"Ah, you're talking about Alan?" said Old Hu.

  Then, Mr. Hu turned around, picked up a bottle of white wine and sat down, asking: "A toast?"

  "Hey, don't you need to go to work?" Huang Baozi asked.

  "It's nothing."

  After finishing speaking, Old Hu bit open the wine bottle and poured a cup for them, saying: "The Alan I mentioned earlier is called Li Xiulan. It's said that twenty years ago, she was a renowned beauty far and wide."

  "She later married a husband, but had bad luck. Her daughter was just born when her husband died." Mr. Hu said this and shook his head slightly, continuing: "Alan and her daughter lived in a broken house on the west side of the town."

  "Ah Lan was weak and sickly, unable to work at all. Fortunately, her daughter was sensible and went up the mountain every day to pick herbs for Ah Lan's illness. They sold the extra herbs, although not many, but barely enough for the two of them to make a living."

  "It was when Aran's daughter was six years old, she went up the mountain to pick herbs as usual, but never came back."

  Lin Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment and asked: "What's going on?"

  "Hmm, who knows? During that time, Alan was like a madman, dragging his seriously ill body up the mountain, searching everywhere for his daughter, but there was no news."

  Later, the people in our town went to the mountain together to search for her. We finally found Alan's daughter's shoes under a cliff, but her body was gone. It is estimated that it was taken away by wolves and leopards in the mountains.

  Huang Pangzi heard this and asked: "Is that big sister from just now so pitiful?"

  Lin Xiaofeng nodded along with him.

  Old Hu lowered his voice and said: "But did you know? After Alan's daughter disappeared, every morning, when Alan opened the door, there would be a big pile of herbs at the entrance."

  "What?" Lin Xiaofeng was slightly surprised.

  "Ah Lan's body is weak, and it's only by selling these herbs that she's managed to make it to today." Old Hu sighed: "Anyway, everyone says that Ah Lan's daughter died but didn't rest in peace, turned into a ghost, and still takes care of Ah Lan."

  "What if it was done by some other kind-hearted person?" Huang Baozi asked.

  Old Hu said, "Who would be so kind as to pick herbs for Alan for 15 years? If they had that much free time, it would be more convenient to just give him money, right? Besides, there are people in town who are brave and curious, and they all crouched together in the bushes outside Alan's house one night."

  "So what did they see the next morning?" Old Hu said mysteriously.

  Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said: "It's really the herbal medicine sent by Elan's daughter?"

  "Really?" Old Hu nodded slightly: "They said that after dying in the morning, they saw with their own eyes a little girl putting herbs at the door of the house."

  At this time, someone else came in to eat, and Old Hu smiled: "Alright, I'll get busy myself. This bottle of wine is on me, consider it a treat for you two."

  After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked into the kitchen.

  Lin Xiaofeng whispered: "This little girl is quite filial."

  Huang Pangzi asked in a low voice: "Xiaofeng, isn't Alansister so pitiful? Why don't we two help her?"

  "Help her? What do you want to do? Send that little girl to be reincarnated?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.

  Huang Pangzi suddenly shook his head: "How can that be, Ah Lan's sister is so pitiful, her daughter became a ghost and took care of her for 15 years, she is so filial, how can you bear to separate them?"

  "Let's go." Lin Xiaofeng stood up, found Old Hu to settle the bill, and then walked out the door. Huang Pangzi hurriedly followed him: "Hey, Xiaofeng wait for me!"

  Huang Pangzi finally caught up, panting: "Why are you walking so fast?"

  "Go find Sister Alan, nothing else can be helped, but let her and her daughter meet, I can still make it happen, maybe she has been wanting to see her too."

  As soon as he heard this, Huang Paozi slapped his thigh: "Right! How could I have forgotten?"

  It's not hard to find Alan's home, in other words, Alan's tragic story is quite famous in Wujia Town.

  Under the guidance of the townspeople, the two quickly arrived at the door of Sister Alan's house.

  The house is very remote, just a few wooden boards put together, with some weeds piled on top, extremely simple.

  Lin Xiao Feng knocked on the door, and after a short while, it slowly opened.

  "Who are you?" Alan looked at the two young people at the door, feeling a bit strange.

  Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said: "A Lan, we two are volunteers, come to help poor families." As he spoke, he winked at Huang Baozi.

  Huang Pangzi immediately took out his wallet and prepared to take out a few hundred yuan.

  Lin Xiaofeng snatched his wallet and counted out three thousand yuan before handing it over.

  "Ah, what is this, so much money, I, I don't want it." Alan was startled by these two young people.

  30,000 yuan? Selling herbal medicine on your own, you may not even make this much in a year.

  "Don't be polite, this is what the government has asked us to hand over to you," said Lin Xiaofeng.

  Alan listened and then accepted the money, saying warmly: "Come in and sit down."

  As soon as two people entered the house, they smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine.

  The house inside is even more simple than Long Pozi's home at first.

  Only a wooden bed board, a table and a stove, under the wooden bed board, there are also many herbs.

  After entering the house, Alan took out an iron box, opened it and put 3,000 yuan neatly inside.

  Lin Xiaofeng took a look and found many 10-yuan bills and 5-yuan coins inside.

  A huge pile, estimated to be several hundred.

  "Auntie Alan, why are you putting so much loose change here?" Huang Baozi asked curiously.

  Alan sighed as if he had thought of something sad and said slowly: "I used to have a daughter."

  "We've all heard about your situation from Old Hu at the restaurant," said Lin Xiaofeng.

  A Lan glanced at Lin Xiao Feng and slowly said: "You're not here on behalf of the government, are you? This money, is it from your own pockets?"

  "Uh." Lin Xiaofeng and Huang Baozi exchanged a glance, unsure of how to respond.

  "It's been so many years, after my daughter died, I didn't even have enough money to build a grave for her. It's not that my sister is greedy for your money, it's just that I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for much longer. My daughter was such a good girl, and I don't want to wait until I die before I can give her a proper burial."

  A Lan's eyes were already moist as she said this.

  "Sister, do you believe in ghosts?" Lin Xiao Feng continued to say: "Regardless of whether you believe it or not, I have the ability to let you and your daughter meet."

  "Really." Alang's sister stood still in shock, staring at Lin Xiaofeng in disbelief: "You, can you really let me see my daughter?"

  "En." Lin Xiaofeng nodded.

  Alan immediately knelt down and wanted to kowtow to Lin Xiaofeng.

  Lin Xiao Feng hastily pulled up Alan: "Sister, don't be like this, I'm just trying it out. If your daughter has already been conceived, then there's nothing I can do." == This station's book chasing artifact is online! All rapid updates, let book fans no longer suffer from waiting, and don't miss any wonderful chapters! A must-have for bookworms! Follow the public WeChat account zaixianxiaoshuo (hold down for three seconds to copy) to download this station's app!