"Not long after Zhao Jihou was arrested, the Zhao family borrowed an oxcart from the brigade and took his grandmother to the city."
After saying that, Li Aihua glanced at Xu Yan's face a few more times, "What were you two doing this morning? You don't even know about something this important?"
Xu Yan curled her fingers on the table.
She was too ashamed to admit that she and Xie Zhuo had stayed up very late last night, which caused her to sleep until noon today.
The whole team didn't hear any of the commotion.
"Our information network is nowhere near as good as yours, sister-in-law," Xie Zhuo interrupted, "Is Wang Ermazi still at the village entrance?"
“No,” Li Aihua’s attention was quickly diverted. “After the police came and saw what was happening, they told them to take her home. Granny Qian cried and insisted that they take her to the hospital, saying that she could still be saved.”
Someone died inexplicably in the village, and the incident caused quite a stir, leading many people to avoid the place where Wang Ermazi died.
The children were too scared to go to the toilet alone at night.
The situation lasted for more than a month before it gradually calmed down.
Zhao Jihou didn't kill the man, and he was released. However, after being released, he started shaking nervously. According to Zhao Jisheng, he now stays at home all day and doesn't go out.
He trembles if you try to forcibly take him out of the house.
He's probably terrified; his grandmother cries every day and is even thinking of hiring someone to call back his soul.
Liu Mancang came over again, calling him "Third Brother" this and "Third Brother" that several times. Xie Zhuo was extremely annoyed, but he couldn't get rid of him no matter what he did.
"Third brother, you are my own brother," Liu Mancang tried to grab Xie Zhuo's hand, but Xie Zhuo slapped his hand away, and Liu Mancang awkwardly withdrew his hand.
“If it weren’t for you, I might be the one who got beaten to death,” Liu Mancang said.
Xie Zhuo frowned. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
“That’s right,” Liu Mancang said. “Wang Ermazi was beaten to death because he lost too much money gambling and couldn’t pay it back. If you hadn’t stopped me back then, I can’t even imagine what I would be like now.”
Xie Zhuo glanced at him.
“Brother!” Liu Mancang shouted.
Da Bao and Xiao Bao stood at the door of their house, looking at the two people in the yard.
Finally, Da Bao tugged at Xu Yan's sleeve and asked, "Third Aunt, are Third Uncle and Uncle Mancang pouring out their hearts to each other?"
Xu Yan: "..."
Xie Zhuo, upon hearing this, was speechless.
Without hesitation, he raised his foot and kicked Liu Mancang in the buttocks, "...Get lost."
With her only son dead, Granny Qian went mad.
At first, she was just chatting with someone when she suddenly burst into tears, begging for help to save her son, Zhuzi.
Later, he went to Zhao Jihou's house every day to smash his door, crying and shouting for him to pay with his life.
Although Zhao Jisheng's grandmother was old, she was still very healthy and grabbed a broom, ready to fight with Granny Qian.
"Who are you going to make pay with their life? Huh? What does this have to do with Ji Hou?"
"Your son was beaten to death by debt collectors while gambling, what are you doing here at my doorstep wailing like a mourner!"
When Granny Qian heard that her son had died and was on his deathbed, she rushed to get close to Zhao Jisheng's grandmother.
Some say that Grandma Zhao hit her with a broom handle, while others say that Granny Qian bumped into the door frame herself.
Anyway, from that day on, she completely went insane.
During the autumn harvest, Xu Yan went to deliver food to Xie Zhuo and found her lying on a field ridge, picking up sunflower seeds and stuffing them into her mouth. When she turned to go back, she was gone again.
Although the people in the brigade usually looked down on her, thinking that she had a bad mouth, loved to gossip, and was very shameless, they would still give her a few steamed buns or other food when they actually met her.
As the weather gradually turned colder and winter approached, Granny Qian disappeared.
When Xu Yan listened to Li Aihua's words, he realized that he hadn't seen her for a while.
“I don’t know where she went,” Li Aihua said. “Maybe… Anyway, she’s an old woman all alone, so no one would look for her if she got lost.”
Xu Yan wanted to talk to Xie Zhuo that evening, but she was too tired and went to bed early.
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