Siheyuan: Banggeng and I are classmates

Yan Bugui continued to explain: "It was Xu Damao who discovered this first. After we confirmed it, we talked to Zhang Cuihua, but she refused to listen and threatened us with the young Huaihua. We couldn't bear it, so we thought about waiting a little longer. When Huaihua is old enough, we will report them and ask Director Wang to send Huaihua to the countryside!"

"As a result, you sent me a letter after waiting for a long time. We thought that you might come back. After all, you were wrongly accused of being a traitor."

He Daqing cursed after hearing this: "I'm back, even if I come back, you can't make me get married to Zhang Cuihua, the old procuress and the old hag!"

"Listen to me first!"

Yan Bugui explained: "Then there is also He Xiao, right?"

"He Xiao is the same as Jia Dang Huaihua, both are Huairu's children, Zhang Cuihua is Jia Dang Huaihua's grandmother, and you are He Xiao's grandfather, and Zhang Cuihua is your ex-wife!"

"Tell me about this..." Yan Bugui clapped his hands helplessly and said, "You guys have such a messed up relationship, can you guys tell it apart clearly?"

"Even if you don't get married to Zhang Cuihua, your He family ancestors won't look good either!"

Yan Bugui couldn't help but tell the truth.

Hearing He Xiao's name, He Daqing was stunned, tears welled up in his eyes, and he slowly let go of Yan Bugui's collar.

"We are so kind-hearted that we didn't report them for the sake of you, Zhuzi, and Huairu. We waited for you to come back and solve the problem yourself, so as to avoid misunderstandings between you and the neighbors in our courtyard."

"Because of your family's affairs, our compound has not only lost some face, but also lost its dignity. We are counting on you to come back and take good care of Zhang Cuihua and the others, and make a big thing small, and we will just pretend that these things never happened..."

Yan Bugui's advice was earnest, as if he was thinking about the Qing Dynasty.

He Daqing felt like he had fallen into a big net and he couldn't escape no matter what.

"What a sin! Why do you think I was rehabilitated?"

"I might as well work in the forest farm until I die!" He Daqing hit his head hard, feeling very painful.

Seeing that He Daqing finally accepted the reality, a smile flashed in Yan Bugui's eyes. From now on, He Daqing would be responsible for taking care of the Jia family's affairs, no, the He family's affairs.

At this moment, a nurse suddenly ran down from the third floor in panic.

He looked around the corridor and saw two people and shouted anxiously, "Why are you here?"

"The patient Zhang Cuihua is bleeding profusely from her wounds and has lost too much blood and is now in a coma!"

Hearing that Zhang Cuihua was bleeding heavily, He Daqing raised his head and shouted, "Good, it's good that she's bleeding heavily. Is she dead?"

The nurse was startled by He Daqing's yelling, but still replied: "We gave her an emergency blood transfusion. The patient's condition is now stable and her life is not in danger."

"But I can tell you that you have to take good care of the patient. You can't leave her alone in the ward for a long time. If our nurse on duty hadn't suddenly noticed that she was too quiet and entered the room to check on her in time, she might have died!"

He Daqing stood up and cursed, "What do you know? It would be better if she left."

"Why did you save this beast? Let her harm her granddaughter?"

"Why are you like this?" The nurse glared at He Daqing.

Yan Bugui stepped forward to stop He Daqing who was about to argue, and explained to the nurse: "Something happened at home and he had some conflicts with his wife. Don't bother with him."

"You can't have a conflict like this. Caring for a patient is a matter of life and death. You don't know that when we went to rescue Comrade Zhang Cuihua, her entire bed sheet was soaked in blood!"

The nurse wanted to argue with He Daqing, but Yan Bugui hurriedly pulled He Daqing aside.

"Don't worry, nurse. We'll just have a few more words and then we'll go back to see Zhang Cuihua!"

The nurse looked at the two of them with some displeasure, not understanding why they were like this. She saw Zhang Cuihua so fat and He Daqing so thin, and it was Zhang Cuihua who was making trouble in the morning, and they were talking about Zhang Cuihua's faults behind her back.

Who would have thought that He Daqing would not even care about Zhang Cuihua's life.

"What kind of person is this! He doesn't even care about his own wife's life!" The nurse said, looking at He Daqing with disdain, and then said, "Then hurry up!"

After saying that, the nurse walked to the third floor.

Only then did Yan Bugui turn around and comfort He Daqing.

"Brother Daqing, no matter what, the most important thing is that you live a good life first. Zhuzi and He Xiao will come back in the future. You can let Qin Huairu make her own decision then."

"She is a sensible daughter-in-law. She knows that it was Jia Zhang who forced Jia Dang to sell his body. She will definitely agree to send Zhang Cuihua back to the countryside. By then, your family can live a good life, which is better than anything else!"

Yan Bugui said this seriously, and he also hoped that the He family could continue to live like this in the future.

He Daqing's eyes were filled with tears. He nodded and said fiercely, "You are right. If Zhang Cuihua died like this, it would be a good thing for her."

"Don't worry, I will take good care of her until Huairu comes back!"

He Daqing emphasized the word "take care" very heavily, as if he wanted to eat Zhang Cuihua's flesh and blood.

Yan Bugui sighed inwardly and stopped trying to persuade her. He just hoped that Qin Huairu could come back as soon as possible and drive Zhang Cuihua back to the countryside.

He patted He Daqing's shoulder again, and the two walked back to the third floor.

Zhang Cuihua was still in the original ward, but was moved to the empty bed next to it. The bloody bed was taken away by the hospital nurse and dealt with.

Now Zhang Cuihua no longer had the domineering attitude she had before, and just lay weakly in the bed.

Her face was pale and she couldn't even lift her hands. She watched He Daqing come closer and tuck the corner of the quilt for her, and she could only look at He Daqing with resentment.

He Daqing took the corner of the quilt and tucked it hard against her throat.

"Zhang Cuihua, you are such a beast. Even beasts can't do what you did. You actually dragged your own granddaughter to be a half-closed door. Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of you in the future and let Qin Huairu come back to see her good mother-in-law!"

The voice was so calm that Zhang Cuihua even suspected that He Daqing would choke to death in the next moment.

"Ho ho ho~~" Zhang Cuihua strained her throat but had no strength to speak, her eyes full of fear and panic.

He Daqing forced out another ugly smile, let go of the quilt in his hand and said, "Don't you like to mention Old Jia and Little Jia the most?"

"Maybe they're thinking about you too!"

"Don't worry, when you go down, you will not only go to the eighteen levels of hell, but you will also be punished by Old Jia and Little Jia. Not only will you suffer while you are alive, but even if you die, I will bring my whole family to burn incense for Old Jia and Little Jia every day, and let them punish you every day."

He Daqing was so calm that it was creepy. His face pressed against Zhang Cuihua's, really like an evil ghost demanding his life.