"She is so sad that she can no longer feel her own emotions. You'd better not provoke her."
"this……"
The man didn't expect this, but everyone saw Xiaoju's mother's reaction. It is possible that she is like her mother in this respect.
Fearing that Zhou Xiaoju would commit suicide if she woke up, the man asked, "What should we do? Should we tie her up for two days first? Don't let anything happen again!"
"Let's put her here first. I'll check the situation after she wakes up." Jiang Nian said, "Her mother is already hard. You should discuss how to deal with it."
Xiao Ju's mother was carried away again.
It was already noon when Zhou Xiaoju woke up, and Jiang Nian had just sent away the last patient.
She walked out the door and remembered that it was sunny yesterday, but today the whole sky was foggy.
"Thank you, but I can't afford your medical expenses for now." She said in a hoarse voice.
"You're welcome. You can owe me the money first, or you can help me with something else." Jiang Nian said.
Zhou Xiaoju nodded, "Where's my mother?"
"They took him back last night. However, I heard that your uncle's people came to make trouble this morning. The current situation is unknown."
Zhou Xiaoju nodded again and left.
Her mother has been wronged for so many years, and her uncles have ignored her. Now that she has come to their house, it is definitely not just to seek justice.
Sure enough, when she returned home, her eight-year-old brother was crying in the room, the house was in a mess, her grandparents were crying, and only a little food was left in the granary.
It's really ironic that her mother's life is just a bargaining chip for her family to ask for compensation from her husband's family.
A woman’s life is so cheap!
Zhou Xiaoju glanced at her brother who was still crying, then walked away. No one knew where she went until the afternoon of the next day, when she was seen in the village again.
By this time her mother's body had been buried on a mountain far away.
Because she was a married and divorced woman, she could not go back to her parents' home, nor could she go to her husband's home. The villagers helped dig a grave and bury her.
Zhou Xiaoju seemed to accept this fact easily.
When Jiang Nian was on the mountain, he saw her walking down the mountain carrying firewood. Her unsteady steps were heartbreaking.
But Jiang Nian always felt that something was wrong.
The advice in Zhou Xiaoju's eyes told her that she would not be controlled by others like her mother. Her crying when her mother was forced to collapse showed that they had a good relationship.
But she was so calm when her mother died. It was so unusual.
Of course, this has nothing to do with her.
Jiang Nian didn't go back until very late. It was already autumn, and many medicinal herbs were ripe. It was the season for picking them.
She currently uses a large amount of medicine, and she is not worried about having nowhere to store it as long as she has the space. If she comes across good herbs, she will dig up the roots and store them in the space, so she doesn't have to look for them when she needs them later.
When she returned to the door of her house, she saw a large pile of firewood, neatly stacked against the fence.
Village Chief Zhou was standing at the door and told her, "Xiao Ju carried a lot of firewood back and forth today and piled it next to your house. It should be for you, right?"
Jiang Nian nodded, "I didn't intend to ask for the money for the medicine two days ago, but I didn't expect her to be so serious."
"Alas, he is a poor child. Let's help him if we can." Village Chief Zhou sighed.
At noon the next day, a voice of abuse was heard in the middle of the village, which lasted for a long time before disappearing.
Then Village Chief Zhou came over. This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)
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