Quick travel to save a miserable life

When he cried like this, Lin Hui could only shed tears and act like a woman whose husband had just died.

However, no matter how much they cry, the dead cannot be resurrected, and the security department of the hospital does not allow them to mourn here in the middle of the night, and will soon drive them out.

However, before going out, you have to pay the cost of the rescue. Although the person was not saved, the doctors did their best and all the necessary instruments were installed. These also cost money.

No matter how sad Chen Qingyuan was about his son's death, he could not hate others because of it. His son died before coming to the hospital. It had nothing to do with the hospital. They rescued him out of humanitarianism, which was the end of their kindness.

Chen Zili was also sad about the death of his cousin, and the tears in his eyes never stopped.

It's just that he wasn't as dedicated as the two of them, and he still had some sense. Seeing that his third uncle and Ziqiang's wife were just crying, he could only go to the window to pay the rescue fee alone.

Fortunately, it was only fifty yuan, and he had it with him, so he paid it directly without any intention of repaying the bill to his third uncle.

However, we really can't stay outside any longer. Since my cousin has passed away, it's time to go home and prepare for the funeral. It doesn't feel right to stay outside all the time!

Alas, his farm tricycle was just bought this year. The thought of dragging his cousin's body home made him feel guilty.

It's not that he couldn't bear to part with him. He and Ziqiang are cousins. They grew up naked together. Now they are gone. Not to mention that he drove him out. If we want to send him back, even if he is at home now, San His uncle asked him to come to the hospital to pick him up from home, so it was his duty to do so.

What he was afraid of was that it would be hard to explain when he got home. His dad was fine. He was his nephew. It was hard to say anything. His mother and wife would probably talk about it. He could guess almost everything he said, and it was nothing more than his own. A new car brings bad luck to someone as soon as it is bought.

Although he knew that it would be embarrassing if he said that he should go back quickly, Chen Zili still had to speak.

He wiped his face with his sleeve, pressed his nose, and threw it aside. Then he walked to the carriage and said to Chen Qingyuan in a thick nasal voice: "Uncle Third, let's take Ziqiang home!"

When the hospital security guards were driving him away, they worked together to carry Chen Ziqiang back to the tricycle. Now Chen Qingyuan was sitting on his knees in the carriage, hugging his son's body and not letting go, lying on top of him and crying non-stop.

Lin Hui knelt and sat on the other side, weeping silently. The two of them cried together towards Chen Ziqiang's body, as if they were treating the small carriage as a mourning hall.

Hearing Chen Zili's reminder, Lin Hui quickly acted as if she had suddenly realized something, wiped away her tears, and said to Chen Qingyuan: "Here, let's take Ziqiang home!"

Chen Qingyuan stopped crying, slowly raised his head, and said to Chen Zili: "Go back, let's take Ziqiang home!"

After saying that, he felt like his heart was piercing his chest, and his tears fell down like broken beads.

This time, Chen Zili drove the car by himself, pulling a corpse and two people behind him. There were constant cries on the road.

Although some people in the village have landline phones, they are far away from Chen Qingyuan's home and the relationship is not so good. It is not suitable to disturb others in the middle of the night. As for mobile phones, they have only seen them on TV and no one in the village has bought one, so even It's not even possible to send a letter to my family in advance.

When they drove home, it was already past midnight. Most of the people in the village had gone to bed early. It was very quiet. The only sound they could hear was the churning of the farm vehicle.

Zhu Cuifang fell asleep not long ago.

She missed her son. She said she went to see a doctor, but she didn't come back until most of the night. She was worried that her son's problem was serious enough to be hospitalized, and she also wondered whether it would prevent her from having a grandson in the future. She spent half the night thinking about it.

She finally closed her eyes, and soon she heard the sound of a tricycle and her nephew calling the door.

She originally didn't take off her clothes after lying down, but now she quickly got up from the bed, turned on the light bulbs, and went to the gate to pick up people.

But when she opened the door, the first thing she saw was her daughter-in-law, whose face was filled with tears and her eyes were red and swollen. Her husband and nephew were standing beside the tricycle, but her self-improvement was nowhere to be seen.

"What did the doctor think? What's going on with Ziqiang? Are you still lying down and unable to move?" Zhu Cuifang was anxious and asked several questions in a row, but got no answer.

At this time, looking at the light at the gate, Zhu Cuifang realized that the three people who came back looked a little strange. They all looked like they had pinkeye, their eyes were red and swollen, and their eye bubbles were still swollen.

She suddenly had a bad thought in her heart, grabbed Lin Hui's arms fiercely, and asked with a trembling voice: "Where is self-improvement?"

Lin Hui could only be forced to be a "mourning bird" at this time, and it was up to her to tell Zhu Cuifang the bad news.

With tears in her eyes, she said emotionally: "Mom, self-improvement is gone..." As soon as she said the words, she started to shed tears again.

Zhu Cuifang wondered if there was something wrong with her ears and she heard the wrong words, or maybe her daughter-in-law was talking nonsense. Otherwise, how could she curse her husband smoothly?

So, she asked again: "What did you say?"

Lin Hui had no choice but to repeat it to her clearly.

At this time, Chen Qingyuan walked over from the car. Under the light, his tearful face was full of sadness.

"Fuck, self-improvement is gone... Wuwu..." After saying that, Chen Qingyuan began to squat on the ground and cry again.

Zhu Cuifang felt like she was struck by lightning when she heard the news from her husband. Ah, self-improvement is gone, and her son is gone!

Realizing this, her heart felt as if a large piece of it had been taken away, her brain became roaring, and her body seemed to be unsteady after drinking too much. After shaking a few times, she was about to fall to the ground.

Lin Hui was closest to her. If she wanted to, she could reach out and hold Zhu Cuifang.

But why should she help?

She had been beaten so many times under their noses, but Zhu Cuifang and Chen Qingyuan never came out to persuade their son not to beat her.

Zhu Cuifang is also a woman, but she acquiesces and condones her son's behavior of beating his wife more than Chen Qingyuan.

The original person even accidentally heard how Zhu Cuifang taught her son to manipulate his wife and make her obedient. The methods were nothing more than insults and suppression.

Every word of her words was derogatory and contemptuous of women, as if she was married to Chen Ziqiang, so she should work as a cow and horse for the Chen family all her life, and she could be beaten and scolded, and then she was considered a human being. Otherwise, she would be worse than a pig or a dog!

Lin Hui pretended that she had no time to react and let Zhu Cuifang fall to the ground.

Anyway, this gate is just an ordinary loess road, and there is no concrete pavement. Even if his head hits the ground, he will not die. At most, it will be hemiplegia. She hopes that Zhu Cuifang will not end well!