"You guys go back to the hospital first. Comrade Song Guoliang is our unit's fire-fighting hero. We will never let him down."
"Section Chief, let me handle this matter myself. It cannot affect the unit."
"Old Song, you work diligently and steadfastly at your post, and you're a retired soldier. I absolutely cannot sit idly by."
"Don't worry, I believe the public's eyes are sharp, and the unit will not sit idly by. Don't let this affect your recovery."
Section Chief Zhang walked around with his hands on his hips. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he stormed out of the office.
The couple looked at each other, and the meaning in their eyes was self-evident.
County Hospital
When Du Xiaoying entered the room, she saw Song Guoliang holding Wu Ya on the bed. His slender fingers carefully parted Wu Ya's short, dry hair, and his dark, deep eyes were full of heartache.
The corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably, and she couldn't help but touch Wu Ya's little head with a smile.
"What's wrong?"
Song Guoliang frowned, with confusion in his deep pupils. Not only did his wife not get angry, why...she seemed to be smiling?
Du Xiaoying coughed lightly, a cunning light flashing in her eyes. She touched the scar on Wu Ya's head, which was the size of a child's fingernail, with some guilt, and spoke slowly.
"I got this scar by accident, it has nothing to do with the old lady."
Song Guoliang raised his eyebrows, "Hmm?"
"I remember it was the autumn harvest two years ago. Xiaowu was still young. You know, autumn harvest is busy from morning to night. Even the strongest person will get tired." Du Xiaoying sighed.
"At that time, your parents said that it was a waste for children to eat so much, and they only gave our daughter watery corn porridge to eat. She had to go to the toilet all the time at night. I was so sleepy that I lay on the kang and carried Xiaowu down to the ground.
I didn't hold on tight, and Xiaowu fell straight down. He cried loudly in pain, and there was a small hole on his head, and blood was gushing out. I was so panicked that I held the child and wanted to ask your mother for ten cents to find a barefoot doctor to stop the bleeding.
At this point, Du Xiaoying blushed again. "In the end, not only did your mother not give us the money, she also called us debt collectors. I had no choice but to cover Xiaowu's head with soot from the bottom of the pot. I didn't dare to close my eyes until the bleeding stopped in the middle of the night."
Song Guoliang's eyes were filled with heartache and guilt, his voice hoarse, "Wife, this is not your fault. It's not easy for you to take care of five children alone. It's all my fault—"
"Alright, stop!" Du Xiaoying touched her little girl, "To be honest, it's because I, as a mother, am not good enough. Otherwise, why would I let these children suffer with me all the time?"
"However, I was almost scared to death when I woke up the next day. There was a layer of blood on Xiaowu's pillow."
Wu Ya raised her head and blinked her big black eyes, reached out to touch her mother's face, and spoke in a baby voice, imitating the way her sister coaxed her.
"Don't cry, mommy~ Xiaowu is no longer in pain~"
"Daddy doesn't cry either~"
The more sensible the little one is, the more distressed and guilty the couple feels.
Du Xiaoying couldn't help but hug Wu Ya and kissed the little girl's face which had become rounder in recent days.
Song Guoliang's stern brows softened a little, and his voice was so cold that it made people shudder. "I will never allow anyone to hurt my wife and daughter again!"
Du Xiaoying's eyes were as cold as ice.
The next day
Old Mrs. Song, along with her eldest daughter-in-law and four grandchildren, followed suit and blocked the door of the supply and marketing cooperative, crying and making a fuss.
"My life is so miserable. My son eats commercial grain from the city and doesn't care about the lives of my parents at home. Your leaders don't care about anything either..."
Section Chief Zhang's face darkened. "Auntie, Comrade Song Guoliang is very dedicated. A few days ago, he was in the warehouse on fire. He promptly rescued supplies and participated in extinguishing the fire. He is our supply and marketing cooperative's fire-fighting hero."
"What?" Old Mrs. Song was dumbfounded and looked at her eldest grandson.
Song Zilong didn't expect that his second uncle would become a fire-fighting hero. No wonder he hadn't seen the couple in the village in the past few days. He was a little panicked for a while.
Liu Lanhua stamped her feet. "He's a fire-fighting hero, but it's also true that he doesn't respect his parents. He must give half a month's salary to them. Otherwise, we'll come here every day and let everyone see how you protect your unfilial son!"
Old Lady Song's eyes lit up, "Right, right, right! Don't try to fool me!"
The men looked at each other, and for a moment they were at a loss as to what to do with the rogue mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
As the saying goes, it is easy to fight the King of Hell, but it is difficult to deal with little ghosts.
"Old lady, your family's habit of confusing right and wrong has never changed." Du Xiaoying sneered and slowly walked out of the crowd.
Liu Lanhua swallowed reflexively and quickly hid behind Old Lady Song.
Old Lady Song glared and sat down on the ground. "Everyone, come and see. This is my evil daughter-in-law who instigated my son to split up the family property and was disrespectful to his parents. She doesn't even take me, her mother-in-law, seriously."
"That's right. This evil woman not only scolded my mother-in-law, but also beat her. Even my poor son had his leg broken for protecting her grandmother. It's just right now." Liu Lanhua covered her face and cried, with a smug look in her eyes.
Du Xiaoying sneered, "My Guoliang has been in the hospital until now, and not only have you never visited him once, you haven't even said a word of concern to him now. Is this what you call family? Ridiculous!"
"Really? He didn't even ask about his son's injury. He just kept talking about his salary."
"I think this daughter-in-law is not that bad, right?"
....
Listening to the whispers around her, Old Lady Song glared at them with her triangular eyes, "You're talking nonsense. We're just pissed off by you, a bitch."
"Yes, we are so mad at you, this woman. We are afraid that if we go there, you will chase us out and affect the second son's recovery." Liu Lanhua nodded repeatedly.
Du Xiaoying raised an eyebrow. Did Liu Lanhua have a brain? She glanced at Song Zilong, who had kept his head down the entire time, and her eyes turned cold.
"Everyone, let me tell you why I have to split up and move out!"
She glanced around, pointed suddenly at Song Zilong, and spoke slowly, "Because my good parents-in-law and brother-in-law want to sell my eldest daughter to an old widower who is nearly 40 years old and has four children in order to exchange them for a dowry for this eldest grandson!"
"You, you're talking nonsense!"
"They were afraid I might object, so they sent me away. They almost ruined my eldest daughter's innocence! I stood up to their entire family alone and was nearly beaten to death. Luckily, my husband came home and saw us. That gave us a chance to survive!"
Touching the most painful point in her heart, her eyes were red and she took out a note and gave it to Director Wang of the supplier.
"Director, look, this is the note they signed. I didn't report it to the police because I thought they were my Guoliang family!"
After reading the words, several leaders looked at the Song family with eyes as cold as ice.
Song Guoliang, worried about Wu Ya, stepped out of the crowd, his eyes cold as ice. "Today, I ask everyone to bear witness that from now on, I, Song Guoliang, will have nothing to do with the Song family!"
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