Seven years later.

At the end of August in Lake City, the heat was attached to the ground, like a steamer.

When Li Aizhen got home, the food had been neatly placed on the table. Seeing her coming back dripping with sweat, Xia Wan quickly grabbed a wet towel and handed it to her. Li Aizhen took it but did not wipe herself. Instead, she wiped the red cheeks and neck of Xia Wan.

"It's hot, so you turn on the fan and blow on it. Wait for me to come back and cook. Look at how sweaty you are. Don't you know how hot it is."

The warm sweat that had stuck to her body was carefully wiped away by a towel.

In fact, Xia Wan didn't feel hot.

Even if one didn't move at all in such weather, his face and body would be covered with sweat.

But being cared about so much and treated so gently by others was something she had never felt in her previous life. She only felt her heart burning and sour.

Her eyes were slightly red.

The alley where the three members of the Xia family lived was next to a road in the countryside. The location was very good and the transportation was convenient. It was a sub-room of a large factory. There were more than a dozen single-story houses standing side by side in one alley. There were no courtyards, and the doorway was paved with cobblestones. It was 50 or 60 square meters in each house.

Mr. and Mrs. Xia were factory employees with stable income. It was a harmonious family. Although their lives were not very rich, they were happier than many people.

Although it was said that "It's easy to go from being frugal to being extravagant, but it's hard to go from being extravagant to being frugal", after experiencing the glamorous days of her previous life, Xia Wan cherished the ordinary life in this life very much.

But accidents always came before tomorrow.

"What did you say? What happened to my dad!"

There was only the cry of a woman in the living room.

Suddenly hearing the bad news, Li Aizhen was stunned at first, and then her hands and feet went limp. She sat on the ground and burst into tears.

Xia Wan suddenly understood and couldn't believe what she had heard.

It was Li Ping, the husband of Xu Tang. He was a well-known accountant good at calculating and writing in the factory, who had graduated from high school. He was usually eloquent, but he was hesitant today.

He looked at Li Aizhen, who was sitting paralyzed in pain, and Xia Wan, whose eyes were red, and said,

"When it was almost time to get off work at night, your father was blown up by the stove and seriously injured. Now he is lying in the health center. The factory director doesn't want to send him to the county hospital, but the health center doesn't dare to accept him. He can only lie in front of the gate of the health center."

A bolt of lightning suddenly sounded in the sky above the small house, which immediately made people turn upside down and burst into tears.

Li Aizhen was a woman who valued her husband the most. Now that she suddenly encountered such a big thing, she could only burst into tears. She had no idea at all.

Standing at the door, Xia Wan was anxious. She suppressed her wild thoughts and hurriedly asked, "Did the county hospital take in people at night? How are he injuries? Can he be moved? Why was my father exploded? Where is the factory director now?"

Li Ping only regarded Xia Wan as an excellent student with good grades in daily life. He never thought that she had the ability to take charge of things independently. She got to the points and didn't talk nonsense.

He answered seriously, "I know someone in the hospital and we can be send your father to the hospital immediately. Your father's right arm is seriously burned and he can't get up. We are more than ten miles away from the county hospital and we can get there by car. The injury is caused by the factory director's nephew's illegal operation. The factory director is still arguing with the health center and no one is in charge of it."

The confusion in her mind was cleared in an instant. After Xia Wan went to the kitchen, she immediately sat on Li Ping's 28 bar bicycle and rushed to the factory with Li Ping.

Before they arrived at the gate of the factory, they heard a woman shouting, "You should move somewhere else! Don't die at the gate of the health center. I still have to open the door tomorrow!"

Her voice was ear-piercing and extremely unpleasant.

Then a slippery voice was heard.

"Mrs. Li, it's too late to drive to the hospital. Only your health center can treat his injury. Where do you think he should go?"

His tone was not anxious at all, but leisurely and relaxed.

The woman was not convinced and scolded him.

"F*ck you, Wu Youliang! How dare you! You can't interfere but just throw him at our health center! Let me clean up what your nephew has done! I'm telling you, I can't cure his injury, you should send him to the county hospital. Don't blame me if he dies!"

"Well, this is the health center of our factory. Your medical skills are excellent, and it's easy to cure the disease. It's not necessary to send him to the county hospital."

The two of them argued fiercely and refused to admit defeat. The situation was in a stalemate for a while.

An old man's voice rang out anxiously. "Xia Aijun has fainted! Stop arguing and make a decision at once!"

Upon hearing this, Li Ping, who was about to arrive, immediately swung his bicycle. He and Xia Wan hurriedly jumped out of the bicycle and ran to the person lying on the ground in the distance.

The man had a strong figure and dark skin. His blue work clothes were covered with black stains and bloodstains. At this time, his eyes were closed and his head was covered with cold sweat. Obviously, he was seriously injured.

This was Xia Aijun, the foster father of Xia Wan. He was a man of few words, but he loved Xia Wan dearly.

A man, who had always been strong and capable, had been injured so badly today. Now he was deliberately delayed, which worsened his condition. It was obvious that they didn't treat him as a human being!

Xia Wan felt a surge of anger in her heart. She looked at the four or five people around her, who were all staff of the factory. There was also a thin and tall woman and a short and fat man standing in front of them. Obviously, they were Mrs. Li, a sanitation officer of the health center, and Wu Youliang, the director of the factory.

Xia Wan subconsciously touched the hard object on her back and felt confident.

She squeezed out a tear and almost burst into tears. She took a few steps forward, grabbed Wu Youliang's sleeve, and cried, "Director, my father is the most important one in our family. If my father is gone, what should I do with my poor mother? Director."

In the dark of the night, the girl's voice was miserable, as if she were crying for one's death. Wu Youliang was so shocked by her cry that he got goosebumps all over his body and felt a chill on his back.

Wu Youliang tugged at his sleeve and found that he couldn't pull it out. He could only point to Mrs. Li, who was watching them aside. He spread out his hands and said helplessly, "Well, I have no choice. It's so late at night, and the driver of the factory has already gone to bed. We can only ask Mrs. Li to treat your father. If Mrs. Li doesn't want to save him, I can't do anything about it."

How could Xia Wan listen to his nonsense? Seeing him glance at the gate of the factory, she knew that he was going to leave. How could Xia Wan let him go?

She pretended to be too sad and bent down to sit on the ground, hugging Wu Youliang's legs tightly so that he could not run away at all. She continued to wail,

"My mother and I will become orphan and widow. No one will feel sorry for us. If my father is gone, we can only go to the factory director's house to beg for food. We could work hard and we are easy to survive. You can only give us a bowl of rice every day. You must accept us, director."

Wu Youliang was shocked. He had a tigress in his family. How could he dare to let the beautiful Li Aizhen come to his house?

He quickly waved his hand and said, "Your father can still be saved. Hurry up and ask Mrs. Li to accept him."

Mrs. Li originally wanted to see Wu Youliang how to deal with Xia Wan, but she didn't expect that this stinky man wanted to push the ball to her again and again.

She immediately raised her eyebrows and shouted angrily, "Wu Youliang! You want to protect your nephew and don't want to make a big deal out of it, but don't blame me for killing him! I've said it many times! Xia Aijun is so seriously injured that I can't save him. I can only send him to the county hospital."