"Aunt Han is sick," Xiao Yu's tone was a little dispirited and upset. "It's kidney disease. The hospital said that the treatment would require a kidney transplant, which would cost a lot of money. Han Yin said that she was going to quit school and work in order to raise money for the treatment. I scolded her, and she ran away."
Shen Hanxing was stunned.
The children in the slums rarely had both parents. Most of them were orphans or had biological parents who threw them abroad to fend for themselves. Thus, they had to grow up with the elderly in the family.
Han Yin's father was a disabled person. He had lost an arm and a leg in an accident a few years ago. He had been living on subsistence allowances and he set up a small stall. He could barely make ends meet running the stall. Aunt Han was Han Yin's mother. She was mute. Her small frame carried Uncle Han in and out every day. Her face was full of wrinkles that showed years of suffering.
