As soon as she finished speaking, Yangyang's father stood up.

“Everyone, Nini’s mom is right! We need to pull ourselves together and not let them get away with this!” Yangyang’s dad said, his eyes already red with tears.

Tears welled up in his eyes, but didn't fall.

Just as Yangyang's father looked at everyone with hopeful eyes, someone shouted, "What do you mean, 'right'? Her daughter isn't dead, how could she possibly know how desperate we are right now?"

I'm not exaggerating when I say that if we didn't want to cause trouble for the hospital, I, I, we would have jumped off the building long ago!

The one speaking was Zhang Zicheng's father.

His son Zhang Zicheng's name was also crossed out.

“Zicheng’s father, I understand how you feel, but…”

"You keep saying you can understand, but what can you understand? Your son may still be alive, so you feel there is still hope in life, but what about me? What about us?"

We fought tooth and nail to get to where we are today, only to receive the news that our child is gone. For us, this feels like the sky has fallen!

"The sky has fallen, what's the point of us living?"

Zhang Zicheng's father is now attacking anyone he can, acting as if he's lost all will to live and doesn't care anymore.

Yangyang's well-meaning father was completely at a loss for words.

And so the two of them stood facing each other.

In the corner, someone couldn't control their emotions and started sobbing.

Some people huddled together, as if they had shut themselves off.

Among the rest, there was mostly a sense of utter despair and grief.

Zhou Chunhua went straight up and pushed Zhang Zicheng's father toward the door.

"Then what are you still doing here? Go on! Don't you want to die? Go die! Just wait until your son can't even find his way home, just wait until his bones can't even return to his hometown!"

I thought you loved your son so much, but you're nothing special! So what if he's dead? Does being dead mean you don't deserve to come home? Does being dead mean you can only be a wandering ghost?

We've always believed in returning to one's roots; even if one dies far from home, one's body should return. But what about you? You keep saying the sky is falling, and you keep saying you don't want to live anymore.

Have you ever thought about how heartbroken Zicheng is that he can't go home? Have you ever thought about how much he misses you all? Have you ever thought about avenging Zicheng? No! Because all you can think about is your own feelings!

After saying that, she pushed Zhang Zicheng's father out the door and slammed it shut behind her.

Back in the ward, she looked at the people sitting around her and said, "Who still wants to leave? Now! Right now! Leave immediately! I'm not going to let those beasts get away with this! I'll risk my life to make those murderers who hurt my daughter pay the price!"

When Zhou Chunhua finished yelling, the ward was unusually quiet.

The sighs and sobs all disappeared.

They looked at her, and she met their gaze.

Just then, the door behind her was pushed open.

The sound of the door lock turning was particularly jarring in the quiet hospital room.

Zhou Chunhua turned around and saw Zhang Zicheng's father standing at the door with his hands clenched into fists.

"You're right! Those who hurt Chengcheng are still alive, so I have no right to die first! I'm going to drag them down with me, I'm going to make them go to the King of Hell and apologize to my son!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several people sitting on the ground stood up.

Even those who had been huddled in the corner with blank expressions now had a glimmer in their eyes.

“Nini’s mother is right! Our children cannot die like this. Those who hurt them must pay the price!”

"Yes! We can't let the children's remains lie scattered abroad! We must bring them back!"

"That's right! Even if we die, we'll take those beasts with us!"

"Yes! We'll take them with us even if it means death!"

"..."

Suddenly, various sounds filled the ward.

Zhang Zicheng's father, who was standing at the door, came to her with a resolute expression.

"Nini's mom, what do you think we should do next?"

Seeing that the silence in everyone's eyes had dissipated, Zhou Chunhua nodded.

"Of course we're waiting for the trial to begin, so they can face legal consequences! We also need to keep going to the government! If Qing'an doesn't work, we'll move on to higher levels!"

Only if the government, the nation, intervenes can we bring our children back!

“Yes! Nini’s mother is right. The online buzz has died down recently. If this continues, the story of Ganxi Village will soon fade from people’s view.”

Without the pressure of public opinion, the forces behind those beasts will definitely come out and cause trouble. It's possible that those arrested might not even get the death penalty.

When Yangyang's father reminded him like that, others like him immediately chimed in.

"Yes, so what should we do next?"

"Nini's mom, tell us quickly, what should we do next?"

The crowd slowly gathered around her.

Even Kexin's grandmother, who was about to jump out of the window, had wiped away her tears and was glaring at her fiercely.

Without saying much, she immediately started arranging the subsequent matters.

“Zicheng’s father, Xuanxuan’s mother, Yuqing’s father, please divide everyone into groups of two or three, and continue to go to the petition office every day to convey our requests, just like before.”

"Okay." Zicheng's father immediately responded and ran to his bag containing his personal belongings, took out paper and pen, and got busy.

She added, "Grandma Jiajia, Grandma Kexin, and Grandpa and Grandma Yangyang, you are all getting old and it's inconvenient for you to go out. So please stay in the hotel and keep a detailed record of the daily petitions."

Especially the videos and paper documents they took at the petition office must be carefully preserved. These things will soon become helpful in bringing the children home.

In addition, I'll take on another job. Every day I'll sift through information online; perhaps I can find more compelling evidence.

This will likely be of great help in future court hearings.

Grandma Kexin wiped her face with her hand, sniffed, and nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, Nini's mom, we will definitely complete the mission."

"Thank you for your hard work," Zhou Chunhua said.

Because what they have to do is indeed hard work.

Especially sifting through useful information online is definitely the most arduous task of all.

"Nini's mom, what about us?" someone called out.

"Yes! So what do we do?"

Zhou Chunhua turned to look at the group.

They were the youngest among their group.

Several of them were only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, and they came to find their younger siblings or elders in their families.

"Your job... is to broadcast live! Take turns broadcasting live 24 hours a day without interruption. During this time, if possible, occasionally follow along to the petition offices."

We'll broadcast everything we've experienced, along with their responses and attitudes, without any concealment! Whatever we do, we'll try our best to get more people to pay attention to us. We absolutely must maintain this buzz!

The group nodded and said, "We know this well, don't worry."