Money can move people's hearts. Zhao Qinglan offered benefits and successfully led away a group of "righteously indignant" relatives.
This trip has cost money for medical expenses, food and lodging, and other services. Even though Zhao Qinglan had several hundred yuan in her pocket, she still felt a great deal of heartache.
She had made up her mind. Once this matter was finished and she returned home, she would definitely find a way to earn some extra money. She couldn't just sit around and do nothing.
The village where Zhao Qinglan's mother lived was not far from Zhao Family Village; it was only about a half-hour walk away.
When this large group of people appeared at the entrance of Zhao Family Village, it naturally attracted the attention of the villagers. Some even rushed to find the village secretary and the brigade leader, who were in charge of the affairs.
There's not much work to do in the fields during winter, and it's cold outside, so most villagers stay home and hibernate.
The village party secretary was no exception. As soon as he heard that Zhao Qinglan had brought a lot of people to the village, he forgot to bring his pipe and ran out.
By the time the village secretary arrived, Zhao Qinglan and the others had already reached the Zhao family's house.
As soon as Grandma Zhao came out, supported by her youngest son and daughter-in-law, she saw her eldest granddaughter standing in front of everyone.
"What's wrong? Why did you bring so many people? You want to kill me?"
Despite appearing calm on the surface, Old Lady Zhao was actually quite flustered inside.
However, she knew that while her sons and daughters-in-law were good at following orders, they weren't particularly capable on their own. If she, the pillar of the family, showed weakness, then the rest of the family would be even more incompetent.
"It wouldn't warrant killing, but I just want justice for my mother," Zhao Qinglan chuckled.
"Qinglan, Qinglan, let's talk this out, let's talk this out." The village secretary jogged over.
"Uncle Party Secretary, I'm so sorry, I didn't want to do this either, but they've gone too far." In her words, she had already separated herself and her daughters from the Zhao family.
Having received that letter before, the village secretary no longer dared to underestimate Zhao Qinglan.
Hearing her say that, I still tried to reconcile her, saying, "It's not worth it. Tell me what's wrong."
"Let's not talk about me. Everyone in the village has seen what kind of life my mother and sister have been living at home all these years. But Uncle Party Secretary, I won't pursue this matter anymore. But this time, my mother was beaten so badly that she was hospitalized and almost died. Do you think I can just ignore this?" Zhao Qinglan said angrily.
"Yes, yes, yes, your father was wrong. He'll have to change. Don't worry, I'm watching over him. I guarantee he won't dare to lay a hand on your mother again." The village secretary patted his chest and assured him.
“Uncle Party Secretary, it’s not that I don’t believe you, but as you know, they used me to exchange for a dowry before, and now they’ve set their sights on Qingzhu and Qingju.”
"I, Zhao Qinglan, have been in that situation once and suffered terribly. I don't want my two younger sisters to have to live that kind of life again!"
Zhao Qingju, who had followed along, shed tears.
The village party secretary was speechless for a moment.
After all, Zhao Qingzhu and Zhao Qingju are both members of the Zhao family, and it's really not their place to interfere with which family the Zhao family decides to marry them off to.
The last time the village secretary was able to step in and drive the matchmaker away was because Zhao's mother had a meltdown and he was afraid that someone would die. Of course, Zhao Qinglan also played a role.
"What nonsense are you spouting? You unfaithful woman, you've brought shame to our family! And you even dared to instigate your parents to divorce! How could you be such an unfilial descendant?" Old Mrs. Zhao unleashed her fury.
"What I do is none of your business. You've already sold me once, do you want to sell my sister too?"
“My mother has been treated like a slave in the Zhao family all these years, and she has to swallow her anger and be bullied. She doesn’t owe you anything. You have to get a divorce whether you want to or not. Otherwise, let’s settle the medical expenses.”
"What medical expenses? Isn't it you who's here? Your mother is in the hospital, shouldn't you, as a successful daughter, take care of her?" When she mentioned "successful," Old Mrs. Zhao emphasized it heavily.
"Grandma, you're wrong about that. Didn't you say that a married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl? Besides, it's my husband's success that's the problem. I don't have much money. We still owe the hospital money. Isn't my mother a member of the Zhao family?"
"If you still consider my mother to be a member of the Zhao family, then shouldn't the family be responsible for her medical expenses?"
"How much? I'll pay." Old Zhao roared, his neck red.
He will never get a divorce, no matter what!
"Elder brother!" Old Mrs. Zhao shouted angrily.
Seeing her husband, who was quite a simpleton, speak, Zhao Qinglan smiled slightly. "It's not much, just over two hundred yuan." Actually, Zhao Qinglan deliberately exaggerated the amount.
"What!" Boss Zhao was shocked. He had only been in the hospital for a few days, how could he have so much money? He had only a few cents on him after searching himself.
He said he would pay, but actually he was thinking that the medical expenses weren't much, so his mother took it, since she didn't want him to get a divorce.
"You think she's made of gold? Spending so much money just for a hospital stay? Who are you trying to fool?" Old Mrs. Zhao said shrewdly.
"Oh, how would I know? Anyway, after my mother took her there that day, the doctor said the injection was too severe, and she had to be resuscitated several times. As for the random medications used afterward, there were even more. If you don't believe me, go ask at the hospital." Since she dared to say that much, she had a plan.
"We have no money," Old Mrs. Zhao said, adopting a shameless attitude.
“Sure, no money? That’s easy to say.” After saying that, Zhao Qinglan turned to the side.
"Then I'll have to trouble you uncles to see if there's anything in this house that we can sell. Let's move everything and sell it to pay for my mother's medical expenses."
"Alright, let's go." The burly man in the lead waved his hand.
"You dare!" Old Mrs. Zhao hurriedly stepped forward to block them.
"Oh, Grandma, what are you doing? Didn't you say you didn't have any money? I'm trying to help you find a way. We can't keep withholding the medical expenses forever, can we?"
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