Siheyuan: Banggeng and I are classmates

In the ward——

Yan Bugui held up the marriage certificate in his hand and said, "Look, take a look."

"Under the efforts of all our neighbors and the leadership of Director Wang, the Civil Affairs Bureau has rescinded your previous divorce. This is the ID card that was reissued to you!"

He Daqing's brows lit up with joy as he took the marriage certificate handed over by Yan Bugui.

"Sister-in-law He, take a look too!"

Yan Bugui held the red inner page in front of Zhang Cuihua, wanting her to see it clearly.

Zhang Cuihua's eyes were reddened by the marriage certificate, she hated -

He jumped up directly, grabbed the marriage certificate with his left hand, and hugged Yan Bugui with his right hand.

At this critical moment, He Daqing at the table was no longer in a hurry to rescue and could only watch Yan Bugui - she turned around and stepped back like a clever monkey, nimbly avoiding Jia Zhang's clutches and leaving her empty-handed.

He Daqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Yan Bugui said proudly: "I was on guard against you. I knew that your leg was broken, but your arm was not!"

"Here, Brother Daqing, please keep this marriage certificate for your wife first."

As he spoke, Yan Bugui turned around and handed the second marriage certificate to He Daqing, who took it.

Zhang Cuihua turned into He Zhang again, slapping the quilt and cursing the two of them madly, cursing the black-hearted neighbors, Director Wang, the Civil Affairs Bureau, and Jia Danghuaihua. In short, she said nothing good about anyone.

Seeing that she was still so energetic after a day of making a fuss, He Daqing frowned.

"I don't think a broken leg is a big deal. I didn't come to the hospital when my leg was broken. What's more, she looks so energetic. It will affect the doctors' work and disturb other patients' rest!"

He Daqing said this and looked at Zhang Cuihua.

"I think we should discharge her from the hospital and let her rest at home!"

Yan Bugui did not respond, but just smiled and said: "This is your family affair, you decide, you decide!"

In fact, Yan Bugui was secretly very happy, as expected - he was right to put so much effort into remarrying the two, and He Daqing was a professional in dealing with Zhang Cuihua.

The two of them looked at the bed at the same time, only to see blood suddenly seeping out of the white quilt at the end of the bed.

"Hey!" He Daqing hurriedly pulled Yan Bugui over.

"Let's go, let's talk outside. We can't delay the patient's rest."

"I haven't been back for a long time. I don't know a lot of things in the hospital. You have to talk to me."

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

Yan Bugui simply agreed and pretended not to notice the sudden wound on He Zhangshi.

The two of them walked out of the ward arm in arm. He Daqing even closed the door, and the two of them walked out of the hospital.

Jia Zhang, whose feet were covered by her belly, could not see the end of the bed. When she saw the two men leave her behind, she became angrier and angrier.

She pounded the bed hard and cursed everyone for being unfair to her.

The nurses and doctors passing by in the corridor quickened their pace and walked away when they heard her cursing and the sound of her slapping the bed.

They had experienced this old lady's ability to throw tantrums and swear in the morning. Even after they ignored her, the more they paid attention to her, the more excited she became. She was completely crazy.

Gradually, the sound of Jia Zhang pounding on the bed became quieter and quieter, and she felt the quilt seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

I felt lighter and lighter, so light that I seemed to be floating.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and finally he tilted his head and fell asleep.

At this time, the blood on the quilt had spread to Zhang Cuihua's waist. Half of the quilt was soaked red with blood. The corner of the quilt hanging by the bed was still slowly dripping onto the ground, and a small pool of blood had gathered on the ground.

Zhang Cuihua's face was as pale as the quilt. Covered with this bright red quilt, the whole ward suddenly became eerie.

In the corridor on the second floor——

He Daqing and Yan Bugui were leaning on the corridor, still talking about what had happened in the yard over the years.

He Daqing mostly wanted to ask about the situation of the three generations of the Jia family, but Yan Bugui did not give a detailed answer. He only said that Jia Zhang lived by begging in the past few years, and that even if there was manual work in the street office at that time, it would not be given to the five black categories.

Later, Jia Zhangshi still made a living by begging, and did not go to the street office to take over any work, but her life became inexplicably affluent, the three of them had rosy complexions after eating, and the family also began to repair the house and buy new things...

The more Yan Bugui spoke, the redder He Daqing's face became, which combined with his uneven face, made him look extremely creepy.

He already had a vague guess in his mind that Zhang Cuihua must be taking Jia Dang out to beg for food every day. Her body was as fat as a pig, making people doubt whether she could go without meat for three minutes. Even a blind man would not feed her.

When he goes out in the afternoon with a young girl, he often comes back in the middle of the night, and the family becomes inexplicably well-off. If He Daqing can't figure out how they make a living, then he, He Daqing, should be called He Shaqing!

When He Daqing thought of the beastly thing Zhang Cuihua had done, he felt that the marriage certificate in his pocket was as hot as a branding iron.

He would rather beg for a living now.

Marrying Zhang Cuihua would bring shame to the He family’s ancestors!

"Yan Bugui, tell me honestly, do you know how the Jia family makes money and how they live?" He Daqing asked gritting his teeth.

His expression was certain. If Yan Bugui didn't know about it, something must have happened. However, he still had a glimmer of hope and couldn't believe that Jia Zhang could do such a thing.

Yan Bugui was visibly panicked when he was questioned, and he hurriedly explained: "I, I don't know. Not only do I not know, but no one in our neighborhood knows."

Yan Bugui was clearly saying that he didn't know, but He Daqing's head suddenly exploded and he squatted on the ground, holding onto the wall.

It seems that this matter is not only known by Yan Bugui, but also known to everyone in the compound.

"No wonder, no wonder you were so happy when I came back yesterday, and you even took the trouble to give me advice and help me get married with Zhang Cuihua!"

"So that's what happened!"

He Daqing's eyes were red as he spoke blankly, then he took out the marriage certificate from his pocket and pretended to tear it up.

Yan Bugui, who was standing next to them, saw this and quickly snatched it away, saying anxiously, "Brother Daqing, you can't tear up this marriage certificate. You will have to rely on this certificate to live in their house openly in the future."

After hearing this, He Daqing looked at Yan Bugui with a fierce look in his eyes. He grabbed his collar and cursed: "Zhang Cuihua is a beast, and you Yan Bugui are also a beast. You have been neighbors for decades, and you are still the boss of the courtyard. How can you watch them do it half-closed?"

"It's fine if they just keep the door half-closed, but you also want me to marry a brothel owner, an ancestor of my He family!"

He Daqing couldn't help crying as he spoke, and cursed, "If you, Yan Bugui, are a human being and treat me as a human being, you should at least ask me if I am willing to marry a brothel owner and spend the money her granddaughter earned from selling her body. Even if I go begging and starve to death under a bridge, I can't get this certificate!"

He Daqing grabbed Yan Bugui's collar and cursed.

Seeing that he had guessed the Jia family's livelihood, Yan Bugui cursed himself in his heart for saying too much, but then his brain started working rapidly again, wanting to appease He Daqing first.

"Brother Daqing, listen to me!"

"Get lost! Don't call me Brother Qing! It makes me sick!"

"Well, Daqing, listen to me."