Zheng Changhe laughed and said, "Come any time you like! I'm just worried you won't be used to our simple country food."
Juhua's mother added gratefully, "We should at least pay something. It wouldn't be right to pay nothing at all!" Zheng Changhe nodded again and again.
Juhua, who was outside picking vegetables, heard their conversation.
'I was already worrying about the family's debt,' she thought. 'If we don't have to pay the medical fees, isn't that perfect? Besides, Qin Feng is right. What I taught him was a valuable medical method, so he should pay for it in some way.'
So, she walked into the house and said softly to her parents, "Dad, Mom! Whatever Doctor Qin's reasons, he's trying to help us. We can't just reject his kindness. If we keep refusing, we'll be wasting his good intentions—which are far more sincere than any 'help' from Liu'er's mother. I doubt Doctor Qin has a relative in his forties looking to marry an ugly girl like me!"
