Chapter 88 A bag of green oranges will naturally return when there is a funeral...
Wen Han even peeled an orange, and it was so sour that his face scrunched up.
"Take this."
When Wen Han arrived at the hospital, she only saw Wen Qingke and Wen Ruan: "Where is Wen Ruo?"
"He's at the pet store."
Tsk tsk tsk, not showing any skill at all.
Wen Hao, lying in the hospital bed, only had a red mark on his neck from being strangled; at most, it bled and looked a bit creepy. So why was Wen Qingke making a phone call in the middle of the night?
"Where's his grandfather? You're not still letting him stay at home, are you?"
“Well…” Wen Qingke sighed, “He’s still at the police station.”
Wen Han was surprised; when did domestic violence get handled so quickly?
“Wenruan’s grandmother just had surgery.”
"Operation?"
Under Wen Han's impatient gaze, Wen Qingke finally recounted everything that had happened last night in a rambling manner.
It's said that Grandpa Wenruan got angrier and angrier in the middle of the night. While everyone was asleep, he took out a rope and tried to strangle Wenhao. The boy resisted desperately and finally woke up Grandma Wenruan. Naturally, she tried to stop Grandpa Wenruan, but she said something that angered him. He pushed her, and the back of her head fell onto Wenhao's toy mecha, which then stuck into her head.
That wasn't the end of it. Seeing blood only fueled his rage. He ran straight to the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, and tried to kill everyone, young and old. Wen Hao probably knew he was about to die, because he started wailing and woke up Wen Qingke. This stopped Wen Ruan's grandfather, and they called an ambulance to take the two of them to the hospital.
"Where is the old woman? Is she in another ward?"
"They're still in the intensive care unit."
Wen Han found it amusing at first, then narrowed her eyes: "Where did you get the money?"
“It was paid in advance, using money from Grandma Wenruan’s card.”
The old man was arrested, and the old woman was in the ICU, so naturally Wenruan used their money to pay the bills.
*
After Grandma Wenruan's condition stabilized, the doctor informed the family that they could visit. Wen Han saw that the old lady's head was wrapped in white gauze, and her eyes could only be half-open when she saw them.
“Grandma, the money in the card is all gone.” Wen Ruan said, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Your hospitalization and Hao Hao’s treatment will definitely cost more money, so we have no choice but to sell the house now.”
Grandma Wenruan was thrilled to hear this, but having just undergone surgery, she had no strength left and could only make a "hoarse" sound from her throat.
When Wen Han saw Wen Ruan's expressionless face, she suddenly realized something.
"Go and take care of Wenhao," Wen Han said with a smile. "I have something to say to her."
Wen Ruan silently got up, patted his grandmother's hand, and then left.
Wen Han looked towards the door, but he didn't turn back even once.
"Jingyu, go and close the door." Wen Han moved a chair to sit by the bed, looked at Grandma Wenruan's terrified eyes, and chuckled softly, "What should we do? It seems Wenruan is hoping you die soon."
"If you lot were still here, how much embarrassment would you cause him after he marries into the Gu family?"
The grandparents are vulgar and mercenary, and the younger brother suffers from uremia; by any measure, they are a burden.
“He won’t care about the money for that house when he marries Gu Cheng.” Wen Han said with a smile, resting her chin on her hand. “If I take that money, he might even feel relieved, because he knows I won’t be devoted to you. What do you think?”
“Even if we sell the house, it will be quite a strain to treat two sick people.” Wen Han said with some distress. Jing Yu slowly leaned closer from behind and rested her chin on his shoulder: “What grandmother doesn’t love her children? If she could live, I think she would definitely be willing to give the children the chance.”
"That's not necessarily true." Wen Han turned her head, looked into Jing Yu's beautiful eyes, and raised an eyebrow. "What if the child doesn't want to be separated from her grandmother?"
Jing Yu understood his implication, and after a moment of thought, smiled and said, "That's true. It's better for grandparents and grandchildren to keep each other company, so they won't be lonely."
The electrocardiogram was beating rapidly. The system watched helplessly as the two were completely absorbed in their art, oblivious to the world around them, and utterly unaware that Grandma Wenruan's heart was about to leap out of her chest.
"Host, if this continues, the nurses will have to come and check on you."
"Don't worry, I'm not that heartless." Wen Han finally came to her senses and said in a low voice, "I know what you're worried about. We'll tell the police that it was an accident with Grandpa Wenruan. I believe he'll admit that he didn't mean it when he gets out."
Grandma Wenruan stared intently at him. Wen Han waited until her inner turmoil reached its limit before gently smiling and saying, "After all, Wenhao is still young, he needs a guardian, right?"
Grandma Wenruan's hands trembled violently. No, if Wenhao is sent to his grandfather's side, even if he isn't killed, he won't have an easy life!
Wen Han slowly wiped the smile off her face, her eyes turning cold: "After doing so many bad things... did you ever think this day would come?"
He took a green orange out of the plastic bag: "I was originally going to give it to another old bastard, but it's about the same as giving it to you, isn't it?"
Wen Han broke off a segment and held it to Grandma Wenruan's lips, but the other woman kept her mouth tightly shut. Wen Han then squeezed the orange directly into her mouth, and the sour and bitter juice flowed down her chin and onto her hospital gown.
"Do you still remember?" Wen Han scoffed. "Hmph, how could you possibly remember?"
"It's okay if you can't remember, I'll help you recall." Wen Han said while breaking off an orange and stuffing it into her mouth, "You swindled all the compensation money back then and didn't leave us a single penny."
"I remember that Aunt Ruan could no longer receive dialysis in the later stages and could only wait to die in the hospital."
"You only show up now, and you didn't even bother to buy a fruit basket. You only brought a bag of sour oranges that someone didn't want, which you don't know where you picked them up from."
“People with kidney disease can’t eat oranges, so Wen Ruo, Wen Ruan, and I ended up eating that bag of oranges.” After feeding her the whole orange, Wen Han wiped her fingers with a tissue. “Because we hadn’t eaten fruit for several months, the middle school students downstairs scared us by saying that if we didn’t have vitamin C, we would get sepsis and die, so even though it tasted bad, we ate it all.”
"You are the person I hate and despise the most. How could there be such a disgusting person as you?" Wen Han said expressionlessly. "I should thank you. With you as the example, I'm not surprised by other scumbags compared to you."
Those more vicious than you aren't as disgusting, and those more disgusting than you aren't even half as vicious. Wen Han didn't want to stay here any longer.
"Do you think he'll let Wenhao go?" Wen Han asked, looking down after standing up. "I think he could just pay for dialysis regularly, but that money probably wouldn't even be enough for him to buy alcohol, right?"
After Wen Han left, Jing Yu whispered, "If she has strong recovery abilities, she might not die."
“That would be even better. Pack it up and send it back with Wenhao.” Wen Han looked up. “Jingyu, do you know how to sell a house in just one or two days?”
If it's a house in the city, you don't have to worry about selling it even with a discount, but houses in the countryside aren't so easy to sell.
We need to sell the house before Grandpa Wenruan comes out.
——
Jingyu found the agent from somewhere; she inquired in the morning, and by evening the property was sold.
Houses in the countryside aren't expensive to begin with, and since Wen Han was eager to sell, he agreed to pay 2.5 million.
The two elderly people were unable to move, and Wen Qingke was the only adult left, so he handled all the paperwork. After getting the money, Wen Qingke wanted to rent a house closer to the school, but coincidentally, he had already paid three months' rent in advance when he returned from his business trip.
“The landlord definitely won’t give us our money back, so let them move in,” Wen Han said. “Anyway, there’s a hospital nearby, which is more convenient than living in the countryside.”
Wen Qingke had originally considered renting a large enough house so that everyone could live there. But then he thought about who might be at a disadvantage if he did that, and he was also reluctant to pay the rent in advance, so he agreed.
It's a certainty that Grandpa Wenruan assaulted someone, and he's been detained at the police station. Wen Qingke originally wanted to apply for a protection order to prevent Grandpa Wenruan from contacting them, but after being persuaded by Wen Han, he changed his mind.
After signing the papers, Grandpa Wenruan was released. His time at the police station was clearly unpleasant; he looked much thinner. Hearing that Wen Qingke had sold the house, veins bulged on his forehead. He wanted to hit someone, but remembering they were in front of the police station, he could only sulk.
It is said that evil deeds live on for a thousand years, and Grandma Wenruan actually survived, though she still has to lie quietly in bed.
Several people sat in Grandma Wenruan's hospital room, ready to clear things up. Wenhao hid behind Wenruan, afraid of his grandfather.
Grandpa Wenruan naturally wanted to take all the money from the sale of the house, but Wen Qingke refused. He estimated that Grandpa Wenruan would abandon Grandma Wenruan and Wenhao once he got the money, so he was only willing to pay a monthly child support fee.
“Your fuss won’t change anything,” Wen Han said. “This money isn’t in your hands right now.”
After paying off the loan, a portion of that money still needs to be set aside for university tuition. Four years of university plus living expenses will require at least 400,000 yuan that cannot be touched.
"Host, how do you persuade your father to let Wenhao continue living with his grandparents?"
“He has to go to work himself. Who has time to take care of Wenhao besides retired people?”
The house was sold by Jingyu. Although Wen Qingke handled the paperwork, Jingyu had the money transferred to Wen Han's account. He was only willing to pay the minimum child support, which was 900 yuan a month, and not a penny more.
Anyway, they still have pensions, which is enough.
Wenhao was used to a good life. He could eat in a tenement building occasionally, but he would never be willing to live there. He would pout to the heavens.
His grandmother is unable to speak now, and he doesn't dare to offend his grandfather, so he can only argue with Wenruan: "Brother, I don't want to live here!"
“But your brother has to go to school during the day,” Wenruan advised. “And your father also has to go to work. Who will take care of you? It’s better for you to live with your grandfather and the others.”
Wen Han snorted coldly. He had seen Wen Hao secretly take coins from Wen Ruan's pocket last night to buy a Coke from the beverage counter. The doctor had specifically told him to take care of his health and not to drink beverages, but the kid hadn't listened at all.
He was clearly courting death, but Wen Han glanced at Wen Ruan's grandfather. He seemed completely unmoved by Wen Hao and Wen Ruan's crying and wailing. In the past, he would have already had Wen Ruan comfort his younger brother.
Wenhao's tough days are probably yet to come.
Wen Qingke and Wen Ruo helped move Grandma Wen Ruan to the bedroom. Before leaving, Wen Han took one last look at the place where he had lived for ten years.
"Host, will you come back to visit again in the future?"
"I will come back when there is a funeral."
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