Chapter 214 Zhao Rao (2)
The three of them moved their things into the living room, and Wang Zhen sighed again, "Don't buy so much in the future. Now that our family is well off, we don't lack anything."
Jiang Su asked curiously, "As a county leader, how come no one gives you gifts?"
Jiang Ningyue found it funny to hear this. Why was he thinking about corruption before anything happened?
You just passed the civil service exam, so you’ve already thought of what to say in your “Confessions”, right?
"I'm not short of money, so why would I want their things?" Jiang Ningyue said calmly, "I'll leave you two another 100,000 yuan later. Come back to me when you've spent it."
"We didn't touch the money you gave us last time."
Wang Zhen quickly refused, "Your father is just obsessed with power. He thinks it's a face-saving thing when someone gives him a gift. Don't pay any attention to him."
Jiang Su opened his mouth but said nothing in the end.
After lunch, Jiang Ningyue strolled around the village with her big yellow dog. As the New Year approached, more and more young people began to appear in the village. However, Jiang Ningyue didn't recognize many of the children.
They looked at Jiang Ningyue eagerly, and the brave ones even ran over to greet Jiang Ningyue.
Jiang Ningyue arrived at Zhao Rao's door, but found it locked. Jiang Ningyue looked around, feeling a little strange.
Even if Zhao Rao didn't have a holiday, her grandmother should be at home.
Just then, the neighbor grandmother next to Zhao Rao's house came out. Jiang Ningyue greeted her politely and asked, "Do you know where Zhao Rao went?"
"Her grandmother is ill."
The neighbor's grandmother sighed, "Didn't it snow heavily on the 6th? On the 8th, Grandma Zhao fell down."
Jiang Ningyue naturally knew about the heavy snowfall in the city on the 6th. She even participated in volunteer service and took the lead in sweeping the snow for a while.
People often say that auspicious snow indicates a good harvest.
But for Zhao Rao's family, this snow may make things even worse for this not-so-wealthy family.
"ah……"
Jiang Ningyue sighed, "At this age, falling is a big deal!"
"Yeah." The neighbor's grandmother sighed, "He already had a limp on one leg, and now he probably can't get up. He's been hospitalized in the county for a while now."
"In the county hospital?"
Jiang Ningyue asked again.
"That... I'm not sure."
The neighbor's grandmother also heard it from others and doesn't know much about the details.
Jiang Ningyue nodded, wondering if she should go to the county hospital. After all, it was very difficult for these two people to live a normal life.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ningyue returned home and came to Jiang Su, "Dad, do you know Zhao Rao's family?"
Jiang Su saw his daughter come in and quickly put out his cigarette. After hearing Jiang Ningyue's words, Jiang Su nodded and said, "Ah, I know."
"Her grandmother fell down two days ago?"
"Yes." Jiang Su nodded, sighing with emotion, "Poor child! Daddy is dead, mom ran away, and now grandma is not doing well."
Wang Zhen gossiped, "Everyone in the village says she's doomed to die."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Jiang Su said with a stern face, "As the family member of a leading cadre, how can you promote such ideas?! If it gets out, wouldn't it be a discredit to me and my daughter?"
Jiang Ningyue: "..."
"What's the situation now? Are they hospitalized in the county?"
"Yes." Jiang Su nodded. "At that time, Grandma Zhao fell in the yard and was seen by the neighbors. It was our village committee who sent someone to take her to a small clinic in the township for an IV. After they found Zhao Rao, they transferred her to the county hospital."
"Will the government reimburse it?" Jiang Ningyue asked curiously.
"They won't reimburse her." Jiang Su looked at Jiang Ningyue as if he were looking at a foreigner. "The country owes her family, why are they reimbursing her?"
"Isn't there something like...rural medical insurance now?" Jiang Ningyue asked curiously.
"If no one pays, who will pay for that thing?"
Wang Zhen interrupted, "That's only three or four hundred yuan a year! Isn't that all just wasted money?"
"Nonsense, what do you know!" Jiang Su retorted, "This rural medical insurance is a national benefit and is very necessary! Look, if the Zhao family had paid for medical insurance this time, the hospitalization wouldn't have cost much."
"yes."
Jiang Ningyue nodded in agreement, "It seems my dad's position as a village committee member was not in vain. He has learned a lot of knowledge."
"Of course."
Jiang Su was very proud. He crossed his legs and subconsciously wanted to light a cigarette. Then he picked up the thermos, unscrewed it, and took a sip of tea. "However, the annual insurance premium of 370 yuan is indeed a considerable burden for rural people, especially for Lao Zhao's family. At present, the proportion of medical insurance in our village is still not high."
Jiang Ningyue sighed, "Their family was already poor, so isn't it even poorer now?"
"Not necessarily."
Jiang Su said, "Last September (2019), I helped her apply for the county's 'Special Poverty Subsidy', which gave her 7,000 to 8,000 yuan a year."
Jiang Ningyue nodded. "That's good too. However, I don't know if she has the money for this visit."
Jiang Su took out his cell phone and said, "I left the number of the front desk of the county hospital. I'll ask."
After asking a few questions, Jiang Su hung up the phone and said doubtfully, "He was discharged from the hospital today."
"Discharged from the hospital?"
Jiang Ningyue was a little surprised. She walked out of the yard and headed towards Zhao Rao's house again.
In January, a biting cold wind was blowing from the northwest. The snow that fell some time ago was piled up on the roadside. Unless something unexpected happened, it would not disappear throughout the winter.
The biting cold wind was painful on my face.
On the cement road in the village, a thin body was carrying an old man on his back and walking forward step by step.
The small body was wearing a thin coat, while the old man was wrapped very tightly, which looked a bit abrupt and funny.
It was Zhao Rao, she came back carrying her grandmother.
Although she was abandoned by her mother, she ultimately did not give up on her grandmother.
"Zhao Rao."
Jiang Ningyue quickly stepped forward and helped Zhao Rao support her body.
"Sister Yue."
Zhao Rao was sweating profusely due to exhaustion, and her hair was sticking to her forehead. A look of surprise appeared on her face. "You're back."
"Um."
Jiang Ningyue nodded and looked at the old woman on her back. "How is your grandma?"
A trace of sadness flashed across Zhao Rao's face, but she soon smiled again, "It's nothing."
"Let me do it."
"No, no, no." Zhao Rao quickly refused, "I'm not tired, I'm fine."
At this time, Jiang Su came out with his hands behind his back and shouted at the villagers who were watching the excitement: "You are such a jerk! Come and help! Xiao Kun, come and help!"
Most people in the village have the surname Jiang, so many of them are related by blood.
"Hey, Second Master."
After hearing this, Xiao Kun hurried over, and this time Zhao Rao did not refuse.
Jiang Ningyue reached out and grasped Zhao Rao's hand, which had already turned purple from the cold. Zhao Rao, 18, should have been in her prime, but her hands were already cracked and even had calluses.
Zhao Rao felt a little inferior, but she didn't dare to shrink back, so she could only whisper timidly: "Sister, my hands are dirty."
Jiang Ningyue ignored him and asked, "How did you come back?"
"My grandma and I came back by bus, and the bus stopped at the village entrance."
Chenmu County has only one bus, which runs around the county seat, only in the morning and evening. Villagers who want to go to the county seat must take a privately-operated bus, which costs 5 yuan per person.
The group arrived at Zhao Rao's house. Zhao Rao took out the key from his pocket, turned the rusty door lock with great effort, and pushed open the door. Inside was a dilapidated scene.
The snow in the yard had been half-cleared, and all sorts of things were thrown randomly on the ground.
The white snow on the ground was covered with footprints.
This place looks like everything except a warm home. Looking at the thick snow on the roof, Jiang Ningyue was afraid that the house would collapse one day.
Zhao Rao smiled and thanked Xiao Kun, "Brother Xiao Kun, thank you. Please give grandma to me."
"Is this where people live?!"
Jiang Su frowned and said, "Ni'er, listen to your uncle and live with him. You can spend the New Year at my house this year."
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