It was like eating dynamite. The two siblings turned their backs to people and rolled their eyes. If it weren't for work, who would be willing to come? Just bear with it.
Seeing all these useless people in the room and thinking about the bullying she had just received, Qiu Hong couldn't calm down and kicked the door violently a few times.
Xia Zhipeng, who was lying on the kang, yelled impatiently, "Mom, can't you just be quiet?"
"You, do you know how much I've been upset because of you? You're still yelling at me, you unfilial son, you're making me so angry, so angry..."
Qiu Hong felt even more upset after being scolded by her son. She was so angry that her face turned red. She didn't even stop and kicked the door even more frantically, thinking that it was the door that made her angry.
The already old door couldn't withstand such treatment, and every kick she gave made it heavier.
As she kicked hard, the door collapsed with a creaking sound.
"ah--"
Qiu Hong was pinned firmly against the door and screamed miserably.
"What's wrong, what's wrong, what happened?" Zhao Jianshe, who had just returned from dinner, was startled by the sudden sound as soon as he walked into the yard, and ran quickly towards the source of the sound.
The other people in the Youth League House felt a slight vibration, a loud noise, and miserable cries. Their hearts skipped a beat, thinking that some part of the Youth League House had collapsed under the weight of the snow and someone had been injured. They all ran over to see what was going on.
Chen Yechu and a few others who had just had a break with Qiu Hong looked at each other when they heard the familiar voice, stopped talking, stood up and ran over there, following Zhao Jianshe.
The miserable voice was obviously Xia Zhipeng's mother calling out. I wonder what big event had happened that made them so happy to hear it.
At the scene where the door collapsed, the two nephews and nieces who were packing their luggage were shocked by the sudden change. They stood there in amazement, unable to react.
Xia Zhipeng on the kang shuddered, turned around and looked over, his pupils shrank sharply, he climbed up from the kang and ran over anxiously: "Mom, are you okay, Mom—"
Qiu Hong's entire body was pressed tightly against the door. Not to mention being unable to move, she felt pain all over her body and screamed, "You two damn bastards, come and pull me out! Ouch!"
The brother and sister came to their senses and quickly followed Xia Zhipeng to lift the door.
Although this door is a bit old, it is a solid wood door, and because of the rain and snow, it is very heavy when it gets wet.
A sickly man lying on the kang with no strength left, a female comrade with little strength, and a skinny monkey with no strength left, all failed to lift the door completely.
After just a few moves, the door was lifted up a few centimeters and then pressed back onto Qiu Hong because of lack of strength, causing great torture to the person below. The wood chips on the door rubbed against the exposed flesh of the person below.
"ah-"
Another scream came from under the door.
This was the scene Ning Xiyue saw when she arrived.
She also noticed something interesting. Although the girl who lifted the door was calling out to her aunt anxiously and looked like she was trying her best, she actually didn't use much strength. For a moment, Ning Xiyue saw a sly smile on the corner of the girl's mouth, and she pretended to be exhausted as she put the door down.
It seems that even Qiu Hongdang, as an aunt, is not liked by her own younger generation!
When Xia Zhipeng saw Zhao Jianshe running in front of him, he shouted as if he had seen a savior, "Jianshe, help my mother, help lift the door."
"Here I come, here I come."
Zhao Jianshe ran forward to help. With his help, the door was lifted up in an instant. There was no need for their help later. The door was firmly leaning against the wall.
Qiu Hong, who was pinned down underneath, was also helped up by her nephew and niece. She was limping, and her neck and hands were scratched by the splinters on the broken part of the door, causing some bleeding.
Qiu Hong stood up and saw that the faces of the people standing outside the door were flushed. Especially when she saw the person standing in the middle who had just had a grudge against her, all her arrogance disappeared and she turned her head away, not wanting to see the other person's expression.
She has completely lost my face today, and I feel angry again.
Her son Xia Zhipeng, who was worried about her, walked up to Ning Xiyue and looked at her with pleading eyes and said, "Comrade Ning, could you please take a look at my mother's leg and apply some medicine to her wound?"
Before Ning Xiyue could say anything, Qiu Hong, who was half leaning on the kang, shouted in refusal: "No, I'm fine. I don't want her to see me. Who knows if she will make my condition worse? I want to go to the town hospital."
Xia Zhipeng pressed his temples with a headache. "Mom, your injury is serious. Comrade Ning is our team's barefoot doctor. His medical skills are very good, as good as those of the town hospital. Don't be willful."
"Anyway, I don't want to go. Don't try to persuade me. I'm going to town." Qiu Hong turned her head to the side, crossed her arms over her chest, and looked unmoved.
She had just had a conflict with someone, so how could she dare ask someone to help treat her injuries? In fact, she was afraid that Ning Xiyue would do something bad.
But Xia Zhipeng didn't know this and tried to persuade him earnestly.
"No, no, I'm afraid I'll die faster. Go, all of you, go. What are you doing here?"
"Who wants to gather here and watch? It's because you're making too much noise and people think something big has happened." Tang Xiaohu muttered loudly.
Ning Qingyuan was so angry that he said, "It's like my sister is begging you to see it. Make sure it's your son who is begging my sister to help you. See if you can get it."
Ning Xiyue raised a sarcastic smile and looked at the person on the kang.
"I didn't say I would help you. You looked so anxious. Don't worry, I've already resigned from my job as a barefoot doctor. I don't have the authority to save you, and I'm also afraid of being blackmailed."
Chen Yetu looked at the person on the kang coldly, and felt relieved in his heart. He had tortured her so much in the past, and now he was getting his retribution. He deserved it.
Seeing that the man was not in any serious danger and still had the energy to yell, Zhao Jianshe began to point at the door and ask questions.
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