The Adventure of Repaying a Favor

When I was seven years old, my family was still relatively wealthy. In order to live a better life, my father worked hard day and night to make money. As a result, he died in a car accident on the way home because he was too sleepy, leaving my mother and I to depend on each other. The year my father passed away, I fell seriously ill and fell into a coma. My mother took me to all the major hospitals in the city, but there was no improvement. All the remaining savings at home were spent, and we also owed a lot of foreign debt. At that time, there was a paper mill in the village, and we spent money Putting it there is higher than the interest offered by the bank. My father once put tens of thousands of dollars there when he was still alive. My mother wanted to take it out in order to treat my illness, but the person in charge there said there was no money. My mother was in tears all day long, but what can a womanly family do? Since I had no money, I had to go home and rely on charity from my neighbors. I went to the village doctor for intravenous infusions. To put it bluntly, I was waiting to die. I was sick for about half a month, and a monk came to the village to beg for alms. From then on, he took me on an unimaginable life! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.