he could from his home.

Not counting the receipts, the total amount was only a little over two hundred yuan.

He didn't know how much of that powerful ancestral medicine would be needed, and he even specifically asked Doctor Ge about it.

Having only heard that one type of wild ginseng was at least a hundred years old, Peng Dashu, who had seen a lot, knew that this amount of money was probably far from enough.

But as he himself said, he's willing to spend any amount of money to ensure his mother's safe survival.

Moreover, compared to the families and relatives who lost their lives, if given a choice, they would give up everything they own to bring back their loved ones.

"I know this isn't enough, Comrade Xiao Su, don't worry, I'll find a way to make up for it when we get back!"

The three brothers, excluding the youngest who just started working and got married, probably don't have much money. He and the second brother can scrape together what they have, even if they have to take on some debts!

In any case, we must not let our savior feel disheartened, and we must make her feel from the bottom of her heart that saving her life was worthwhile.

Holding a handful of bills that had been forcibly stuffed into his hands, Su Ning looked at the large black 10-yuan note and saw that there were still quite a few loose bills in it. For some reason, he suddenly felt a warmth in his eyes.

She did not regret her act of saving people; in fact, she was glad that she had abandoned rationality and impulsively chosen to "just go" with Fu Jiaming and the others.

Even when she took out the spring water, she didn't think too much about it; it was just that at that moment, her conscience and humanity wouldn't allow her to weigh the pros and cons.

Peng Dashu's actions, regardless of the amount of money involved, were enough to warm her heart, even to the point of burning her passion.

"Uncle Peng, this is enough."

"Ah? But..."

“I said, this is enough to cover the cost of the medicine.”

With a smile, Su Ning gripped the money note tightly in her hand and said in an extremely serious tone before he could continue speaking, "I'll accept it, and don't mention making up for it later."

The implication was that if he raised even the slightest objection, she would forfeit the money.

While Peng Dashu was both amused and exasperated, he couldn't help but think: This girl is such a good person, such a sweet girl.

She's so kind-hearted!
"Okay, then from now on, I'll let Uncle cook delicious food for you, alright?"

"You can have this!"

Luo Shuangshuang nodded, her eyes lighting up at the mention of delicious food. "Uncle Peng, if we ever go to Yong County, we'll definitely have to eat here!"

"Haha, okay, it's settled then, you can't back out now!" "Hehe~"

The two were amused by Luo Shuangshuang's gluttonous appearance and burst into laughter.

Before the group could say anything more, they hurriedly followed the brigade leader into the courtyard.

With the kitchen door wide open, everything was clearly visible.

They exchanged a glance, and Su Ning stuffed the money into her bag before walking out of the kitchen with them.

"Captain..."

"Double!"

"Uncle Wei? It's you!"

Following closely behind the battalion commander, Wei Zhong, his face filled with anxiety and worry, saw Luo Shuangshuang safe and sound and excitedly asked, "Shuangshuang, where's Luo SJ? How is he? Is he seriously injured?"

"My dad's inside, he's injured..."

Before she could finish speaking, the person had already run in the direction she was pointing.

A large group of people followed closely behind.

"Uncle Wei is my father's secretary."

She explained in a low voice, and as she watched the people squeezing into the room, Luo Shuangshuang couldn't help but frown.

Although her father's injury has been brought under control and is not life-threatening, he still needs to rest and recuperate for a while.

However, given Luo Fusen's personality, it seems unlikely that he would be able to temporarily put aside his work to properly recuperate and rest.

"grapefruit?"

"I'm fine, I'm just worried about my dad."

He nodded in understanding. There were bridge collapses and mudslides in Gushi, and as the top official of the city, he had many decisions to make.

Sure enough, not long after, Luo Fusen, after discussing with them, took his equally injured wife and children back to Gushi with the help of Wei Zhong and the others.

Luo Shuangshuang chose to stay and wait with Su Ning for Fu Jiaming and Yan Bei.

After seeing off the Peng family mother and son, as well as Uncle Yan who rushed back to report the news, Doctor Ge's courtyard finally became quiet, leaving only the two of them.

Because of this car accident, one person wanted to make medicine using spring water to create more life-saving pills, while the other wanted to learn nursing and first aid so that they would be willing and able to respond to emergencies in the future.

The two, who had different plans but shared the same goal, hit it off immediately and took advantage of this free time to consult with Dr. Ge.

Although Old Man Ge had no plans to take on apprentices for the time being, he was not stingy with his money when the two children were eager to learn.

He even taught them his specialty, acupressure to stop bleeding.

Deeply moved by this, the two did not call him "Master," but instead, they both changed their address to "Teacher."

"Teacher, why are you so old-fashioned? You've already taught us, so taking us two as your apprentices isn't a bad deal, is it?"

"Ha, you little brat, you think you can just pick me up like a cabbage? I haven't taught you two my Ge family's unique acupuncture and medical skills, so I won't acknowledge you as my disciples!"

"Great! If you can't be a cabbage, you can be a radish. Teacher, people need to know how to be flexible!"

"Hahaha, you two keep talking. Alright, alright, if I really took you two in, one of you would only know how to bury your head in making dumplings and the other would only be obsessed with learning first aid and nursing. Wouldn't I cry my eyes out?"

Although the three were bickering, the atmosphere was filled with joy.

I know that the teacher has never married and has no children. He has lived a solitary life for most of his life, spending his time either on his way to see a doctor or on his way to collect herbs.

Before leaving, the two did everything they could.

As night fell, Old Man Ge, now all alone, looked at the food warming in the pot in the kitchen, the firewood piled in the corner, the water vat full of water, and the cleaned room…

With red eyes, she laughed and scolded, "So you're telling yourself to go rest, but those two are busy with all this. They're so young and yet they're always worrying about nothing!"

But as he entered the house, his slightly hunched back straightened silently, and his steps became light and quick.

The person who saved the life may not have thought about how they would be treated or thanked afterward when they made the rescue, but the gratitude and appreciation from the family members is enough to make it all worthwhile.

I don't know what's wrong with society these days. When I see someone die while saving another person, and the person involved says, "I didn't beg him to save me," I feel an indescribable anger and sadness.

Are there fewer good people? No, people with kindness and conscience never mind sharing their warmth to comfort others. It's just that this society, with its many cold stares and indifference, makes them cautious.

I am neither great nor do I claim to be a good person, because the price of being a good person is sometimes unbearable.

Therefore, in the fictional world of the book, I don't mind that the female protagonist is kind-hearted and doesn't need to be stingy, and can do things that I want to do but dare not or cannot do.

She was getting soaked in the rain, but she wanted others to have an umbrella for her. Since she was holding an umbrella, why couldn't she let others stay dry?
So please don't leave comments saying the female lead is a saint. The female leads in my books are more or less like that, reflecting Pear's values: do not underestimate the evil in people's hearts, but do not be stingy with the good in your heart.

What exactly is a saint? It's saving those who shouldn't be saved, asking for favors that shouldn't be asked, and forgiving others at their own expense. That's what I consider a saint.

I've said too much nonsense. I'm just feeling complicated right now. I can't change other people's opinions or attitudes. If you don't like it or it doesn't fit your values, you can leave. There's no need to maliciously tell me things that will ruin my mood. Thank you.

And thank you again to everyone who has been quietly supporting me by following the updates and voting. I'm taking a day off tomorrow to rest; I'm a bit tired.