bantayden 5. Messenger of Merit
5. Messenger of Merit
After the words fell, Chen Youcai was so nervous that he was at a loss, and he didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
However, one second, two seconds, three seconds... the miracle he expected like in the hospital did not happen.
On the contrary, in the field of vision, the small cinnabar characters that emerged out of thin air were twisted and deformed, and turned into another line of characters.
"Insufficient merit, the exchange failed, and the task was put on hold."
Depend on!
Chen Youcai was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.
Isn't this playing with him, giving hope, but slapping him hard at the end!
How can this damned thing try its best? ?
"What do you say?"
Perhaps it was Chen Youcai's indignant appearance that woke up Chen Dazhuang who was in deep thought.
He stared at it and asked rather suspiciously.
"No, it's nothing, I'm just a little hungry, hehe."
Chen Youcai hurriedly found a reason to explain.
"Hmph, your Aunt Xu is afraid that you will be hungry if you come back late, so you heated your meal in the pot, now you know you are hungry?"
Chen Dazhuang glared at Chen Youcai, who was smirking, and said in a muffled voice, "Hurry up and eat, the food will be cold later."
"Dad, the reason why Aunt Xu takes care of our family so much is because you often help their family when Uncle Zhao is around."
Chen Youcai's heart moved, and he said tentatively, "I don't think it's easy for Aunt Xu to be alone. She's been a widow for so many years, why don't you two make do with it..."
Aunt Xu is a neighbor who lives in the small courtyard next door. She is one of the rare family members in Chenjia Village.
Her husband, Zhao Laosan, is thin and weak. He used to follow Chen Dazhuang to work on the construction site in the town, and was often taken care of by the latter.
It's a pity that due to unforeseen circumstances, Zhao Laosan got sand lung disease and died when Chen Youcai was eight years old.
Only the young widowed wife Xu Wenpei and five-year-old daughter Zhao Xiaolin remained.
Chen Youcai's mother died unexpectedly in a car accident when he was two years old.
Therefore, Chen Youcai was very close to Xu Wenpei when he was a child, and he almost treated her like a half-mother.
Since Zhao Laosan died, Xu Wenpei did not remarry and chose to raise Zhao Xiaolin independently.
Coupled with the need to farm the land to make money and repay the debt owed by Mr. Zhao's medical treatment, life is quite difficult.
Chen Dazhuang often helped the lonely mother and daughter. For this reason, he also left a lot of gossip in Chenjia Village.
It's just that after Chen Dazhuang was paralyzed in bed, Xu Wenpei started to take care of him from time to time.
"Fuck off, go back to the house and sleep after eating!"
Chen Dazhuang was so angry that he rolled his eyes and turned his head to the corner of the wall, unwilling to talk to Chen Youcai at all.
"..."
The corner of Chen Youcai's mouth twitched, and he closed the door lightly.
He got into the kitchen and lifted the lid of the pot, took out the steaming food, and devoured it hungrily.
Eat and drink enough, clean up the dishes.
Chen Youcai hiccupped contentedly, and then returned to his room.
Turning on the light, I saw a small bookshelf on the wall by the window, and there were some yellowed basic medical textbooks on it.
Chen Youcai's minimal medical skills were learned by himself through these textbooks.
Fortunately, the health center can't cure any serious illness.
It's just for the villagers in several surrounding villages to treat headaches and brain fever, and to prescribe some cold medicine and the like.
Relying on this self-taught medical skills, he was able to work part-time in the hospital, helping Sister Tao and Lao Song, earning about 600 yuan a month.
The phone for the elderly with peeling paint on the shell was still charging by the bedside. It was lucky to escape the disaster and avoid the bad luck of falling into the river with the owner.
Chen Youcai unplugged the charging cable and opened the phone's call history.
Sure enough, there were several missed calls.
"Brother Talented, you didn't come tonight. The food stalls are crazy busy. Lao Zhang was very angry and said that he wanted to deduct your salary!"
The text message was sent by Aunt Xu's daughter, Zhao Xiaolin.
She went to work in the fields during the day, and at night, she worked odd jobs at the night market stalls in Zhangjia Town with Chen Youcai.
Help tidy up tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks, serve tea and water, and earn about [-] yuan a night.
"..."
Chen Youcai silently turned off the phone, and fell on the bed with his head up. He couldn't help but recall all the things that happened today.
"The merit book... what exactly is it?"
With his hands behind his head, he closed his eyes slightly, frowned slightly, and carefully recalled the strange dream he had when he was asleep.
The next moment, a golden brochure suddenly appeared in his mind.
Shocked, Chen Youcai opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up from the bed.
This, this, this thing is really in his mind!
After quickly calming down, Chen Youcai's eyes flickered, then he closed his eyes, and tried to call out in his heart: "The Merit Book!"
brush!
In my mind, that golden brochure appeared again.
Chen Youcai was both surprised and delighted, and felt as if a door to a new world had been opened.
With a slight movement of thought, "The cover printed with the three big red characters of "Gongde Book" was opened, revealing the contents on the title page.
Messenger of merit: Chen Youcai (junior level).
Rank: 9999.
Merit: 1/10 points.
Good value: 1/10 points (up to 10 points).
Evil value: 0/10 points (reaching 10 points can no longer gain merit).
In the lower right corner of the title page, there is also a "Challenge" column, but it is grayed out at the moment, and it seems to be unavailable.
"Message envoy...According to what that voice said, I was promoted from a good person to a merit envoy after completing my merits and virtues?"
Chen Youcai thought silently, and couldn't help recalling all the good deeds he had done since he was a child.
From being as small as helping an old lady across the road to being so big as saving lives... It seems that if you want to be a good person, you must first be a good person.
"Rescue Song Yiyi at risk of death, get 3 points of merit, and increase the value of goodness by 1."
"Get rid of Aunt Wang's entanglement, consume 2 points of merit, and exchange for items: [-] Da Xia coins."
"Cure Chen Dazhuang, you can get 88 points of merit, plus 1 good value, and you need to consume 50 points of merit to exchange items (insufficient merit, the task is put on hold)."
Chen Youcai was stunned as his eyes moved from the title page to the first page of the merit book.
It turns out that everything I experienced today has already been recorded in this golden booklet.
And the merit props that can help father and cure muscular dystrophy need to consume a full 50 merit points!
But now, according to the title page of the merit book, it looks like a junior merit messenger, the maximum merit gain is only 10 points.
Come to think of it, if you want to get more merit caps, you will naturally have to complete 9 more merit tasks to be promoted to the next level of merit envoy.
Chen Youcai opened his eyes, sat on the bed in a daze for a while, and finally couldn't hold back his curiosity.
"……I have no money."
He stared at his feet, and whispered cautiously.
One second, two seconds, three seconds... A total of 5 minutes passed.
The expected small cinnabar characters that appeared out of thin air were still missing.
Chen Xiaochuan stared until his eyes became sour, and in the end he could only accept this fact resentfully:
Whether it's a meritorious mission or a self-help mission, it's hard to come by!
"I, I don't have a girlfriend!"
After being depressed for a long time, Chen Youcai continued to test the bottom line of the merit book...
"I want to buy a car!"
"I want to start a company!"
"I want to make a lot of money..."
Half an hour later, Chen Youcai was so tired that he closed his eyes in a daze and lay on the bed, still moaning.
At the same time, Nanling City, which is hundreds of kilometers away from Chenjia Village.
It was late at night, but in the Kun's pharmaceutical building, the chairman's office was still brightly lit, and there were many people.
"Mr. Cao, this is the list of funds for the Hope Primary School built by our group in Jinyang Village. Please have a look."
On the wide long leather sofa.
A well-fed man with white hair was closing his eyes slightly, resting his head on a pair of round and straight jade legs.
Cao Kun, the chairman of Kun's Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd., is a well-known philanthropist in Nanling City.
This middle-aged man, who frequently appeared on TV and newspaper news, changed his usual refined and kind manner at this moment.
While lying on the lap of the beautiful secretary, he listened to the seductive red lips on the top of his head and reported work.
"Mr. Cao, this, this is the money I plan to donate to the Red Cross this year..."
The beautiful secretary was sitting upright, holding a folder in her slender hands, her pretty face flushed.
"...This year's donation has been temporarily cancelled, and other village primary schools have also temporarily shelved their projects."
Cao Kun was silent for a moment, then opened his bright eyes.
However, in the depths of his eyes, there was a strong look of disappointment, which flashed past.
Just now, when the beautiful secretary reported the good deeds, Cao Kun was also not idle.
Instead, he used thoughts in his mind, staring at a golden booklet.
If Chen Youcai could see this scene, he would be stunned.
Because in Cao Kun's mind, there is also a merit book!