Chapter 50: Every Family Has Its Own Problems
Li Xing sighed softly, "Not long after you moved out, my uncle had an accident at work. My grandma couldn't bear it and cried for a whole day and night. When she woke up, she couldn't see anything."
"Let's not talk about these sad things." Li Xing took the initiative to change the topic: "Zhiqiu, what kind of job are you doing now?"
"I'm in the art troupe, what about you?"
Li Xing was still as playful as she was when she was little, and she teased Shen Zhiqiu: “Guess.”
"Doctor?" Shen Zhiqiu said bluntly, pointing at Li Xing: "Xing'er, I smell disinfectant on you."
Li Xing approached and whispered to Shen Zhiqiu, "I became a forensic doctor."
"Forensic doctor? Xing'er, you are amazing!"
Li Xing smiled bitterly and said, "You know I wanted to be a police officer since I was a child, but my parents disagreed. They wanted me to be a doctor."
"Who knew that I would be transferred to the Forensic Medicine Department by accident? It's the best of both worlds, I guess."
Shen Zhiqiu suddenly thought: "Xing'er, can I ask you a professional question? Can you find out the cause of death of this person from her ashes, or whether she was poisoned before she died?"
"Some information can be obtained from human ashes, and it can be analyzed based on the specific situation."
Li Xing looked at Shen Zhiqiu and guessed, "Zhiqiu, do you want to know the cause of Aunt Ye's death?"
Shen Zhiqiu nodded vigorously: "Xing'er, I won't hide it from you, I think there is another hidden reason behind my mother's death."
"After Aunt Ye died, my grandma kept saying that Aunt Ye was pitiful, that she was a good person but had bad taste, and she also said that you were pitiful too."
Li Xing recalled: "I still remember the smell of Chinese medicine in your house and on Aunt Ye's body."
"By the way, Zhiqiu, one time my uncle was drunk, and I heard him say that the day your mother gave birth to you, she didn't fall down by herself, but someone pushed her."
"It's just that I don't know whether this is true or not, and I'm not sure if I heard it clearly. You also know that my uncle doesn't speak very clearly."
Shen Zhiqiu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she grabbed Li Xing's hand: "Xing'er, can you help me? Help me test my mother's ashes and see what information can be obtained. I must find out the truth about my mother's death!"
"I'll try."
Plans cannot keep up with changes. In order to avoid complications, the original plan to move Ye Yunshuang's ashes into the grave early the next morning was changed to secretly handing them over to Li Xing.
As for settling accounts with Shen Daqiang and Wang Fengqin, they naturally had to be postponed. Shen Zhiqiu wanted to wait for the results from Li Xing before deciding on the next course of action.
But she couldn't let them have an easy time during this period.
After leaving the crematorium, Shen Zhiqiu bought malted milk, canned food, and six packs of snacks and went to Grandma Xu's house in Yangxi Hutong.
“Zhiqiu?” Like Li Xing, her parents Li Guoxiang and Wang Yuhua also recognized Shen Zhiqiu at a glance.
"Uncle Li, Aunt Wang, do you still remember me?"
"I remember, I remember. How could I not remember? You are exactly the same as when you were a child. You haven't changed at all."
Wang Yuhua stepped forward and took Shen Zhiqiu’s hand: “Zhiqiu, come on, sit inside.”
"Uncle Li, Aunt Wang, I ran into Xing'er yesterday and talked to her about Grandma Xu. I just came to see her."
"Thank you for being so thoughtful."
As they were talking, Wang Yuhua helped Grandma Xu out of the house. The old lady was indeed as Li Xing said, she looked in good health, but her eyes were grey and lifeless.
Shen Zhiqiu quickly stood up and stepped forward to help Wang Yuhua to Grandma Xu: “Grandma Xu, I am Zhiqiu, Qiuqiu.”
"Qiuqiu, come here, let grandma take a look."
After sitting down, Grandma Xu reached out and touched Shen Zhiqiu's face, and responded with a smile: "Yes, it's Qiuqiu."
"Qiuqiu, have you been okay these years? I heard from your dad that the daughter you brought with you after you married him joined the art troupe. Did you two marry well?" Wang Yuhua asked Shen Zhiqiu.
"Auntie Wang, I did join the art troupe, and I got married well. My in-laws treated me very well."
Shen Zhiqiu raised a bitter smile: "I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, it's just that I'm not having a good time at home."
Wang Yuhua held Shen Zhiqiu's hand: "Qiuqiu, tell your aunt in detail, what's going on?"
Shen Zhiqiu didn't say much, and told Wang Yuhua that Shen Liya had caused her to have a premature birth, and that Shen Daqiang and Wang Fengqin had embezzled the money her second uncle had sent her and her salary.
Wang Yuhua was furious: "If there is a stepmother, there must be a stepfather. I have long seen that Shen Daqiang is not a good person."
"And the woman he married later, she always had a frown on her face. Even though she was always laughing and talking, her eyes were not right at all."
“Auntie Wang, I just found out recently that the woman has known my dad for a long time, and Liya Shen is still my dad’s biological daughter.”
“I remember that Shen Liya is only half a year older than you, so doesn’t that mean…”
Wang Yuhua's eyes widened, and then she realized, "No wonder he never came home. As soon as your mother died, he immediately married that woman back home, and he didn't even mind that she had a daughter."
"For this woman, getting married is like being reborn a second time. Xiaoye didn't find a good man."
Grandma Xu shook her head and said with pity: "Such a good girl, you said she was so young, how could she die so early?"
"I think Sister Yunshuang is just taking that Chinese medicine. She has been taking it for so many years, but she is not getting better. Instead, her health is getting worse. She must have met a quack doctor."
Li Guoxiang scolded Wang Yuhua: "Don't tell others nonsense. Is it okay to say such things casually?"
Wang Yuhua glared at Li Guoxiang: "Then why do you say that?"
"How should I know?"
Li Guoxiang stood up impatiently, packed up his things and walked out, looking at Shen Zhiqiu: “Zhiqiu, you sit down, uncle will go to work first.”
"Uncle Li, I'll see you off."
Shen Zhiqiu followed Li Guoxiang out of the courtyard and walked to a secluded place. Li Guoxiang stopped, looked around, and made sure that no one was around. He stared at Shen Zhiqiu and warned her coldly: "Zhiqiu, every family has its own problems. Don't interfere with each other."
"Uncle Li, what if your family's sutras are difficult to recite because of mine?"
Li Guoxiang frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Li Xing told me that Uncle Shunzi once got drunk and told me the truth about my mom's fall."
Shen Zhiqiu analyzed in a deep voice: “If Uncle Shunzi knew more than just this matter, and my mother’s death was not an accident, then Uncle Shunzi’s death might not be an accident either.”
Li Guoxiang, his younger brother Li Guoshun and Shen Daqiang all worked in the same factory, and Shen Daqiang worked in the same workshop as Li Guoshun.
Accidents are inevitable in the workshop, but Shen Zhiqiu didn't know the specific situation at the time, so she couldn't ask Li Guoxiang directly.
She just boldly guessed that Li Guoshun’s death might be related to Shen Daqiang.
If she happened to guess correctly, she would be able to completely win over Li Guoxiang and make him a great help to her.
If his guess was wrong, Li Guoxiang would not stand idly by. He would recall the times when Shen Daqiang deliberately made things difficult for Li Guoshun.
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