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The illness is not serious; in contrast, Xu Damao's condition is worse and he will need to stay in the hospital for at least a few days.
It doesn't cost much money, thanks to the healthcare system, which makes it less likely for people in this era to fall into poverty due to illness. Even in rural areas, those who have joined cooperatives can enjoy free medical care.
When they entered the ward, by sheer coincidence, Jia Dongxu was lying on the bed next to them!
Qin Huairu stayed by his side, and seeing that his emotions had stabilized, she felt much more at ease.
As soon as she arrived, she couldn't help but tell Jia Dongxu about what her mother-in-law had been doing these past two days, which almost caused another uproar.
So Qin Huairu busied herself comforting Jia Dongxu, and his emotions gradually returned to normal.
After that, neither of them spoke much. One stared blankly at the ceiling, and the other stared at the floor in a daze.
Xu Damao and his family came in, but the two of them didn't even look up.
Xu Damao was the first to greet them: "Dongxu, Sister Qin, what a coincidence!"
His voice couldn't hide his joy.
After all, with Qin Huairu here, the days in the hospital won't be so boring!
Even with Jia Dongxu present, things actually became more interesting.
Qin Huairu understood his underlying meaning and was speechless at his scheming nature despite his head being wrapped in bandages: "Da Mao, is your condition serious?"
"Oh, it's nothing, just a minor injury. I'm in great shape!"
Xu's mother helped him lie down on the bed. When she saw her son starting to talk nonsense, she glared at him, but the effect was limited.
That's how it is with only children; you only have one, so even if they're useless, you still have to spoil them.
Soon after, Xu's parents left, and as soon as they left, Xu Damao began to talk incessantly without any restraint.
He completely ignored Jia Dongxu beside him, making no attempt to conceal his identity.
Indeed, he wasn't even afraid of Sha Zhu, let alone the half-dead Jia Dongxu.
"Da Mao, what exactly happened between you and Qian Qian that night?"
Qin Huairu secretly groaned and quickly changed the subject. She knew that Dongxu was petty and that if they continued talking, he would probably get very angry.
Sure enough, Xu Damao's attention was diverted, and he angrily recounted what happened that night, of course without mentioning the huge sum of money.
"So you really have been wronged," Qin Huairu said with emotion.
Xu Damao was on the verge of tears: "That's right, but I can't explain it!"
Qin Huairu nodded. Xu Damao's reputation was already bad, so how could he possibly defend himself?
Even if I told the truth, no one would believe me, since everyone has preconceived notions.
"That cousin Zhao De is really something; she's almost emptied the coffers of several families in the courtyard!"
And that huge sum of money!
Xu Damao was indignant.
"But there's nothing we can do about him!" Xu Damao sighed helplessly.
"He values his reputation most, so we can start from that and proceed step by step..."
Qin Huairu came up with a vicious plan. She looked at Xu Damao, seemingly seeking Jia Dongxu's consent: "I'll invite him to my cellar tonight, and then Damao, you lock the cellar door."
“I called someone over again, and then I said I came to the cellar to get something. Zhao De suddenly barged in and started touching me inappropriately.”
Xu Damao was stunned!
Qin Huairu then looked at Jia Dongxu: "Dongxu, what do you think?"
Jia Dongxu glanced at her and nodded hesitantly.
He both hated and envied Zhao De.
Chapter Seventy-Six: Yan Bugui Also Begins to Scheme
Chapter Seventy-Six: Yan Bugui also began to scheme.
at dusk.
He Yushui and Yu Haitang called out softly with smiles, "Brother-in-law, Brother Zhao, wake up!"
A few stray hairs brushing against Zhao De's nose woke him up.
However, as soon as He Yushui stood in front, Zhao De grabbed her waist and dragged her directly to the bed.
More importantly, Zhao De's right hand gently touched a sensitive spot and applied a little pressure.
"Lily, are Mom and Dad here?" Zhao De suddenly opened his eyes, realized something was wrong, and immediately reacted.
"Hey, Brother Zhao, dinner's almost ready. Sister Lily asked us to wake you up."
He Yushui finished speaking with a blush on her face, and then she and Yu Haitang hurriedly fled the scene.
It was just a beautiful misunderstanding.
Zhao De yawned, not taking it to heart. What else could he do?
Stepping out of the inner room, the northern sunset outside had lost all its warmth, resembling a dim, yellowish light bulb hanging on the horizon.
"Here, wipe your face to refresh yourself."
Mother Yu handed over a hot towel and wiped Zhao De's face, just like Jia Zhangshi had done that morning. Zhao De didn't refuse, after all, he was being treated like "half a son."
"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, we want to set off firecrackers!"
As soon as Aunt Yu's mother left, the children from her aunt's family surrounded her. After spending time together, they had become quite familiar with each other.
"Okay, okay, brother-in-law will take you to buy firecrackers."
Zhao De readily agreed, and just as he took the children out, a voice came from behind, reminding them to go home early.
Inside the Jia family house, Jia Zhangshi saw Zhao De leading several children out through the window. She stared with her beady eyes, wishing she could swallow Zhao De whole.
In just a few days, Zhao De seemed to have struck it lucky, and his life soared to a height that ordinary people could hardly reach.
Madam Jia was naturally very jealous and couldn't understand it at all.
Moreover, she would resent anyone who was better off than her and didn't help her family, not to mention the many grudges between her and Zhao De.
"Banggeng, you watch over Xiaodang. I'm going to the hospital to bring your mother back." Jia Zhangshi, carrying two lunchboxes, suppressed her displeasure and went out.
Banggeng readily agreed, then looked at Xiaodang with boredom, the two staring at each other.
Sometimes he would pinch Xiao Dang's cheek, and sometimes he would lower his head in confusion, thinking: Why am I different from him? Why don't I have this problem?
Xiao Dang is already three and a half years old. He used to be lively and clever, but now he is scolded by Jia Zhangshi every day as a "money-losing good." Coupled with the oppressive atmosphere at home, his personality has been worn down even before he has entered society.
It wasn't until the sound of firecrackers rang out in the courtyard that Banggeng became somewhat restless.
Last year he was able to get money from Sha Zhu to buy firecrackers, but not this year, so he is particularly eager to set off firecrackers.
"Brother, take me to pick up firecrackers."
Xiao Dang suddenly pleaded. This is how they got through the year; they had no money to buy new ones, so they could only pick up leftover firecrackers from other people's firecrackers to play with. Sometimes, finding a good firecracker would make them happy for half a day.
Banggeng made a decision: "Xiaodang, your brother will take you to buy firecrackers to play with, but you can't tell Mom and Grandma, understand?"
Seeing Xiao Dang nod, Bang Geng found the cloth bag where Jia Zhangshi hid her money without hesitation and took out two bills from it.
He hadn't dared to do it before, but his grandmother's behavior these past two days had been really inappropriate, leaving him seething with anger.
Not to mention anything else, he barely got to eat any of that free-range chicken before Jia Zhangshi gave it all away. How could he not complain!
Zhao Dezheng was happily enjoying the children's fun when he suddenly felt a surge of resentment and immediately looked at Banggeng.
Who else could it be?
Banggeng went to the Nanluo Supply and Marketing Cooperative, which Zhao De found a bit strange.
Soon after, he saw Banggeng playing with Xiaodang, setting off firecrackers, and it seemed they had bought quite a lot, which puzzled him even more.
Where did he get the money?
“Brother-in-law, that person always throws firecrackers at our feet.”
Zhao De was deep in thought when he heard the child's aggrieved account, and he immediately flew into a rage.
"Hey, is your hand healed? You can throw it wherever you want, even into the toilet, nobody will care. But if you dare throw one here again, I'll beat you to a pulp!"
Bang Geng dared not utter a sound and wisely kept quiet, secretly pleased, while Zhao De was disgusted.
With the sticks around, Zhao De wasn't having much fun, so he took the children home.
However, his words inspired the stick-shaped punt.
He had never tried throwing firecrackers into the toilet before, since he had been exposed to them. Why don't you give it a try?
Banggeng felt a surge of excitement and immediately set to work.
The toilet outside the courtyard house was a dry toilet, with a pit about two meters deep and covered with a cement slab.
To allow biogas to dissipate, small holes are evenly distributed on the cement slab.
Banggeng first took out a firecracker, but felt it wasn't enough, so he took out four more to make a bundle, lit them, and quickly threw them toward the latrine in the direction of the women's restroom.
In the toilet, a woman was relieving herself when she suddenly felt a cold sensation on her buttocks, followed by a loud bang.