Chapter 59: Apology: One big and one small, two children with similar mental ages...
The uncle and nephew returned to Zhangshu Lane. As soon as they entered the door, they found a large group of people standing in the courtyard.
Xu Heye looked carefully and found that they were all parents of other children, carrying gifts and bringing their children to apologize to Lian Jiashu.
Even Zhu Xiaoxia, with gauze wrapped around her face and neck, was there.
Zhu Jianguo led the two children, holding gifts in his hands, and said to Lian's father and mother with a guilty look on his face, "Brother, sister-in-law, I brought the two children here to apologize to the second kid."
Lian's mother was unhappy in her heart, and it showed on her face.
Zhu Xiaoxia’s life is a life, but Lian Jiashu’s life in their family is not a life?
She knew that this incident was not essentially the fault of Zhu Xiaohua or Zhu Xiaoxia, but when she thought about it, if the police had not arrived in time, who knows how much suffering her son would have suffered?
Lian's mother felt a tightness in her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.
She said angrily, "What are you doing here? Normally, your Zhu Xiaohua and Zhu Xiaoxia would be naughty and bully my Lian Jiashu, and I'd just treat it as children playing around. But today's situation is different. You slapped him, tied him up with ropes, and hit him with broken bricks. What are you going to do next?"
"Zhu Jianguo, if the police hadn't found them in time, would my son still be alive now?"
Zhu Jianguo smiled bitterly, "Sister-in-law, this matter--" Who can be blamed?
Although he knew that the real villain was the bad guy who deceived Lian Jiashu and held his youngest son Zhu Xiaoxia hostage.
But to some extent, if Lian Jiashu had not been tricked into going to the old church and bringing danger to the children, his son Zhu Xiaoxia would not have been kidnapped, and his eldest son would not have been forced to hurt others.
But from the Lian family's perspective, if it wasn't for saving Zhu Xiaoxia's life, Lian Jiashu wouldn't have been tied up and hurt.
Even if the police had not discovered it in time, under Lu Yinsong's threat, would the violence of the children have escalated step by step, from injuring people to killing people?
With cause and effect intertwined, doesn't Zhu Jianguo have any resentment in his heart?
He doesn't know.
But it is a fact that the eldest son hurt someone and made a mistake, and their family should take responsibility for it.
"In short, it's our family that has let you down." Zhu Jianguo stuffed the gift in Lian's mother's hand and said, "Sister-in-law, this is a little gift from me. Please keep it for the second boy to nourish his body."
"I don't want it." Lian's mother refused to accept it. If she accepted it, wouldn't that mean she forgave the other party?
Zhu Jianguo looked at Lian's father again, "Brother, please accept it."
Lian's father was also unhappy. He looked at Zhu Jianguo's sincere eyes, and then at Zhu Xiaoxia's face and neck wrapped in gauze. He heard that the wound on the child's face was so deep that the bone was visible. He was sent to the hospital and had several stitches. The doctor said that there was a 99% chance that there would be a scar.
Such a nice young man, but he has such a long scar on his face... Lian's father sighed softly.
"Jianguo, we understand your intentions. I won't accept the things. Give them to Xiaoxia. This child has suffered a lot." The police explained the whole story very clearly, and they all understood it.
This matter cannot be blamed on their Jiashu, but then again, if their child had not been targeted and followed the criminals to the old church and brought danger to those children, Zhu Xiaoxia would not have been kidnapped and her face would not have been disfigured.
By some strange coincidence, we can only say that these children are all victims.
Zhu Jianguo shook his head and glanced at Lian Jiashu, who had been in a daze since returning from the police station.
"Brother, I bought Xiaoxia's, and this is for Jiashu. The child must be scared to death, please accept it and eat something good to relax."
Lian's father thought about it and accepted it.
"Okay then. I'll thank you on behalf of my second son."
The Zhu family's gift was both an apology and a plea for peace. If he refused to accept it, they might secretly suspect they were holding a grudge.
They are all neighbors, they see each other every day. The second boy in their family is in this situation, so it is better not to make enemies with others if possible.
Seeing Lian's father accept the gift, Zhu Jianguo breathed a sigh of relief.
He patted the two children on the head and said, "Say sorry to your brother Jiashu."
"Brother Jiashu, we're sorry." Zhu Xiaohua and Zhu Xiaoxia said in unison.
Lian Jiashu looked at everyone and finally set his gaze on Zhu Xiaoxia. His head suddenly ached and many images suddenly flashed through his mind.
He saw someone cut Zhu Xiaoxia's face, and then someone hit his left hand with a brick.
His left hand was broken, then his right hand, and then his legs, spine, and ribs... Zhu Xiaoxia wasn't doing well either. His face was cut, then his ears, nose, and one eye...
Screams, collapse, pain, despair, accompanied by blood, lingered throughout the old church. It was very noisy, but all these sounds were drowned out by the heavy rain outside the old church and were unknown to the public.
Finally, his world fell into darkness.
The surroundings were damp and filled with the fishy smell of soil. The earthworms were turned out of the ground and cut off with a shovel, but they were still wriggling and scattering.
Lack of oxygen, suffocation.
He slowly closed his eyes.
However--
Lian Jiashu sniffed and smelled the fresh fragrance of grass and trees after the rain.
It is completely different from the wet and fishy smell in the picture.
He stared at Zhu Xiaoxia's left face wrapped in gauze, then looked down at his left hand.
I moved my wrist and it was still flexible and healthy.
Those painful and bloody images quickly disappeared from his mind, and somehow he felt like he was reborn.
Lian Jiashu looked at the gauze on Zhu Xiaoxia's face and asked softly, "Does your face still hurt?"
Zhu Xiaoxia nodded, then shook her head: "It was very painful at the time. But after taking the medicine, it doesn't hurt so much now."
"Will there be scars?"
"It will leave a scar. But it doesn't matter. My father said I was very brave and lucky to have survived a murderer. This scar will be my medal in the future. Lian Jiashu, let me tell you, my father also has many scars on his body. Those are his medals and achievements."
Lian Jiashu nodded.
Zhu Xiaoxia pointed at Lian Jiashu's flushed face and asked, "Does your face still hurt?"
Lian Jiashu also nodded, then shook his head and replied, "It hurt then, but it doesn't hurt now."
"That's good." Zhu Xiaoxia smiled with relief.
Lian Jiashu also smiled and stretched out his hand to Zhu Xiaoxia: "Xiaoxia, I'm playing with you. Don't call me a fool anymore."
"That's a curse word, it's not nice."
Zhu Xiaoxia shook Lian Jiashu's hand and nodded: "Okay."
He solemnly promised: "I won't call you a fool anymore."
One big and one small, two children with similar mental ages reached a reconciliation.
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