After Transmigrating into a Book, I Raised Four Big Bosses

Father Fu's Accident

Fu Yuling checked the time and realized she still needed to go pick up He Qiu.

 

On her way back, she passed by a few small candy stalls and didn’t hesitate to buy some.

 

There are children at home, so it is necessary to have these things.

 

But before she could reach her destination, people she encountered on the road looked at her with a sympathetic expression, and even the previous disdain had disappeared.

 

Feeling something was wrong, she changed her route and headed towards the place where the two boys are.

 

He Wen and He Xuan were probably in the fields pulling out weeds to make a living at this time, so they should be easy to find.

 

When she arrived at the place, she saw He Wen and He Xuan squatting quietly in a corner, pulling out weeds from the ground.

 

Still thinking about the pity she sensed from those people earlier, the next moment she thought about Father Fu and Mother Fu

 

Seeing that He Wen and He Xuan didn’t notice her, Fu Yuling turned around and ran towards Mother Fu’s house.

 

As soon as she entered, she found it empty with no one inside.

 

“Dad! Mom!”

 

She called out several times, but received no response. Fu Yuling hurriedly rushed to Father Fu’s workplace.

 

After about ten minutes, she finally arrived. Not seeing anyone, she was about to leave when someone stopped her.

 

“Hey! Aren’t you that person’s daughter?”

 

The man struggled to remember, “What was the name? Fu something?”

 

Fu Yuling mentioned her father’s name, and the man suddenly realized, “Yes, you should quickly go to the hospital and check on your father! He fell from the fifth floor, and I guess…”

 

The man didn’t finish his sentence because Fu Yuling had already run far away.

 

The hospital is quite far from there, and she can only rely on her own legs to run there.

 

However, relying solely on the original owner’s ‘popularity’, where it was already good enough if people did not spit on her when they saw her, who would lend her a cart?

 

Just when she was feeling anxious and uneasy, a familiar person appeared ahead, riding an old bicycle.

 

Fu Yuling narrowed her eyes. Wasn’t this the person who would deliver goods to her?

 

Seeing that this person was getting closer, it became obvious that he had also noticed her.

 

“You’re in luck. Show me the way, and I’ll help you take it back.”

 

The young man stopped beside her, looking a bit disheveled. The back of his bike was loaded with several large bags, occasionally making rattling sounds.

 

“Do you have something else to do?”

 

The young man leaned back slightly, not understanding why she asked that, but answered honestly: “No, it’s okay! After delivering this, I’m going back to have dinner.”

 

Fu Yuling pulled the person down and handed him one yuan.

 

“Borrow your bike for a while. I’ll return it to you tomorrow.”

 

“Hey, hey, hey…”

 

Before the young man could say anything, Fu Yuling had already left while riding his bike.

 

After coming back to his senses, the young man shouted: “You’re stealing! I can report you to the police.”

 

Regardless of his confusion, Fu Yuling couldn’t hear him anymore.

 

A minute later, the young man stood there numbly, as if he have accepted his fate.

 

Then he suddenly burst into tears in the next second, “Is it true that evil ia rewarded? I just borrowed this bike from my brother! But it cost me a whole two yuan to borrow it…”

 

“I only rode it for a while…”

 

The young man extended his hand, which still had a few scratches on it from falling on the way here.

 

Seeing this, he felt even more aggrieved.

 

As the sky gradually darkened, the young man continued on his way, hurrying and slowing down. It was almost pitch black in front of him. When he finally saw the lights on the main street, he almost cried.

 

It’s not enough that he doesn’t do that person’s business. How can he go back and explain now?

 

For a while, he was in a dilemma. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed a ditch on the ground, and an idea popped into his mind.

 

When he appeared at the doorstep of his home, the young man’s whole body was drenched and emanating a foul smell. There were even unidentified trash hanging on his head. The moment the door opened, it quickly shut again.

 

Inside, a low argument could be heard.

 

“That’s your son, you go open the door.”

 

“That’s your child, you go open it.”

 

The two of them argued for a while until it ended with a statement like “You’re the brave one.”

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