Yan Yueqing gave a mysterious smile, "You’ll find out when you see them~"
A group of people got ready and first went to the hospital.
Song Xiaoxiao was arranged by Dean Hou to be in an advanced VIP ward, which was fully equipped with all the necessary ICU equipnt, so there was no need to make her stay in the centralized ICU.
With Xiao Yi and the two top dical experts he brought over, Xiaoxiao’s surgery was very successful.
Now, although she was unable to sit or stand, her consciousness was quite clear.
Seeing them co in, she tried to smile and struggled to utter with difficulty, "Aunt Yueqing..."
Her gaze, full of anticipation and urgency, seed to tell Yan Yueqing: I made it! I stopped Dad! I helped Mom!
Yan Yueqing quickly stepped forward, soothingly said, "Xiaoxiao, Aunt Yueqing understands what you an! You’ve just co out of the operating room and need to rest. Don’t think about anything now, just focus on getting better!"
As if to reassure her, she added, "Look, your mom and sister ca to take care of you, isn’t that nice?"
Du Mansheng was peeling an apple, cut it into pieces, and put them on a plate for Xiaoyu to bring over and share with her two younger brothers.
After a night of busyness, she looked a bit tired, but her eyes couldn’t hide the unstoppable smile.
"Xiaoyu was reading storybook content to Xiaoxiao this morning! She’s a bit slow to recognize words, and Xiaoxiao is going to need so ti to recuperate anyway, so I’m planning to teach the two children to read and write here in the hospital. When Xiaoxiao gets discharged, the sisters can go to primary school together."
Song Xiaoyu said shyly with a smile, "I’m learning a little slowly, but Sister Xiaoxiao said she will give tuition when she gets better!"
"Really?" Yan Yueqing hugged Song Xiaoyu joyfully, "Xiaoyu is very smart. If you study with your sister, you’ll surely co to understand the contents of the books gradually!"
Song Xiaoyu’s eyes were filled with yearning and joy!
She never expected that she would now have a mother who loved her and a sister willing to teach her to read!
Back in the countryside, her parents never even ntioned the prospect of her attending school!
Every ti she passed by the village primary school while cutting pigweed, and heard the clear reading voices from inside, she couldn’t help but think—how nice it would be if she could sit in the classroom and read with everyone else?
But those parents of hers never understood.
Even when a teacher, feeling sorry for her, offered to let her study in the classroom without paying school fees, Song Hui flatly refused under the guise of pretense.
"Teacher, ah, it’s not about the school fees. You know my family’s situation. Xiao Hua is sick all year round, Xiao Ye needs soone to look after her, and if Xiaoyu goes to school, who will do the work at ho?"
Back then, Song Xiaoyu was young and burdened with the responsibility of taking care of her family; her parents thoroughly brainwashed her.
It was okay not to attend school.
It was also okay for her parents to leave everything at ho for her to take care of.
Yet, in an attempt to make Song Xiaohua happy, they bought her an illustrated reader when they ca back from the city one ti.
When Song Xiaoyu wanted to borrow her sister’s book to look at, Song Xiaohua slapped her hand away so hard she didn’t dare to make a sound.
But Sister Xiaoxiao was different!
She was so gentle!
Even though she was still weak and lying in bed, when she heard Xiaoyu getting anxious over words she didn’t recognize in the storybook,
she tried hard to speak, "Little sister... no hurry... sister... will teach you..."
This scene almost brought Du Mansheng to tears!
Both her daughters had hearts as tender as angels!
They were truly ant to be real sisters.
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