My house's electrical wiring dates back to the Tang Dynasty.

"Something happened to our leader. Everyone in the class is donating money. You weren't in the group chat, so I called to let you know. Many hands make light work, so please do your part."

"What happened to the boss?" Li Mingbo asked.

The eldest son's name is Zhang Guibin. His family is relatively wealthy; his father owns a factory.

He is considered the richest of the five brothers.

"They were in a car accident, but thankfully they survived. However, the eldest brother's parents didn't make it. His family was in the export business, but business hasn't been good in recent years. Their factory went bankrupt, leaving them with a mountain of debt, and now this has happened."

"Everyone in the class donated money, and I donated 5 yuan," Cheng Yichen said.

"Where?" Li Mingbo asked.

Cheng Yichen gave the address to Li Mingbo.

"I'll be on the earliest flight tomorrow morning, see you then," Li Mingbo said.

"Okay, let's go together. I'll contact the other brothers," Cheng Yichen said.

"Okay." Li Mingbo hung up the phone and looked at Chunli, saying, "Let's go to Shanxi Province tomorrow morning. Book two plane tickets for us. I'm going to take a shower first."

"Okay," Chunli replied, turning on her phone.

The next morning at 10:00 AM.

As the two exited the airport, Li Mingbo dialed his second brother's WeChat.

"Third brother, have we arrived yet?"

"I just came out of the airport exit."

"You should go outside," Cheng Yichen said.

The two walked into the hall.

"Third brother, this!" Cheng Yichen waved and said.

"Chunli, this is my brother, Cheng Yichen," Li Mingbo introduced Cheng Yichen, then said to Cheng Yichen, "This is my junior sister, Chunli."

"Hello, junior sister. I never expected that Li Mingbo would have such a lucky break."

"Hello, senior brother," Chunli said with a slight bow.

"Why are you the only one here? Where is everyone else?" Li Mingbo asked.

"It's just the two of us; no one else came," Cheng Yichen said with a gloomy expression.

"Maybe he's too busy," Li Mingbo said.

Nowadays, everyone is busy making a living, and sometimes it's hard to find the time.

The will is willing, but the ability is insufficient.

"Let's go, forget about them, let's go see the boss now," Cheng Yichen said.

Cheng Yichen was also from another province, so the three of them took a taxi to the hospital.

The eldest brother, Qiang Guibin, was in the corridor, and his left leg was in a cast.

"What's going on?" Li Mingbo asked the boss.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. Seeing the two of you, I won't bring up anything else that's unpleasant," Qiang Guibin said awkwardly.

Cheng Yichen then transferred the money donated by the classmates, totaling more than 21,000 yuan, to the eldest brother, along with a list of all 54 students in the class who donated.

"Thank you everyone," Cheng Yichen said, his eyes red.

Cheng Yichen filmed a video and posted it in the class group chat.

The students in the group sent their congratulations and best wishes for a speedy recovery.

"Chunli, go and ask her what happened," Li Mingbo said.

Throughout my university years, my older brother took good care of me, afraid that I would be hurt in terms of self-esteem. He never gave me money, but instead took me out to eat.

He often ate with me in the cafeteria, and the boss always paid the bill.

Now I see my eldest son lying in the corridor, without even a proper ordinary ward.

"Okay." Chun-Li nodded, turned and left.

"Third brother, forget it," Qiang Guibin said.

"Boss, you don't need to worry about it," Li Mingbo said.

Only then did Li Mingbo learn that his older brother had been hit by a dump truck that ran a red light while driving, and that his parents had not survived. He himself was lucky, having only lost a leg.

The other party was also poor and had no insurance; they could only come up with 30,000 yuan.

The eldest son is the only son in the family, and he is all alone in the household.

After the car accident, and with the family factory going bankrupt, none of the relatives came to visit, and they didn't even give a penny.

Soon, Chun-Li returned.

It turns out they couldn't afford the hospital fees.

"Second brother, you stay with the eldest brother for a bit, I'm going to handle the hospital admission procedures." Li Mingbo said, and left without waiting for the two to reply.

Later, Li Mingbo arranged a VIP ward for his eldest son and paid a deposit of 50 yuan.

"Third brother, where did you get so much money?" Qiang Guibin asked.

"You don't need to worry about it, just focus on getting better. I've already paid for your medical expenses," Li Mingbo said.

Upon hearing this, Qiang Guibin didn't say anything.

"Thank you, brothers," Qiang Guibin said, his eyes red.

Since the car accident that happened to his family, he has experienced the coldness and warmth of human relationships.

The relatives who helped us when we were wealthy in the past no longer care about us after our parents passed away, let alone donate money to us.

Then, Li Mingbo got the bank card number from the boss, transferred two million yuan to him, and said, "Consider it a loan from me. Once you get better, boss, do something for me. I believe you will recover."

Li Mingbo just found the attending physician, who said that fortunately, no vital organs were injured, only a fractured lower leg, and recovery should be fine.

The three of them stayed with the eldest brother at the hospital until the afternoon before leaving.

The eldest son is staying in a VIP ward, where everything is taken care of.

The three of them arrived at a well-known local restaurant.

Inside the private room.

Chunli picked up the Moutai and poured wine for the two of them.

"Come, let's toast to our shared years," Li Mingbo said.

Chun-Li also raised her drink, and the three of them finished it in one gulp.

"Damn it, the fifth brother only donated five hundred yuan this time, I'm so angry." Cheng Yichen swallowed hard, wiping his mouth with some displeasure. "Among the five of us, his family's financial situation is second only to the eldest brother. Even I, who works as a food delivery driver, donated five thousand yuan, but he only donated five hundred."

"We understand if the family is having financial difficulties. Third son, you know his father runs a business selling construction machinery parts, which is very profitable."

"I saw he only donated five hundred, and I told him off. Do you know what he said?"

Cheng Yichen looked at Li Mingbo with indignation.

Although donations are a matter of personal choice, ordinary students would only donate one or two hundred yuan.

But we're all brothers, and the fifth brother's family isn't bad off, so donating only 500 wouldn't be fair.

Even Cheng Yichen, a food delivery driver, donated 5,000 yuan.

"What did you say?" Li Mingbo asked.

"He said my family does have some money, but it belongs to my dad." Cheng Yichen grinned and said in a very annoyed voice, "Damn it, you're the only one in your family, and your dad's money is still yours. I don't believe that if you ask your dad for it, he won't give it to you."

"I despise people like that the most, even though I'm poor, hehe." After saying that, Cheng Yichen picked up the wine bottle, poured himself a glass, and took a sip. "The most righteous are often the lowly butchers, that's what they say about people like me."

"Compared to you, Third Brother, I'm a disgrace," Cheng Yichen said.

"Second brother, it's rare for us brothers to get together, let's not talk about unhappy things, here, toast to you."

"Come on, toast to you and your sister-in-law." Cheng Yichen raised his glass and said heartily. After finishing his drink, he looked at Li Mingbo and said, "Third brother, to tell you the truth, I'm not capable. I can only run a food delivery business. In this world, loyalty is useless. What's loyalty worth? Without money, you're wrong no matter you're right."

"Second brother, what are your plans for the future?" Li Mingbo asked.

"What plans do I have? I'll be a food delivery driver, going door-to-door. I wanted to open a steamed bun shop, but I don't have the money. You know me, I'm a really good cook. The steamed buns you make for breakfast aren't as good as mine."

"Second brother, how much funding do we need?" Li Mingbo asked.

"If the shop is in a good location, the rent will be higher, and with renovations, it will cost at least tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan."

"Okay, I'll lend it to you," Li Mingbo said.

"Thanks, brother. I've saved some money over the years, and my girlfriend has some too. We're just short about 100,000."

"It's alright, there should always be some left over. I'll lend you 200,000."

"Okay, thank you, third brother. I'll write you an IOU." Cheng Yichen wrote an IOU for Li Mingbo on the spot, and Li Mingbo immediately transferred the money.

"Don't tell anyone about the money I sent to the eldest brother, or the loan I gave you. I don't want anyone to know," Li Mingbo said to the second brother.

Li Mingbo was willing to lend money to the second brother because of his generosity towards the eldest brother, and also because the group of college students knew each other well.

The fact that the two elders were able to donate five thousand yuan to their eldest brother shows that their character is impeccable.

He is a friend worth getting to know better.

Two hundred thousand is nothing.

I don't spend much time in modern life, so putting my money in the bank is pointless.

After the three finished their meal, they found the best hotel in town and checked in. The next morning, they went to say goodbye to their leader.