Chapter 111 Zhao Meihua had a stroke

It can't be said that it's the same as if someone had died.

Someone in the second branch of the Jiang family had indeed died. After all, Jiang Dalang had only been buried a few days ago, and today was his seventh day.

He died at such a young age, which was extremely unlucky for his family.

The seventh day seems even colder and gloomier.

There were clearly people still living in the second branch of the Jiang family, but there wasn't a single sign of life.

It was at this time that Zhao Meihua was sent back.

She was not dead, but was paralyzed by a stroke. Only her head could move, and her body was completely unconscious.

The police sent her back from the hospital.

At the door of the second house of the Jiang family, Jiang Congwen looked at Zhao Meihua, who was lying on a stretcher with only her eyes rolling around and saliva constantly flowing from the corners of her mouth. His brows were tightly wrinkled.

"Comrade Public Security, this..."

"Zhao Meihua learned of Jiang Dalang's death in prison and suffered a stroke because of the shock."

Public Security Explanation.

"Ah..." Jiang Congwen was stunned.

He didn't know what a stroke was, but he had seen people who needed others to take care of them when they ate, drank, defecated and urinated.

There is one in the village.

But the people in the village are all in their seventies and eighties, and only the old guys who are about to enter the coffin will act like this.

Zhao Meihua is so young, only fifty years old, how could she become like this?

"Okay, we've brought the person here. Find a few people to carry her back home." The police didn't intend to waste time here.

Seeing this, Jiang Congwen quickly stopped the police officer who was about to leave and said, "Comrade Public Security, this, this is inappropriate, right?"

"Meixin's mother had a stroke in the police station. How could this be possible?"

Jiang Congwen didn't finish his words.

But his meaning is actually very clear.

That is, what happened to Zhao Meihua was at the police station, so the police station should be responsible for it. How come it was brought to their home?

Now the eldest is gone, his wife ran away, the second is silent, and there are two seven or eight year old grandchildren to take care of at home...

What should he do if there is one more person named Zhao Meihua who can't do anything but eat?

Seeing Jiang Congwen's expression, the police officer who sent him here looked gloomy. "Comrade Jiang Congwen, do you think we are the ones who harmed Zhao Meihua?"

"No, that's not what I meant. It's just that she got into trouble at the police station..."

Jiang Congwen's voice became smaller and smaller.

The public security officer snorted, "You are blaming us for what you said. Jiang Congwen, first of all, you need to understand that it was Zhao Meihua herself who asked why Jiang Dalang didn't come to see her. Our comrades just told her the truth that Jiang Dalang was dead."

As for Zhao Meihua's stroke, that was entirely her own problem.

Their police station helped to pay for a few days' medical expenses, and they have done their best by not asking Jiang Congwen for it.

"That's not it." Jiang Congwen watched the police leave, his eyes fell on Zhao Meihua, and he spoke in a hurry, "Well, comrade police, isn't Zhao Meihua still going to jail? Aren't you going to take her back to jail?"

Jiang Congwen really had no choice.

The dog is desperate and comes up with such a bad idea.

Let the police take Zhao Meihua back to jail, so that the burden of taking care of Zhao Meihua's food, drink, defecation and urination will not fall on me.

His words stunned everyone present.

Zhao Meihua, who had her eyes half closed and drooling, was also extremely anxious.

She was paralyzed, not dead. Her ears could still hear what Jiang Congwen said, and her brain could barely discern the meaning of his words.

He doesn't want to take care of himself.

Zhao Meihua thought about how much effort she had put in for the Jiang family over the years. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was heartbroken.

But in the end she ended up like this?

How could she not be anxious?

No matter how anxious Zhao Meihua was, she couldn't change anything. She opened her mouth and drooled more, but couldn't utter a complete word.

In this state, she can forget about questioning Jiang Congwen.

The police knew of Jiang Congwen's plan, so they could only tell Jiang Congwen that Zhao Meihua no longer met the conditions for jail time, so the police station could not take her in.

"Does imprisonment require conditions?"

Jiang Congwen was completely dumbfounded.

I have never heard such a statement.

But the police would not lie to him and explained the policy to Jiang Congwen. The village chief Liu Yongzheng, who was standing nearby, also followed the police's advice and asked Jiang Congwen to carry Zhao Meihua in.

Jiang Congwen was still unhappy.

Liu Yongzheng's gaze fell on Jiang Congwen.

"Jiang Congwen, your family is already in this state now, do you really want someone to break your spine?"

In Qianjin Village today, if we were to say which family has the worst reputation, the one that makes people shake their heads uncontrollably when they are mentioned, it would definitely be Jiang Congwen's family.

So many abnormal things have happened in their family, but Jiang Congwen still hasn't done anything good. Has he not received enough lessons?

Yes, although feudal superstition is being eradicated now, there are still many people who believe in it in the village.

In the eyes of the villagers, the experience of Jiang Congwen's family was caused by the couple's disobedience to their parents, forcing their son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter to death, and doing all kinds of bad things.

If Jiang Congwen knew to change, then things would be fine in the future.

If they don't change, I'm afraid their family will be in trouble.

Seeing such a big family now dead or paralyzed, a normal person should start to do good deeds...

Liu Yongzheng's words left Jiang Congwen with no room for rebuttal.

He looked at Zhao Meihua again, and could only blame himself for his bad luck, so he took her back home.

Judging from his unenthusiastic attitude, Zhao Meihua will probably have to endure endless suffering in the future...

But then again, we all live our own lives behind closed doors and can't meddle in other people's affairs, right?

Her own family doesn't care about her life or death, so who else would care?

These people didn't care, but Jiang Xinyue, who happened to be watching the whole process, did care a lot.

She tiptoed to look into the second room of the Jiang family, but the gate was closed and she couldn't see what was happening inside.

But her second uncle's expression was quite interesting. She couldn't wait to hear the news of Zhao Meihua's death.

"Third sister."

Jiang Manyue pulled Yaya behind Jiang Xinyue. Seeing her third sister's smiling face, she felt a little confused.

I don’t know why my third sister is so happy.

"Are we going home yet?"

They had originally planned to go pick vegetables in the vegetable garden, but the third sister heard that there was something lively over there, so she pulled them over.

Jiang Manyue only saw people in police uniforms coming to the house of the fierce second aunt.

As for what they were here for, Jiang Manyue was a little confused.

I only saw them carrying a person, who looked like my aunt who always liked to scold people...

Jiang Xinyue chuckled.

"Go home, go home, let's go home right now and share this good news with our elder and second sisters."

Jiang Xinyue now wishes she could grow a pair of wings and fly directly home.

"Let's go."

He walked away, pulling his two little followers behind him.

I completely forgot that the basket was empty, with nothing in it except a few peppers.