Going home for the Chinese New Year with a year-end bonus of 100 million

The tenth day of the first lunar month.

The festive atmosphere of the New Year is like smoke blown away by a gust of wind, leaving no trace in the village.

The village road, which was bustling and lively just a few days ago, is now so empty that you can hear your own echo.

The red lanterns hanging at the door of every household looked somewhat lonely in the daytime, their colors faded a bit.

Young people, carrying large bags and small packages, flew back to the cities where they had worked hard, like migratory birds.

The village has returned to its quiet state, once again home only to the elderly and children.

The afternoon sun was warm and pleasant. Several elderly women carried small stools and sat by the wall, chatting and doing their needlework.

Their conversation was low and intermittent, as if they were afraid of disturbing this rare tranquility.

At Yang Fan's home, however, a scene of bustling activity unfolded.

According to the plan, his family and his third uncle's family will move to the provincial capital tomorrow.

Wang Xiuying was squatting on the ground, struggling to stuff a pile of old clothes into a large snakeskin bag.

Xiaoya leaned against the door, shaking her head as she looked on.

"Oh my god, don't bother packing! You won't be able to wear these tattered clothes anyway."

"Once we get there, a few changes of clothes will be enough. We can always buy more if necessary."

Wang Xiuying didn't even look up, continuing to stuff food into her hands while muttering, "You little rascal, you make it sound so easy! Buying this and that, do you think it's free?"

"These clothes are all in good condition. We can take them with us and make sure we can wear them."

Yang Fan came out of the inner room, saw the scene, and walked over with a smile.

"Mom, just listen to Xiaoya, don't bring it."

"Think about it, the truck we're calling tomorrow might not even be able to carry all the belongings that we and Uncle San's family have to bring."

"When we go to the city, we'll have to buy a lot of new things, like pots and pans, blankets and quilts. We'll just leave these old clothes at home."

Yang Jianguo also came over carrying a packed box and chimed in, "Listen to the kids, don't bring anything you don't need to."

"Fan'er is right. We'll need it again when we come back for holidays and festivals. We can't just bring it all back from the city again."

The three people chatted amongst themselves, and Wang Xiuying stopped what she was doing. She looked at the old clothes in the bag and sighed.

"Alright, alright, I'll do whatever you say."

The same goes for Uncle San's family next door; all the bags and packages are packed, and they're just waiting for the truck that Yang Fan arranged to arrive early tomorrow morning.

However, just as the family was busy and full of hope for the future, a phone rang urgently.

It's Xiaoya's phone.

She wiped her hands and quickly answered the call.

"Hey, Xiaoyu? What's up?"

On the other end of the phone, Lin Xiaoyu's voice came through, broken and choked with sobs.

"Xiaoya...I...I don't know what to do..."

"My dad's leg... seems to be infected, it hurts so much, he can't straighten it..."

"Are you... are you free? Could you... come with me to the hospital? I'm all alone... I really don't know what to do..."

Xiaoya's heart clenched, and her face instantly changed.

"Xiaoyu, don't panic! Wait for me! I'm coming right away!"

She hung up the phone decisively, turned around and shouted at Yang Fan, "Brother! Stop packing! Come with me to Xiaoyu's house right now!"

Yang Fan frowned: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"It's Xiaoyu! She said Uncle Lin's leg, which had surgery, is infected and it's very serious now! She's terrified and asked me to help!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jianguo immediately stood up straight, urging anxiously, "Then what are you waiting for! Fan'er, go and take a look with Xiaoya!"

"Xiaoyu is such a good girl! A young lady like her must be completely lost in something like this! You guys go quickly!"

Yang Fan nodded, grabbed his car keys without saying a word, and walked out.

The black Mercedes-Benz arrived at Lin Xiaoyu's house in no time.

As soon as I entered the room, a strong sense of anxiety hit me.

Lin Xiaoyu and her mother sat around the table, their faces full of worry and their eyes red.

Lin's father sat in a chair, his injured leg raised high on another stool. His entire calf was swollen like a steamed bun, and his skin was taut and shiny.

Seeing this, Yang Fan made a decisive decision.

"Auntie, Xiaoyu, don't panic. Come on, let's give each other a hand and get Uncle into the car!"

As he spoke, he ran to the car and deftly reclined the passenger seat.

"Uncle lies in the front, Xiaoyu, you and Xiaoya squeeze in from the back."

He looked at Lin's mother and said, "Auntie, you can stay home for now. Xiaoya and I will take Uncle to the hospital. Don't worry."

"No! How can this be!" Lin's mother waved her hands anxiously. "I have to go! I won't feel at ease if I don't go!"

Yang Fan frowned and patiently explained, "Auntie, it's not that I don't want you to go, it's just that there's really no room left on this bus."

Lin's mother knew this was the truth, and in a moment of quick thinking, she said, "It's alright, Xiaofan, you guys go first! I... I'll go to town to catch the bus later, and then I'll take the bus to the county to find you!"

Yang Fan thought for a moment and nodded.

The situation is urgent, and this is the only option. The village and town can't handle Lin's post-operative infection; he needs to be taken to the county hospital immediately.

Without further ado, Yang Fan, Xiao Ya, and Lin Xiaoyu carefully helped Lin's father into the car.

The car started and sped off towards the county hospital.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Yang Fan jumped out of the car before it had even come to a complete stop, opened the door, bent down, and carried Lin's father on his back.

"Xiaoya, Xiaoyu, go register for the emergency room!"

He carried an adult man on his back, yet ran incredibly fast, steadily making his way to the emergency room.

Upon arriving at the emergency room, Yang Fan was busy registering and finding a doctor, keeping himself extremely busy.

The doctor's expression was very serious after the examination.

"The infection is quite severe, probably due to a problem with the steel plate and screws left inside from the previous surgery."

"You need to be hospitalized immediately to prepare for a second surgery to remove the contents and clean it. You may also need to replace the metal plate."

Upon hearing the word "surgery" and the fact that she would have to pay money, Lin Xiaoyu's face turned pale instantly.

Her father has been unable to work for the past two years, and the family has long since run out of savings. Even after medical insurance reimbursement, the surgery fee is still a considerable sum. Where is she going to find so much money?