The more Zhang Xiaoqin thought about it, the more frightened she became. She had always been very independent-minded, but suddenly she felt a little at a loss.
"Mother, after hearing what you said, I am indeed a little worried, but now that things have come to this, let's take it one step at a time! As long as I deny it, they can't do anything to me." She calmed down and said as if nothing had happened.
Wu Ju was so angry that her eyes were blazing. She walked up to Zhang Xiaoqin, poked her forehead, and said sternly, "You, you're so smart all your life, but so foolish at this moment. Have you forgotten how I verified whether Ningning was your brother's child? She is your weakness, the ironclad evidence that makes it impossible for you to quibble."
Wu Ju said this angrily, pointing at the child who had fallen asleep from crying himself tired.
Zhang Xiaoqin was completely stunned when she heard this. She looked at Wu Ju with timid eyes. She stammered, "Then-then-what should I do? Come to think of it, I really don't want to live with that Niu Wa. He's not the type to live with!"
"Now that you know, what were you doing earlier?"
Zhang Xiaoqin looked at Wu Ju awkwardly with a bitter face.
There is no medicine for regret in this world. What can I do? Can I really strangle the child to death to feel at ease?
"Oh! I hope we're overthinking it. I'm telling you, you'd better break up with that cowboy. Starting tomorrow, do what you should do and take good care of the child at home. I hope it's not too late to make amends. Everything is still possible. Okay, your father is still home! I'm going home first."
After Wu Ju finished speaking, she stood up and walked towards the yard. Zhang Xiaoqin accompanied her to the outside of the yard before returning to the house.
The next day, Zhang Xiaoqin followed Wu Ju's instructions, pulled out the spider from her feet, and stayed at home to take care of her children, no longer wandering around the village.
Life seemed to have returned to its former tranquility, and the old couple of the Fu family didn't say anything more.
One day, what Shumei worried about happened.
Wu Ju went on a date with her "boyfriend" again. Zhang Binglin wandered around in the yard. After a few turns, he lost his way and wandered out of the yard aimlessly.
He was mumbling to himself, stumbling and falling, his center of gravity unstable, and he suddenly fell off the ridge into the rice paddy. At that time, the rice paddy was planted with seedlings, and the paddy was full of water, which was very soft. He didn't suffer any injuries from the fall, but he rolled in the mud like a loach and was soon discovered by passers-by.
The kind villagers carried him from the rice field to the main road, and some helped to call Shumei.
The villagers were talking about...
Villager A said, "Ah! They say husband and wife are birds of a feather, but when disaster strikes, they fly away separately. That's absolutely true."
Villager B continued, "Isn't it? Look at how pitiful this old man is. If he hadn't been sick or had just passed away, it would have been better. He would have suffered for free."
Villager C asked, "Old Zhang! How do you feel? Is there any pain?"
Villager B took over, "If he could understand you, he wouldn't have ended up like this."
Villager C shook his head helplessly, "Yeah! You have a point."
Zhang Binglin had a dull expression and looked at the villagers surrounding him with a dull gaze.
These villagers who had lived together in the same village for decades were now strangers in his eyes. He lay there like a puddle of mud, motionless.
These elderly people of the same age as him couldn't help but feel the same way and feel a lot of emotion when they saw what he was going through now.
The kindhearted person who went to report the news saw Shumei from a distance and shouted to her, "Shumei, go and have a look! Your father-in-law has fallen into the rice paddy. We have helped him out, but he seems to be injured and can't move."
After Shumei heard the news, she dropped what she was doing and hurriedly asked, "Uncle Liu, where is my father now?"
"It's right there in the rice paddy field, hurry up and go!"
"Thank you for your help, Uncle Liu. I won't say any more to you." Shumei said as she trotted towards the large rice field.
Shumei arrived sweating profusely, and with the help of the villagers, sent Zhang Binglin back to the Zhang family.
In order to make it easier for Shumei to come and take care of Zhang Binglin, Wu Ju left the key for Shumei.
Shumei thanked the villagers for their help repeatedly. After they left, she boiled some hot water, wiped Zhang Binglin's body, and changed his clothes.
She looked at the wounds on Zhang Binglin's body and asked distressedly, "Dad, are you in pain?"
She carefully used a towel to clean the dirt off the wound, but Zhang Binglin didn't react at all, not at all because she touched his wound.
Zhang Binglin seemed to understand Shumei's words and said with a smile, "Aju! Don't be sad. I'm not different at all. Really, if you don't believe me, just look."
He grabbed the awl used to pull shoe soles from the sewing basket next to him and hit his thigh with it.
"Dad, don't—"
Shumei was caught off guard. She never expected Zhang Binglin to do such a thing. She shouted, but it was too late.
Zhang Binglin smashed the sharp awl into his flesh, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all. He even smiled and said to Shumei, "See! It really doesn't work."
Blood flowed out of the wound, soaking his clothes.
Shumei looked at Zhang Binglin worriedly and hurriedly helped him stop the bleeding.
Zhang Binglin's face showed no trace of pain, and he just looked at Shumei with a silly smile. Shumei thought that his brain was not working well, so he was so dazed that he didn't even feel the pain, so she didn't think about it anymore.
It was not until the next day when Wu Ju hurried to tell her that Zhang Binglin could not get up that she recalled Zhang Binglin's abnormal reaction yesterday.
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