The old lady of the Qian family also realized that she had done something wrong, and hurriedly ran to her son and said, "Jianhua, are you okay?"
Qian Jianhua's face was distorted with pain and he couldn't speak. He originally wanted to rely on his mother's hand to support him and go home.
Who would have thought that Old Lady Qian was only concerned with her own inner joy, ready to show off in front of these people, and she raised her chin and said, "Jianhua, did you win the election this time?
Look, my mother specially asked someone to get some firecrackers for me. I still have two plates of them."
Qian Jianhua not only felt pain in his hands, but also felt pain in his heart as if his mother had stabbed him with a knife.
He shook off Old Lady Qian's hand with all his strength, his face darkened, and he hardly dared to look at the people in the yard.
Turning around and walking in another direction, Old Mrs. Qian lost her balance and was thrown against the wall. She rubbed her aching shoulder in surprise and confusion.
Seeing Qian Jianhua walking away without even looking back, she raised her arms and shouted, "Jianhua, Jianhua, where are you going?"
But Qian Jianhua ignored her and left quickly with his hands covered.
If he stayed any longer, he would lose all his dignity and face in front of these neighbors.
When Qian Jianhua thought of Xiaorou's family, he felt so angry that his teeth were itching.
On the other side, Xiaorou's mother burst out laughing.
"Mrs. Qian, let me tell you, why did you leave for your son?
He didn't win the election today. What a waste of your firecrackers.
Oh, by the way, my future son-in-law has some talent and was elected."
This sentence frightened the old lady of the Qian family so much that her eyes widened like a calf's.
He murmured to himself: “No, it’s impossible, how could he do that?
You must be lying!"
Her reaction was so big that she no longer cared about the pain in her shoulders.
Standing at the gate of the family compound, he put his hands on his waist and shouted angrily: "Don't talk nonsense here, there is no one from the agricultural machinery station in this selection."
Xiaorou's mother's smile got even bigger, her mouth almost reaching her pants: "Oh, that's really unfortunate, my future son-in-law is a driver at a food factory."
These words made Old Mrs. Qian feel shocked and doubtful. Combining this with her son's behavior just now, she closed her eyes and wondered to herself, could it be true?
Coincidentally, a man in a Zhongshan suit came over at this moment, and Old Mrs. Qian seemed to have found a life-saving straw.
He grabbed his arm and shouted, “Da Jun, you are going to run for election today too!
Tell me the truth, did you and our Jianhua win the election? "
Da Jun's face was flushed, and he was holding a stack of things in his arms. He smiled and nodded, and raised the notebook in his hand: "I'm in the election. Look, all these things are here."
His words seemed to reassure Mrs. Qian, who said complacently, "I told you that my son would definitely win the election with this performance!
Humph, you keep talking nonsense all day long. Who knows if your future son-in-law got into prison by some dirty trick."
Mrs. Qian's words scolded quite a few people, and the smiles on the faces of the army beside her also faded.
Isn't this person clearly saying that there is something shady going on in this election?
The efforts and performances of these people were trampled underfoot.
"Aunt Qian, I don't like what you said.
Our election this time is based on the principles of fairness and justice. Only those who have made outstanding contributions to the factory can be elected.
Not only did the factory leaders vote, but there was also the county leaders' vote. Aren't you saying that there was something shady about the county leaders' votes?
If this gets out to other people, your whole family will probably be taken in for questioning."
Old Mrs. Qian was shocked by his words and said quickly, “Look, look, that’s not what I meant.
We must trust the county leaders. I am who I am, and I am just...”
Da Jun did not listen to her excuses and continued, "I did win the election, here are my awards and certificates of honor.
But Comrade Qian Jianhua did not win the election.”
Fearing that his words might be caught wrong, Da Jun quickly added: “Everyone who participates in the election is a role model for us to learn from.
But there are only so many spots available, and there are 30 or 40 people running for election today."
Old Mrs. Qian's good mood was shattered by Da Jun's words.
Her hands were shaking and her eyes subconsciously fell on the people in the yard.
Seeing the sarcastic smiles on many people's faces, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.
The old lady of the Qian family straightened her body and fell down.
If you fall and hit the back of your head, it could be fatal.
Da Jun didn't care about what he was holding in his hands. He threw it to the ground in a hurry and used both hands to catch the falling body of old lady Qian.
He shouted anxiously: "Come and help, come and help."
Xiaorou hurried over. At this moment, no matter how much resentment she had towards the old lady of the Qian family, she had to put it aside.
I have to perform my duties as a nurse. Otherwise, if others hear about it, I will probably be scolded to death.
After the first aid, Mrs. Qian's eyelids were trembling.
The toothless old lady next to her was also squatting there. She saw that Old Madam Qian's eyelids were twitching but she wouldn't open them.
Thinking something had happened, he quickly looked at Xiaorou and asked, "Xiaorou, what happened to this old lady? Should she be sent to the hospital?"
Xiaorou looked at the person on the ground and realized that the old lady of the Qian family felt embarrassed and was unwilling to open her eyes even after waking up.
She forced a smile and was about to speak when she was pulled aside by her mother.
“I’ve attended hygiene classes at the factory before, and I heard that if someone suddenly faints due to emotional excitement, it’s not a big deal if their breathing is stable.
But it is also easy to have a stroke, and then the corners of the mouth will not be able to close, and water will flow down the mouth. "
"So what should we do?"
"I heard that just two slaps will do the trick, wait for it everyone!"
Xiaorou's mother didn't give anyone a chance to react. She slapped them twice.
The old lady of the Qian family was beaten so hard that she cried out, sat up, and looked at Xiaorou's mother angrily.
Xiaorou's mother said in surprise: "Look, look, I said that what the hygienist taught me was effective, right?
After two slaps, Mrs. Qian didn't have a stroke and woke up. "
Old Mrs. Qian's lips trembled with anger.
Xiaorou's mother rolled her eyes and quickly shouted, "Her mouth is still shaking, do you want another slap?"
Old Mrs. Qian quickly covered her mouth with her hand, trying hard to suppress her uncontrollable lips.
He forced a smile and said, "Thank you all so much for today. I suddenly remembered that I have some things to do at home, so I'll go back first."
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