I can see luck value

Zhang Guilan has been ill for more than a year. At first she was afraid that Zhang Hao was worried, so she never told him.Later, he became seriously ill and the family could not afford the money, so Zhang Dashan told his son.

After watching it intermittently for a few months, Zhang Guilan was heartbroken as she watched the daily checkups, prescribed salt water medication, and thousands of dollars spent.

Now, the doctor directly told her that there was no cure here, and she didn't want to waste money in the hospital, so she insisted on going home to raise her.Zhang Dashan couldn't hold back her, so he agreed.

Although Zhang Guilan was lying on the bed, she was thinking about Zhang Hao all the time. Seeing that the child she had been thinking about had finally returned, she couldn't hold back her tears and shed tears.

"Mom, I'm sorry, it's my son's unfilial piety that caused you to suffer." Zhang Hao stroked Zhang Guilan's white hair, and seeing her so thin and disfigured, felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

Zhang Guilan stretched out her hand tremblingly, touched Zhang Hao's face, and said in a low voice, "Son, you're back..."

With just these six words, Zhang Guilan choked up. At the moment she is only in her 50s, but she looks like she is about 70 years old, with a haggard appearance.

"Haohao, you just came home, you haven't eaten yet, I cooked noodles for you, you should eat some first."

At this moment, Zhang Dashan came out of the kitchen and brought over a bowl of noodles.

Zhang Hao was still talking to Zhang Guilan, seeing this bowl of noodles made by his father, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.

"I'm not hungry, I want to see my mother's case first."

Just when Zhang Dashan handed the medical records to Zhang Hao, Zhang Guilan said stubbornly: "Son, mother is fine, she will be fine after rest, don't worry."

How can it be all right, the complexion is obviously terminally ill.

But Zhang Hao still replied: "Well, I know, you will get better soon, the storms of a lifetime have come, this will not overwhelm you."

While looking at the medical records, Zhang Hao observed Zhang Guilan's luck. Even though the grass was soaked in the black liquid, it still grew stubbornly and faced the sun.

However, her luck value is -3500. Why would she encounter such bad luck after being kind to others all her life and relying on her own hard work to support her family?
Zhang Hao, who has experienced the battle of luck, has basically figured out that everyone's opportunities and fortunes are different.

Some people can get great luck by doing small things, while some people can't improve their luck no matter what they do, or even sink into the valley.

Zhang Hao has not researched the key to it, but he knows that Zhang Guilan is such a born unfortunate person.

According to the principle of sharing, with Zhang Hao's luck at the moment, and Zhang Guilan being so concerned about her luck at the moment, her luck value should increase no matter what, but the reality is that her bad luck is extremely stubborn, and she hardly wavers.

Looking at the medical records again, the tumor has already occupied a large area of ​​brain tissue. If there is no further surgery, it will probably take a few days. No wonder the county hospital sent the person back.

"Mom, we can't delay any longer. Let's go to Linjiang City now. I'll contact the hospital there." Zhang Hao said decisively.

Zhang Guilan just shook her head: "Son, let's not waste this money, I just want to raise it at home, I'm very happy to see you, I don't ask for anything else."

But Zhang Hao said: "Mom, don't worry, your son is different now, you don't have to worry about money, the most important thing is to heal your body now."

After speaking, Zhang Hao called and asked Zhou Liyan to make arrangements immediately.

While they were chatting, several middle-aged women also came in from the outside.

"I said why the door is open, the little mouse has come back."

"Little mouse, you have to persuade your mother, the disease still needs to be cured, and the heart needs to be relaxed."

Zhang Hao knew all these people, either neighbors or some distant relatives.

After exchanging pleasantries, a middle-aged woman asked, "Little Mouse, I heard that you work in a big company. How is it? Are you okay?"

Zhang Hao wanted to answer, but he changed his mind after seeing his embarrassed appearance and Song Chungui's words just now.

Zhang Hao and Zhang Dashan took the three aunts and six wives out of their mother's bed, and came to the living room with four walls, where they sat around the mottled wooden table.

"To tell you the truth, I'm actually just working in a real estate agency outside, and it only costs a few thousand yuan a month, but if my mother has an operation this time, it will cost at least more than 100 million yuan. I really can't do anything about it."

Hearing Zhang Hao lamenting the bitterness, the aunts just tried to persuade him lightly, but it was still the old saying that when a boat arrives at the bridge, it is auspicious.

After chatting for a short time, they talked about that their children had basically gone to other cities, and another one was said to have arrived in Xinhai City and became a department head of a large company with an annual salary of 30.

"So, right now, it's more important to be a human being and learn one's skills. It's not much use to study well. The little mouse was considered smart back then, but now... alas."

After boasting about their son, they unanimously felt sorry for Zhang Hao, saying that he was under great pressure.

Zhang Hao followed their words and said: "Even if the pressure is great, I still want to treat my mother. I have already got a loan from the bank, and there is still a shortfall of 50 yuan. If you can help me through this difficulty , I will definitely repay you a hundred times in the future.”

When those aunts heard Zhang Hao asking to borrow money, they immediately fell silent, and their expressions became unnatural.

They heard clearly just now that Zhang Hao has a few thousand a month, tens of thousands a year, or 50. He probably won't be able to pay it back for ten years without eating or drinking.

"Oh, little mouse, I remembered that the soup was still stewed at home, I'm going back."

"My family told me that I'm going to the county to do business today, and I'm leaving too."

"I remembered, my son sent something today, and I went to get it."

In an instant, those aunts who seemed to care about him all left.

Zhang Hao sighed, this is the hot and cold state of the world, but this is also human nature, seek good luck and avoid evil.

Just as Zhang Hao stood up and walked into the room, there was a sound of hurried footsteps.

"Brother Mouse, are you home?"

The sound is soft and delicate, with a hint of earth tone.

"Is it Tian Niu?" Zhang Hao blurted out.

And standing in front of him was a girl with two braids, gray trousers, and a bright red coat.

Sweet Girl is her nickname, and it does sound a bit earthy.

But her name is even more earthy, called Gan Shishimei.

Ten girls were born in her family, all named Dai Di, Huan Di or something, and originally thought that the next one would be a boy, but who knows, she still didn't bring a younger brother.

So their parents gave her a random name, which was considered desperate.

The ten elder sisters above Eleventh Sister Gan are all married, but she is 22 years old and has not yet married because of the birthmark on her face, which looks like Yang Zhi, a blue-faced beast.

When he was a child, Zhang Hao could chat with Tian Niu.

Because of the birthmark on her face, Tian Niu is naturally introverted and doesn't like to be in contact with people.

Only Zhang Hao didn't dislike her and took her to play.

He also told her that she is not ugly at all, she has a sweet voice and a sweet personality, she is just a sweet girl.

And this nickname grew up with her.

Tian Niu came this time to deliver some snacks and daily necessities to Zhang Guilan, and then chatted with Zhang Hao.

When he heard that Zhang Hao was short of millions at the moment, he fell silent.

Zhang Hao is also used to it. In such a mountain village, tens of thousands of dollars is a big fortune, but a debt of one million is an astronomical figure.

No one would deal with such a person.

"Brother Mouse, wait a minute."

While talking, Tian Niu turned around and left in a hurry.

Zhang Hao smiled slightly, and then the phone rang.

"Well, the signal here is not good, so I can't locate it. Let me tell you the address. Hurry up."

Just as Zhang Hao finished talking on the phone, he saw Tian Niu hurried in again, holding a canvas bag tightly in her hand.