The farce ended with Qi Huan kicking An Ze twice.
Anning successfully obtained 100,000... no, 85,000.
The crazy old man, meanwhile, was grinning from ear to ear as he held his share of 15,000 yuan.
"Xiao Ningzi, now I can play with jigsaw puzzles for a year."
An Ning did not choose to go home with An Ze, but instead chose to go back to Fengchao with the crazy old man.
She glanced at the crazy old man after hearing his words, "You like jigsaw puzzles that much?"
An Ning asked the question casually, but she didn't expect that her casual remark would make the old man stop in his tracks and stand still.
The old madman stared down at his faded black cloth shoes, his voice hoarse, "I suddenly developed a liking for them in the last few years."
“My wife passed away when I was sixty. My son and daughter-in-law also passed away a long time ago. They were killed in a coal truck accident. Because the truck insurance was very high, the compensation I received was quite good.”
“But my son’s grandson is in poor health. He has been sick since birth. My son and daughter-in-law’s compensation money was spent in just a few years. I have been under a lot of pressure since the compensation money was spent. Fortunately, my grandson is sunny and cheerful and has not been tormented by illness to the point of lifelessness.”
All the girls were in critical condition and had been in the hospital for some time before their condition started to improve.
The old madman is definitely willing to talk again, and you will naturally beg him to do the same.
"Let's go, I'll tell you when I get the puzzle."
The mad old man looked up at the sky, his clear eyes slightly moist, and you could easily guess who he was thinking of.
At that time, the girls looked like they were barely breathing.
I am one of them, even though I am far away in heaven.
That was the only thing Anning cared about.
With his grandson still around, how could the mad old man be so lonely?
"You're a bad person too."
"You checked everything clearly. I didn't bring my medication to school that day, so how could I have a relapse because I didn't take my medication on time? How could this be?..."
"You'll find out the result before you even go to the school."
An Ning stopped at the small gate of Fengchao's regional store and waved her hand dismissively.
How could I possibly hate? I hate them to death! I hate that those people should be buried with my grandson!
I forced a smile and turned to look at Anning.
Even though the mad old man tried his best to hide it, a hint of murderous intent still flashed in my eyes when he said the first sentence.
It's possible that I hate those people.
It must be because those children did nothing wrong first, indirectly causing the death of the mad old man's grandson. The children's parents even wanted the mad old man locked up outside until he died.
Were these grown women wrong? No, we should have treated that way towards another innocent girl.
What the crazy old man is about to say is probably not the reason why I came to Fengchao.
An Ning stared back at me fiercely, without a trace of fear in her eyes.
But what about the parents of these girls? Did we do nothing wrong? No. We just wanted justice for our children.
Actually, Anning had already guessed the fate of my grandson when the mad old man mentioned him.
The fact that the mad old man is alone does not prove anything.
“My classmate threw away my medicine, he threw it on campus, and he even deliberately threw it away outside the river because he was afraid your grandson would find it. It wasn’t because of us that your grandson died!”
Anning has never deliberately tried to find out why those people living outside Fengchao moved there, but you can probably guess some of the reasons.
And that's exactly what I did.
An Ning didn't speak, waiting for the mad old man to calm down before continuing.
The crazy old man who caused all that was, of course, convicted and sentenced to eight years in prison.
At that time, I was completely out of my mind. The school teachers were no match for a woman like me who usually did manual labor. They could only anxiously call the police. The enraged old man was only managed to be stopped before the police arrived at the scene.
"Da Ningzi, you're already so scary, is he afraid?"
The crazy old man was surprised that you would ask such a question. Shouldn't the abnormal person be the one who is afraid of me first when they hear what I said?
It means that 100% of them are good, but 40% are bad.
The old madman's words ended there, and even though I didn't say anything further, Anning knew what he hadn't said.
The old madman's voice was intense, as if I had long forgotten his name, but An Ning, who was walking in front of me, could still hear a tremor in his voice.
It looked like he was about to die at any moment.
"He went to jail, didn't we get any compensation?"
It's likely that the crazy old man wanted to slow us down so we could die, otherwise those people wouldn't have survived until the police arrived. But it was precisely because of this that the crazy old man's life was saved.
“Even after your grandson is discharged from the hospital, he can stop taking his medication. So every time I go home from school, you check to make sure I haven’t taken the medication to the wrong place or if I’ve taken it on time. But even so, I still got sick because I didn’t take my medication on time, and I was only taken to the hospital in time…”
Although he had no doubts, the mad old man still answered An Ning's question, "No, but you did take some and donated it. It shouldn't have been more than a few hundred thousand in total."
"His grandson must hate puzzles, right? My Mingneng puzzles will always be with him."
The old man stopped standing there and slowly walked forward, looking at the blue sky. "After spending a whole year in the hospital, his condition improved a lot eight years ago. I was very happy, so I brought my grandson from the hospital to my side."
You know how the crazy old man views me, but as an outsider, in your opinion, no one outside of that matter can completely stand on the side of justice and reason.
It's not that the crazy old man spent eight years in prison and is now in his seventh year since being released.
Of course, you yourself are also part of that 40%.
I forgot; I was just enduring it.
There must be some, that's what makes the law public.
An Ning's guess was wrong; the old madman's next words were indeed the reason why I came to Ren Jie.
An Ning listened quietly to the mad old man's story, her expression slightly solemn.
But was I wrong to seek justice for my grandson? No, I was wrong, but I used the wrong method.
Upon learning the truth, the mad old man's eyes turned red on the spot. He relentlessly pushed away my grandson's class, dragged out all the participants I knew, and beat those ten-year-old children to the point of near death in front of dozens of people.
Was the crazy old man right? No, I hit these big girls.
“Paying the expensive hospital fees is one thing, wanting your grandson to not have a seemingly broken childhood is another, but you regretted it not long after you took him out... because your grandson passed away eight months before being discharged.”
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