The old lady is reborn

Hua woke up three days later.

That scene was always in front of Hua's eyes, whether she had her eyes open or closed.

When Rong Yueqi looked around in the yard and finally took out a shovel, Hua was turning over with difficulty.

Although the shoes and clothes belonged to her son and she took a closer look and confirmed that they were her son's, she still couldn't believe it.

She wanted to see clearly, see her son dragging her like this, see how he was going to treat her.

The son glanced at her coldly, with disgust in his eyes, and without even a hint of the mercy he would have had before killing someone.

Even though she just looked at him like this.

Hua thought: If it wasn't me, but a stranger, he might not be so calm.

Is it because of me, the mother who always cares for him, that I am treated so lightly and with such disgust? Insults from my own family and insults from my immediate family?

She wanted to ask "Why?", but no answer came out of her mouth because the shovel had already hit her.

The doctor said that fortunately the patient was not hit on the top or back of the head. Although the forehead, nose and cheeks were all swollen terribly, the patient's life was saved.

Hua didn't want to talk at all. She lay there lifeless, not eating or drinking. She stared at the ceiling when she lay down, and stared at the end of the bed when she sat up. It seemed as if her eyes never moved wherever they were.

Everyone thought that she didn't want to talk, probably including Hua herself.

Only Nizi ran to ask the doctor: "What's wrong with Aunt Hua's throat?

The rat poison must have caused her stomach so much pain that Aunt Hua only knocked on the door and didn't shout when she asked for help."

The doctor was stunned after hearing this, and turned around to look again.

Hua was very cooperative. She seemed to understand that the doctor wanted to look at her throat, and finally remembered to open her mouth silently.

At the doctor's request, Hua tried very hard but still could not make any sound.

Nizi asked the doctor: "What happened to Aunt Hua?"

The doctor shook his head: "It's like a zither string is damaged, the zither can no longer make any sound."

Everyone was talking about how Aunt Hua was given a mute drug. It was said that the drug would cause a burning pain once it entered the throat. How did she endure it?

Maybe your abdomen hurts so much that you feel confused and don’t know where the pain is all over your body?

Although her son usually doesn't pay much attention to others, he looks very gentle and is very cruel.

This is my own mother, how could he do this to her!

Everyone's discussions seemed to make Hua even more silent.

When Nizi's mother came to the door, Nizi couldn't stop her or pull her away.

"I know it's inappropriate to say this now, but this dress was promised to someone on a certain date.

Don’t pull me.”

Nizi's mother turned around and glared at Nizi, then turned around and continued, "Then you have to accept it on this day. If you can't deliver the work, you have to compensate them with money for a new set of clothes.

You see, we did everything you said, and we didn’t waste your money…”

Hua wanted to speak, but found that she couldn't make a sound, so she took out the pen and ink and wrote a few words.

Nizi's mother didn't recognize him and stared at Nizi. Finally, she said, "Go and bring your brother here."

"Can you recognize it, brother?"

"Then we have to give it a try, otherwise the money we spent on sending him to the academy will be wasted?!"

The younger brother was dragged here by Nizi. The child has only been learning for two years, about five years old. Whether he knew it or guessed it, he read it out: "How many days are left?"

Nizi looked at her brother enviously.

Nizi's mother said hurriedly, "Five more days."

The clothes were almost finished, but Rong Yueqi tore another hole in it.

Hua pointed at the clothes, and Nizi immediately understood and took them to show her.

Hua looked at the tear carefully and nodded to Nizi's mother.

"You mean you can deliver the work on a daily basis?"

Hua nodded again.

Nizi's mother breathed a sigh of relief.

After they left, Hua got up, washed and changed her clothes.

The doctor felt that Hua's nose bridge was cracked even if it was not broken.

Hua was accompanied by Nizi to the clinic, where she changed the bandages wrapped around her head from mouth to eyes.

I wrote something in the clinic and asked someone to read it to Nizi.

Hua took off the silver hairpin on her head and asked Nizi to exchange it for silver to pay the doctor's consultation fees and medicine costs.

I also asked her to buy eggs with the rest, and Nizi distributed them to thank the neighbors.

When Nizi got the job and went home, her mother saw the hairpin, weighed it in her hand, asked her the reason, and then rushed to do the job.

"What do you know as a child? You've been deceived. Leave this matter to mother. It will be handled with absolute certainty."

Then he said to Nizi, "Eat quickly. After you finish, I'll send one portion to your Aunt Hua."

She happily went out with the hairpin in her pocket, thinking that the Zhang and Mu families would each get thirty eggs, and the other families would only need two or three each.

This job is rewarding, and I am happy about it.

Hua returned home, set up the embroidery frame, and began to work.

Inside the Jingzhao Yin police station, Huai'an was looking at the portrait that Zou Tong had finished painting, which was of a son on the run who was convicted of matricide.