"What are we doing at the county hospital?"

Luo Ailan looked at the county hospital in front of her in surprise, her eyes full of surprise.

Shen Qinghe pursed her lips and smiled, "See the patient!"

Luo Ailan immediately thought of who to look at and turned to look at Shen Qinghe in surprise.

Shen Qinghe smiled at her mysteriously and pulled Luo Ailan towards the hospital.

Luo Ailan didn't understand what Shen Qinghe was up to, but she was clear about one thing: Shen Qinghe would not harm her.

The two came to the inpatient department, outside Zhou Yongliang's ward.

"He actually lives in a single room? How luxurious!"

Luo Ailan looked inside through the glass above the door.

Shen Qinghe also looked inside.

In addition to Zhou Yongliang, there was also a middle-aged woman and... Liu Chaoyang.

Shen Qinghe narrowed her beautiful eyes, took a step back, and pulled Luo Ailan back a step, listening carefully to the conversation inside.

"Are you going to burn me to death?"

With a "bang", Zhou Yongliang's pig-like face roared at the woman and knocked the water she handed to the ground.

All the water in the teacup spilled out and rolled far away.

The woman turned pale with fear and said cautiously, "I'll pour you another cup."

The woman bent down to pick up the teacup, rinsed it with water, poured most of the teacup with boiled water, added a little more boiled water, and handed it to Zhou Yongliang tremblingly.

Zhou Yongliang was obviously looking for trouble. He didn't even taste it and knocked it to the ground again.

The roar was even louder than before. "It's so cold, and you gave me cold water to drink. Do you want me to stay in the hospital for a few more days?"

The woman was yelled at so hard that she didn't even react. She looked at Zhou Yongliang in horror.

"Okay, stop scolding Zhang Lan. She is doing this for your own good." Liu Chaoyang, who had been silent, couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

Zhou Yongliang glanced at his uncle and said to Zhang Lan with disdain, "Why are you still standing here? Why don't you go wash my dirty clothes? Do you want me to wash them myself with a pig-like face?"

"Oh." Zhang Lan responded and hurriedly walked out with the basin.

Shen Qinghe pulled Luo Ailan aside and pretended to be a family member of the next ward.

Zhang Lan came out in a daze and didn't even pay attention to who was around.

"Being Zhou Yongliang's lover is such bad luck." Luo Ailan couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

Shen Qinghe agreed with this. She glanced at the direction Zhang Lan left and went to the door of the ward with Luo Ailan again.

Just then I saw Liu Chaoyang stuffing a roll of money into Zhou Yongliang's hand.

It’s all great unity, and it seems like a lot.

"My uncle is always the best to me!" Zhou Yongliang grinned and counted the money with his mouth wide open, counting five in total.

Liu Chaoyang looked at his nephew kindly and said, "Keep this money for yourself. Buy wine when you want to drink. Don't drink from the supply and marketing cooperative secretly anymore."

"It's a waste if I don't drink it. Why should I waste money if I can buy it for free?" Zhou Yongliang stuffed the money under the pillow.

Liu Chaoyang frowned and advised kindly, "No one has discovered it now, but things will be exposed one day. I spent a lot of effort to arrange you in.

Later, I used a lot of connections to get you the position of manager.

I want you to live a peaceful life, not to kill yourself!"

"Uncle, I understand!" Zhou Yongliang said perfunctorily.

Liu Chaoyang glanced at his beaten face that looked like a pig's head, and sighed, "Okay, I won't say anything more. You should be more careful in your daily life. If you are out of money, come to me. Don't drink secretly anymore. Do you hear me?"

"I know." Zhou Yongliang said impatiently.

Liu Chaoyang looked at his only nephew helplessly.

Shen Qinghe raised her eyebrows. Are you raising him like a son?

It’s better to raise it in the direction of “waste”.

Shen Qinghe was just about to leave when she heard Zhou Yongliang's next words. She was shocked at first, then she pulled Luo Ailan away.

Luo Ailan was also extremely shocked, "They actually..."

"The complexity and evil of human nature are beyond our imagination." Shen Qinghe said lightly.

She had already experienced this with Qi Qingmei.

She doesn't touch Qi Qingmei now because she sees that Jiang Xiaohui is forced to marry her, and they will kill each other in the future, so she just needs to add fuel to the fire.

The most satisfying way to deal with a person is not to kill her directly, but to make what she wants and has now slowly leave her.

This process is like cutting flesh with a blunt knife. It hurts so much, but you can only swallow the blood.

After coming out of the inpatient building, Shen Qinghe sat on a long wooden chair outside the hospital's small garden.

He took out a piece of paper and a pen from his bag, wrote a letter of denunciation, included the evidence of Zhou Yongliang drinking secretly, and threw it anonymously into the complaint box of the supply and marketing cooperative.

"Qinghe, will this work?" Luo Ailan glanced at the complaint box. "You also know the people behind Zhou Yongliang. I'm afraid this report letter is useless."

"Whether it's useful or not, you won't know until you vote." Shen Qinghe pulled Luo Ailan and said, "Let's go find Aixiang. I have good news for you."

"I really hope there is good news!" Luo Ailan smiled bitterly.

Because of Zhou Yongliang, she felt sick and couldn't eat or sleep well during this period.

She is now hiding it from her family, and they still think she is still working at the supply and marketing cooperative.

Luo Aixiang had just returned from outside and was drinking water from a cup when she heard someone knocking on the door. She asked vigilantly, "Who?"

"It's me." Luo Ailan said.

Luo Aixiang smiled, opened the door and saw Shen Qinghe's eyes lit up, "Qinghe, come in quickly, I'm just about to deliver your order."

"I can get it myself." Shen Qinghe walked in.

Luo Aixiang glanced at her flat belly and joked, "No, I don't want to tire my nephew.

You don't have to run anymore. I'll deliver the order to you and bring back the clothes you've made."

"Yes, that's it, from now on, you can't get tired now." Luo Ailan followed suit, "I will go with Aixiang to deliver the orders and pick up the goods for you, so you don't have to run anymore."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Shen Qinghe said with a smile.

Then tell them about the night school.

Shen Qinghe took out two night school quotas from her bag and placed them on the table. "Fill in your own names and you can go to school anytime."

"What about you?" Luo Aixiang glanced at Shen Qinghe's belly.

Shen Qinghe was also thinking about this, wondering whether she should also rent a house in the county.

Anyway, Jiang Chunshan and Jiang Chunlai will also work at Guanghua Garment Factory in the future, so Liu Hongmei and Chen Fenxia can also follow her to the county.

The children can just transfer directly to the county school.

But she had to go home and discuss this with them.

"I'll come when I'm free." Going to night school is just to qualify for the college entrance examination in the future, and graduating from night school means graduating from high school.

The character that Qi Qingmei created for her is an illiterate.

Seeing that Shen Qinghe knew what was going on, Luo Aixiang stopped asking questions.

With nothing to do in the afternoon, the three girls went to night school together.

Luo Aixiang was a studious person, so she went to night school that very evening.

Luo Ailan is the older sister, and seeing how hard her younger sister worked, she followed her too.

Shen Qinghe did not go, but waited for Jiang Chunlin to get off work and go home together.

After returning to the village, I met Gao Qiufeng who was calling for help. In three days would be the wedding day of Qi Qingmei and Jiang Xiaohui.

According to custom, helpers should be invited three days before the wedding, and the helpers will go to the educated youth site to help with work the next day.

"Qinghe, do you want Qi Qingmei to marry Jiang Xiaohui?"

Jiang Chunlin got off the bicycle, looked at Shen Qinghe and asked.