Chapter 91: Not a Single Punctuation Mark Is Believable
As Su He was about to leave, Cao Hongmei stopped her, “Oh right, Little Su, I almost forgot—there’s a letter for you!”
Su He took the letter and saw that it was from Luo Xiaoling.
She and Luo Xiaoling had always corresponded using Cao Hongmei’s address.
Su He slipped the letter into her small shoulder bag and strolled leisurely back to the bungalow.
After taking a bath, she finally opened Luo Xiaoling’s letter.
Inside the envelope, besides the letter, there was also ten yuan and ten catties’ worth of grain coupons. Su He had expected this—Shen Ruyi and Luo Xiaoling were using this money as bait.
The first part of the letter was full of fluff, going on about how everything before was a misunderstanding and how they were still good sisters, etc.—complete nonsense.
Then it shifted to highlighting how sweet and loving Shen Ruyi and Qi Yuansheng were, clearly trying to stab Su He in the heart.
Finally, it got to the real point:
“Little Su, in your last letter you mentioned how you envy us for having the chance to attend university. Well, now there’s an opportunity right in front of you.
I got reliable news that the night school in your county has university recommendation quotas—and they’re chosen from the students enrolled there.
Why don’t you sign up now? I’ll try to pull some strings to help you get one of the spots…”
Trying to push her into enrolling in night school?
Su He didn’t remember this plot point from the novel.
But then again, she hadn’t read it that carefully—missing a few details was entirely possible.
Besides, her involvement had already altered the storyline. The original plot could now only be used as a reference.
She wasn’t interested in night school anyway—her goal was to take the national college entrance exam.
Still, she was curious what kind of backdoor plans Shen Ruyi might have planted in the night school. And for her long-term strategy, infiltrating the night school could actually be useful.
So, she decided to wait until after bringing over Old Madam Zhao, and then find an excuse to check it out.
Thinking of Old Madam Zhao reminded her—because of the elder’s limited mobility, it’d be best to get her a wheelchair.
But such a big item could easily raise suspicions, so she couldn’t buy it from the usual black market.
Where could she even get one?
After writing a reply to Luo Xiaoling, Su He stepped outside and called over the wall, “Old man! Hey, old man!”
Old Man Ge heard her shouting and came out grumpily,“What is it?”
“Do you know where I can buy a wheelchair? I want to get one for my grandma.”
Old Man Ge snorted, “You’d better wake up from that dream! Only hospitals have wheelchairs, and private individuals need special approval to buy one. Our county town doesn’t even sell them.”
He was trying to get her to ask him for help. Even though he was retired, getting a wheelchair was child’s play for him.
But Su He simply nodded, “Ah, I see. Then I’ll try my luck at the hospital tomorrow.”
Old Man Ge: “……”
What do you mean ‘try your luck’?!
You think a hospital’s just gonna sell you one of their wheelchairs?!
He snorted coldly, “You’re not seriously thinking of buying a hospital wheelchair, are you?
That’s like trying to buy clippers from a barber, horseshoes from a farrier, or a cleaver from a chef—it’s not how it works. You might as well give up now. You on your own? No chance in hell.”
Ask me! Beg me! Just call me Grandpa and I’ll get you a whole team of wheelchairs!
But Su He just smiled, “You never know unless you try. Just wait for my good news!”
Old Man Ge: “Hmph! Stubborn little duck!”
He slammed the door shut and went back inside.
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The next day at noon, Su He returned pushing a wheelchair.
Old Man Ge: “……”
But on closer look, he realized the wheelchair was clearly scrap—rusted and even missing a wheel!
It was more like she had dragged it home than pushed it.
Even so, he was curious how she got it.
Su He didn’t hide anything, “I went to the county hospital, found a neurologist, and explained my grandma’s condition. That doctor had a kind heart—he submitted a request to the higher-ups, and they gave me a scrapped wheelchair from the storage room. I tried to pay, but he wouldn’t take a cent. There really are good people in this world!”
Old Man Ge: …I don’t believe a single punctuation mark of that story.
In truth, most of what Su He said was true.
The wheelchair was a discarded one from the hospital.
She had gone there that morning and deliberately found a neurologist to talk about Old Madam Zhao’s condition.
Casually, she let slip that she was a special correspondent for the county’s broadcasting station.
The doctor immediately perked up!
Recently, many departments had been featured in positive stories on the county broadcast—but the hospital hadn’t yet.
With a bit of probing, they reached a mutual understanding:
A scrap wheelchair in exchange for a bit of publicity.
So Su He had successfully dragged home the broken wheelchair.
That evening, she handed it off to Qi Weimin, the husband of Qian Huifang, and asked him to fix it.
“Uncle Qi, if you need any parts, just let me know. I’ll try to get them.”
Qi happily agreed. He worked at the machinery factory, and fixing a wheelchair was a piece of cake—as long as parts weren’t missing.
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The next morning, Su He took a trip to Qiping Commune.
She had timed it perfectly—today, Liu Jing, the ticket seller for the minibus, had the day off.
Following the address Liu Jing had previously given her, Su He quickly found her house.
Naturally, Su He didn’t come empty-handed—she brought a mesh bag with two jars of canned fruit and two packs of sponge cake.
Liu Jing readily agreed, “Girl, wait for me at the village entrance at 6:30 a.m. tomorrow!”
After thanking her, Su He also pulled out ten yuan, “This is for you and the driver—for gas.”
Liu Jing initially refused but eventually accepted.
Then Su He headed to the local office to borrow a bicycle from Director Tang.
Director Tang: …You really treat this place like your own house, huh?
But in fact, he appreciated Su He’s boldness. He not only lent her the bike, he also invited her to lunch at the station.
Su He enjoyed chatting with Director Tang—she liked people with conviction.
After freeloading lunch, she rode the bike to Old Madam Zhao’s house.
Old Man Zhao originally thought they’d have to wait a while longer, but was surprised Su He came so soon.
“I’ll borrow a bull cart from the village tomorrow and take your grandma to the commune.”
Su He grinned, “No need. I’ve already made arrangements with the minibus—they’ll come pick us up.”
Old Man Zhao: “……”
Only after repeated confirmation did he finally believe her.
In his heart, he was deeply impressed—what an incredible granddaughter!
—
Early the next morning, the minibus arrived at the village entrance.
Zhao Dajiu carried Old Madam Zhao onto the bus.
Su He got on too, loading the bicycle onboard.
Liu Jing recognized Director Tang’s bicycle plate and was once again impressed—Su He clearly had connections.
The trip went smoothly, though Old Madam Zhao’s eyes stayed red the whole way, tears brimming.
The minibus pulled up directly to the bungalow.
Su Yongshi and Old Madam Su came out to greet them.
Knowing Su He would be bringing someone back, Su Yongshi had swapped to the night shift and waited at the house.
Credit where credit’s due—Su Yongshi really knew how to do things properly.
The moment Old Madam Zhao saw Old Madam Su, she couldn’t hold it in and burst into tears:
“Dear in-law, I’m such a burden. I’m useless—dragging down my children, and now troubling you too. I’d be better off dead.”
Old Madam Su immediately put one hand on her hip and pointed with the other, “What the hell are you saying?
Crying and whining the moment you arrive—if you didn’t want to come, you should’ve stayed behind!
Su He’s been running herself ragged for your sake, and even brought me from the countryside to take care of you. I don’t want to see your miserable face every day!
With that attitude, you’ll bring bad luck to a perfectly good life!
You better dry those tears right now—or we’ll just have the minibus take you straight to the graveyard and bury you alive. Since you don’t want to live anyway!”
