The five-and-a-half-year-old baby doctor comes to the city to cure those who refuse to listen.

Chu Chen dragged his small body, stumbling and wading back to the dilapidated house.

Moonlight streamed through the hole in the roof, illuminating the empty room.

He carefully tucked the letter into the inner pocket of his body, making sure it was tightly sealed.

Then, he took out the black and white photo, deliberately leaving a corner sticking out of his tattered pocket, as if he hadn't stuffed it in properly in his haste.

After doing all this, he walked to the door, his body went limp, and he slid down the door frame to the ground.

Hunger surged up like a tide; this mortal body was too fragile.

He closed his eyes and pretended to have completely fainted.

Not long after, the sound of Old Mrs. Chen cursing and swearing came from the courtyard.

"That damned Taoist priest Huang! He just opened his mouth and took away half a month's worth of food! Does he think my money grows on trees?!"

"And you, you piece of trash! Standing there like a wooden stake, why don't you hurry up and fill that water tank!" This was a scolding of Chu Erhai.

Footsteps approached from afar, and with a creak, the door was pushed open.

Grandma Chen spotted Chu Chen, who was "dazed" at the door, at a glance.

She spent a lot of money today, her feet hurt, and she's feeling really angry with nowhere to vent.

"You little bastard, lying here like a dead man blocking the way!"

She raised her uninjured foot, ready to kick Chu Chen.

Just then, Chu Chen's eyelids twitched, and he let out a weak groan.

"Mommy...Mommy..."

Grandma Chen's feet stopped in mid-air.

She's a little afraid of this grandson now; she always feels something's off about him.

Chu Chen's lips were chapped, and his voice was soft and faint, like he was talking in his sleep.

"Grandpa... there are so many... so many gold bars in the capital..."

bullion?!

Old Mrs. Chen's ears perked up immediately, and the disgust in her eyes was instantly replaced by something burning hot.

She crouched down, grabbed Chu Chen's arm, and shook it forcefully.

"You little brat! What did you say? What did you just say?!"

Chu Erhai also heard it and poked his head in from the courtyard, his face full of doubt and greed.

"Mom, what's wrong with him? What gold bars did he mention?"

Chu Chen was shaken awake. He opened his eyes and saw Old Lady Chen's large face close to his, which startled him so much that he shrank back.

His eyes were brimming with tears, and his face was filled with fear.

"Grandma... I'm hungry..."

Old Mrs. Chen didn't care whether he was hungry or not; the only thing buzzing in her mind was the word "gold bar."

"You just mentioned your maternal grandfather? And the capital city? What does a little kid like you know about the capital city!"

Chu Chen was so frightened by her fierce appearance that he burst into tears, sobbing, "Mom said it... Mom said it before she left..."

He was sobbing, as if he had remembered something sad, and his little hand subconsciously reached into his pocket.

"Mom said...Grandpa is a high-ranking official...When I grow up...she'll take me to see him..."

As he moved, the black and white photograph, with a corner showing, fell out.

Grandma Chen was quick-witted and snatched the photo away!

Chu Chen exclaimed "Ah!" and reached out to snatch it back, crying out, "It's mine! It was left to me by my mother!"

Old Mrs. Chen would never return it to him. She held the photo up to the oil lamp and looked at it with Chu Erhai.

The photo shows an elderly man wearing a Zhongshan suit and glasses. He has sharp eyes and a dignified demeanor, and he is clearly not an ordinary person.

Chu Erhai didn't know many words, but he had seen village officials wear these kinds of clothes before, but none of them had the same material as the one in the photo.

"Mom, who is this person? He's dressed so well."

Grandma Chen turned the photo over, and on the back of the photo was a line of delicate handwriting in pen.

She was illiterate, so she shoved the photo in front of Chu Erhai's face.

"Read it! What does it say up there!"

Chu Erhai squinted and uttered each word carefully: "The... capital city... the Lin... Lin residence, left... as a gift to my beloved daughter."

Beijing!

The Lin Residence!

These two words struck Chen Laotai and Chu Erhai like thunderbolts.

Old Mrs. Chen's breathing became heavy.

When she looked at Chu Chen again, her eyes had completely changed.

That's no longer seeing a debt collector, but a walking gold mine!

Chu Chen was still sobbing softly, "Mom said that Grandpa's family has mountains of gold and silver, and only I can get the key... If I get the money, I can get Mom's medical treatment... Waaah..."

His words were half true and half false, but they struck a chord with Old Mrs. Chen.

Gold and silver mountains!

key!

Old Mrs. Chen's brain was practically fried; countless thoughts were racing through her mind.

Lin Xiu, that sickly girl, turns out to be a real gem!

She died, but she left behind the key to unlock the gold mine!

Old Mrs. Chen's wrinkles instantly blossomed into a chrysanthemum with a smile. Her expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book, and her voice was so sweet it could squeeze oil out of it.

"Oh, my dear grandson! So that's how it is!"

She reached out to touch Chu Chen's head, but Chu Chen flinched in fright.

Grandma Chen wasn't angry. She turned and yelled at Chu Erhai, "What are you all standing there for! Didn't you hear my grandson say he's hungry?! Hurry up! Go boil an egg for your nephew! No! Boil two!"

egg?

Chu Erhai's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

These days, eggs are a precious commodity. We might not even take them out when guests come over. And now we're giving them to this little bastard... no, little lucky star?

He didn't dare to argue, and happily ran to the kitchen.

Old Mrs. Chen then limped over to help Chu Chen.

"My dear grandson, the ground is cold. Get up and come sit with Grandma."

She helped Chu Chen to a small stool and even took one of her own tattered cotton-padded jackets to put on him. Her attitude was as if she were serving an ancestor.

Chu Chen lowered his head, looking both flattered and frightened.

Soon, the enticing aroma of fried eggs wafted over.

Chu Erhai was holding a chipped bowl with two golden poached eggs inside, and a few drops of precious sesame oil on top.

He was so hungry he was swallowing hard.

"My dear grandson, eat quickly, eat it while it's hot!" Old Mrs. Chen shoved the bowl into Chu Chen's hands.

Chu Chen held the warm bowl, looked at the eggs inside, and tears fell again.

This is not an act.

This body probably hasn't even seen what an egg looks like in the past five years.

He picked up his chopsticks and ate in small bites, as if savoring some unparalleled delicacy.

Old Mrs. Chen and Chu Erhai watched expectantly from the side, like two dogs waiting to be fed.

Chu Erhai was holding his bowl, picking at the few remaining pickled vegetables, preparing to eat them with rice.

Suddenly, Old Mrs. Chen's chopsticks reached out and, as fast as lightning, snatched a piece of cured meat that he had hidden at the bottom of his bowl!

Chu Erhai's eyes widened in disbelief.

He had been hiding that for a long time!

Before he could react, the glistening piece of cured meat had already landed in Chu Chen's bowl.

"My dear grandson, just eating eggs won't keep you full. Eat some meat to help you grow!" Grandma Chen said with a smile.

Chu Erhai: "..."

He felt like he wasn't his biological son.

Chu Chen looked at the meat in his bowl, then at Chu Erhai across from him who was almost crying, and sneered inwardly.

Human greed is indeed more effective than any supernatural power or magic.

He picked up the piece of meat and chewed it slowly.

After eating and drinking his fill, Chu Chen finally felt a bit of strength returning to his body.

After watching him finish eating, Old Mrs. Chen finally couldn't resist anymore. She rubbed her hands together and came over with a smile on her face.

"My dear grandson, tell Grandma, how far is the capital city from here?"

Chu Erhai also perked up his ears.

Chu Chen blinked his big eyes and shook his head innocently.

"I don't know, Mom didn't say."

He tilted his head again, as if trying hard to remember.

"But Mom said we're going to a place called the train station. We'll ride a train that makes a 'whoosh' sound, take a nap, and then we'll arrive."

train station!

train!

Old Mrs. Chen and Chu Erhai exchanged a glance, their eyes burning even more intensely.

This is reliable!

"Then...then going to the capital...it must cost a lot of money, right?" Old Mrs. Chen asked tentatively, this was the question she was most concerned about.

They went to the capital to ask for money, but when they got there, they brought back a mountain of gold!

This investment is worthwhile!

Chu Chen lowered his head, playing with his fingers, and whispered, "There seems to be an address in Mom's letter..."

As he spoke, he seemed to suddenly remember something and reached into his pocket.

"Grandma, my mother's letter is still with me."