Chapter 2: Did she voluntarily commit suicide to stay with her husband or was she murdered?
Bai then smiled at the village head's wife and said, "Sister Liang, it's enough with me and your sister-in-law here. Why don't you go back and do your own thing?"
The village head's wife waved her hand, half laughing. "No hurry. Minghai hasn't invited Doctor Jiang yet. When Doctor Jiang comes, he'll have to pay for the consultation and medicine. If I don't pay for it first, how will Mrs. Xu have the energy to go and get it?"
What else? Would you, the Bai family or the Zhang family, be willing to pay for it in advance?
Bai suddenly felt a little embarrassed and was secretly angry in her heart: What a nosy woman!
Aunt Zhuer quickly brought in the egg drop soup. "I've let it cool down. It's warm enough to drink. Come on, Zhichun, drink it quickly."
Aunt Zhu'er and the headman's wife helped the child sit up and fed him with a bowl respectively. Neither Zhang nor Bai could help.
Zhang was happy to be free, while Bai was a thoughtful and narrow-minded person. I don’t know what she was thinking about, but she was probably thinking too much, and her face looked a little gloomy.
Xu Zhichun was very hungry, dizzy from excessive blood loss, and his hands and feet were shaking violently, but he did not refuse. He thanked him and started drinking in big gulps.
After drinking a big bowl of thick egg drop soup, I finally felt my limbs warm up and my head was not so dizzy anymore.
Seeing that she looked better, the headman's wife and Aunt Zhuer were also very happy.
Aunt Zhuer smiled and said, "Mrs. Liang is the one who understands. Look at Zhichun. He looks much better."
Liang Minghai finally invited Doctor Jiang. The village head, Uncle Liang, Uncle Liang II and other family members were still there. After a few greetings, they hurriedly invited Doctor Jiang to Xu Zhichun's bedside.
Doctor Jiang examined Xu Zhichun and said that he had lost too much blood. He just needed to apply medicine to the wounds on his head and arms for a few days, eat something good, and rest well for a while.
On the way, he heard Liang Minghai talk about why Xu Zhichun was injured. He admired him and reduced most of the medical expenses. Only the external ointment was not collected by himself in the mountains, but bought from the county clinic. He only charged forty cents.
Both my eldest and second uncle's families were so distressed that their faces were twitching. They only felt relieved when they saw the headman's wife pay the money.
Fortunately, they didn't have to pay in advance.
Aunt Zhu'er simply took the medicine back and made it for Xu Zhichun. With nothing else to do, everyone left.
Doctor Jiang hesitated before leaving and advised Xu Zhichun: "Your niece is still young. It's better to be alive than dead. Don't do anything stupid in the future."
The village head's wife also said, "Yes, if you have any difficulties, just come to us and tell us, don't be silly."
Xu Zhichun nodded and said, "I won't do that anymore. I will cheer myself up and raise Mingxuan well. That's the only way I can be worthy of Minglang."
You have to say nice things and show your attitude, after all, there is still a long way to go.
The village head's wife laughed and said, "Yes, you are right to think so!"
The eldest uncle and the second uncle's families also laughed and said, "That's good, that's good."
Doctor Jiang nodded and casually reminded her, "By the way, although my niece-in-law has survived, it's not easy to restore her health. Especially with the excessive blood loss, the wind can make you dizzy. When you go up the mountain to work in the future, remember not to stand in the wind or too high up. The wind is especially strong on the edge of cliffs or on ridges. Don't go there."
The injuries caused by jumping off a cliff voluntarily and being pushed off the cliff by someone are somewhat different. Doctor Jiang suspected that Xu Zhichun was the latter, but it was hard to say. There was no evidence, so he couldn't say.
Just now, when he hinted at it, Xu Zhichun seemed to have completely forgotten the situation at that time. He guessed that it was probably because of a brain injury.
So much so that she even thought she was jumping off a cliff to follow her husband.
But Dr. Jiang trusts his own judgment more.
This is all he could remind you of.
Xu Zhichun's heart moved slightly, and for a moment he felt as if he had grasped something, but he didn't.
She nodded: "Thank you, Doctor Jiang, I will remember it."
After seeing Doctor Jiang off, everyone left one after another.
Zhang seemed to want to say something, but her uncle pulled her away.
Only then did Xu Zhichun have time to comfort his brother-in-law Liang Mingxuan.
This child, ten years old, attends a private school in the neighboring Quanshan Village. He's an exceptional student, handsome, and well-mannered. He wears a half-new, bamboo-green Confucian robe, giving him the air of a scholar. His eyes, in particular, are clear and serene, as if imbued with the brilliance of knowledge. Anyone who sees him would be forgiven for thinking he's a brilliant student with a promising future.
This kind of almost innate scholarly temperament is something that others cannot ask for.
Everyone knows that when this child grows up, he will definitely not be an ordinary person. There are countless people in the village who envy their family.
But now, the news of Liang Minglang's death has come, Liang Mingxuan has suddenly become an orphan, and Xu Zhichun has also become a widow. The days to come may not be the same.
In the past two years, although the eldest uncle and the second uncle's families have taken advantage of each other in bits and pieces, they did not dare to go too far. Now, it is hard to say.
Xu Zhichun smiled and patted the edge of the bed, motioning Liang Mingxuan to come over.
"Mingxuan, don't worry. I'm here with you. I'll definitely support you in your studies. We can live our lives the same way from now on. I'm fine now. Will you go to school tomorrow, or stay home and rest for a few more days?"
The news of Liang Minglang's death came five days ago. This child used to have a very good relationship with his eldest brother. I don't know if he has recovered or not. He is so young and has to endure all this. It's really pitiful. It would be better for him to rest for a few more days.
Liang Mingxuan's eyes were red, and he suddenly threw himself into Xu Zhichun's arms, hugging her tightly, his small body trembling.
Xu Zhichun sighed inwardly. No matter how smart he was or how good he was at studying, he was only ten years old and would be afraid. If his sister-in-law also died, he would truly be an orphan.
What uncles and aunts? They are all vampires.
If he lived with them, even if the village head was pressuring him to go to school, his life would not be easy, and all his land and property would surely become theirs.
It would be fine if they tortured him to the point of him becoming a failure in the future, but if he becomes successful, the filial piety of "raising him" alone would be enough to control him for the rest of his life!
After a while, Liang Mingxuan said in a hoarse voice, "Sister-in-law, don't die. Don't... leave me."
"No, no, definitely not."
"real?"
"Of course it's true."
Seeing that he wasn't in a good state, Xu Zhichun said, "How about you rest at home for a few days before going to school?"
Liang Mingxuan was also a little worried about his sister-in-law, so he nodded: "Yeah."
Xu Zhichun talked to him for a long time to comfort him. Aunt Zhuer prepared some medicine and brought it over. Xu Zhichun drank the medicine and soon fell into a deep sleep.
She opened her eyes in a daze and found herself at a huge harbor dock. The dock was empty, but there were rows of countless warehouses.
Xu Zhichun casually pushed open the door of a warehouse and walked in. The warehouse was filled with bags of rice and wheat. Her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but open a sack and grab a handful of snow-white rice.
Xu Zhichun's consciousness suddenly shuddered, and he opened his eyes, staring blankly at the rice in his hand.
She looked up and around, she was still lying on the hospital bed.
So just now—wasn’t it a dream?
But what was that place? A harbor warehouse that belonged to her alone?
Xu Zhichun was overjoyed, and with a flash of realization, she returned to the port to see what was in the other warehouses.
(End of this chapter)
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