亲爱的老师6韩国西瓜

At most, Su Fengchen would go to the garden to look at the vegetables, pigs, chickens, and ducks he raised.

Su Fengchen’s parents did not want him to be tired, and he could not do heavy work, so he raised some animals instead. He also opened up a tiny farm in the back and planted some vegetables daily.

Still, because of his insecurities, Su Fengchen rarely spoke to the villagers. However, when faced with his niece’s genuine concern, he showed her his right hand.

Su Fengchen’s right hand was still intact, but the bones broke from the back, and he couldn’t fix it in time, so he could no longer move his right hand.

Su Binglan looked at Su Fengchen’s right hand. It was true that ancient medical skills couldn’t cure Su Fengmao’s right hand, but Su Binglan had a way.

Su Binglan was confident she could cure Su Fengchen’s hand. She only needed some medical tools and effort.

But to do that, Su Binglan needed to earn money to get what she needed to fix her uncle’s hand. She wanted her entire family to have good lives and felt a heavy responsibility toward them.

“You have to protect your right hand, Uncle Fengchen. When our family’s conditions finally improve, we will find you a capable doctor to treat your hand. You will undoubtedly recover in due time.”

Su Fengchen was shocked yet touched when he heard what Su Binglan said. Everyone had given up curing his right hand, even him. However, he didn’t expect his spoiled and insensible niece to say such things.

“I-Is that true?”

Su Fengchen knew how his right hand was doing, but he was probably just looking for psychological comfort.

Su Binglan nodded thoughtfully, “It’s true, Uncle Fengchen. You have to believe me.”

Su Fengchen didn’t know why, but when he looked at his niece’s determined gaze, he suddenly believed that his hand would get fixed.

Su Fengchen had heard of a divine doctor who could perform miracles before, so perhaps that divine doctor really could save his hand.

Su Fengchen felt that his niece’s words could convince others of anything. His eyes shined as he thought his niece was the light of hope.

“Thank you, Binglan.”

Even if it was just for comfort’s sake, Su Fengchen still felt the need to thank his niece.

“There’s no need to be so polite, Uncle Fengchen. I didn’t do anything. You can continue your studies when your hand gets fixed. Perhaps it would be good to open a school.”

Su Binglan knew her uncle possessed tremendous knowledge.

If Su Fengchen hadn’t gone to the docks to work during his school break, he wouldn’t have injured his hand and dropped out of school.

Everyone felt it was a pity, but Su Binglan believed everything would be fine. Her every word ignited a fire in Su Fengchen’s heart. It was the light of hope.

Su Fengchen had also given up on himself in the past, but he didn’t want his siblings and parents to worry about him, so he tried his best to keep up his good spirits.

However, Su Fengchen felt he had a lot more to do. Others said his niece was not sensible, but he felt otherwise and thought Su Binglan was brilliant.

Su Fengchen knew his niece was different from everyone else.

…

Su Binglan arrived home shortly after leaving her grandparents’ home.

The family sat around and ate the food Su Binglan made.

Since Su Binglan and the others lived in the north, every family had a brick bed. Everyone was used to sitting cross-legged on the brick bed during dinner.

There was a legless round table on the brick bed, and the family sat around it to eat. The brick bed was warm due to the fire Su Binglan used to cook.