When it was completely dark, Jiang Chunlin came back pulling a cart of firewood, with Jiang Jianguo and others pushing the cart behind.
"Why do you all look as pale as eggplants hit by frost?" He Xiuyun stood aside holding Doudou, frowning and saying, "With just this load of firewood, are you four still tired?"
"No!" Jiang Jianguo sighed, "Fusheng is dead."
"What?" He Xiuyun's eyes widened in shock. "How could a healthy person suddenly die?"
Shen Qinghe also looked at Jiang Jianguo in surprise.
Jiang Jianguo said, "It was the late stage of liver cancer. By the time it was discovered, the patient was already beyond help. He died after lying at home for a week."
"Then why don't you send her to the hospital?" He Xiuyun still had a shocked expression on her face. She held Doudou in one hand and supported her back with the other hand, gently rocking her body to comfort Doudou.
"I have no money." Jiang Jianguo sat in the yard, wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, and then explained the whole story.
It turned out that Qi Fusheng had been feeling unwell for a long time, but he thought he was just too tired from taking care of the crazy Gao Qiufeng and didn't take it seriously.
He was actually happy as he ate less and less, because this way he could save more food for Gao Qiufeng.
Until one day he rolled on the ground in pain, scaring Gao Qiufeng into screaming.
Qi Futian happened to pass by the door. He heard the noise and ran in, only to find that Qi Fusheng had become as thin as a bag of bones at some point in time.
He wanted to send Qi Fusheng to the hospital, but Qi Fusheng refused and asked him to call Zhao Heping instead.
Zhao Heping took Qi Fusheng's pulse, called Qi Futian outside, and asked him to rush the patient to a big hospital.
Qi Fusheng was unwilling to go. In order to pay for Gao Qiufeng's medical treatment, all the money in the family was spent. There was no money at all for his treatment. If he went to a big hospital for treatment, he would have to borrow money.
Qi Fusheng didn't want to borrow more money so he just stayed at home and endured it. However, he died after a week.
After Jiang Jianguo finished speaking, everyone fell silent.
After a long while, Gao Qiufeng asked, "What about Qiufeng?"
Jiang Jianguo looked up at Gao Qiufeng, "Originally, Zhongcai took his mother home to take care of her, but the couple had to go to work and couldn't take care of Gao Qiufeng, so Gao Qiufeng ran around everywhere, and even... once she ran around the village without clothes, and was taken home by Qi Futian.
Now Qi Futian no longer works and focuses on taking care of Gao Qiufeng."
Shen Qinghe and Jiang Chunlin looked at each other. Qi Futian was really infatuated!
"How could Yinling be willing? She is such a smart person, how could she let Qi Futian do this?" He Xiuyun was worried about Gao Qiufeng's life.
Jiang Jianguo, "That's for sure. They quarrel at home every day, but Zhu Yinling can't control Qi Futian. Now the three of them are quarreling every day."
He Xiuyun let out a long sigh, "What a sin!"
"Who says it's not true?" Jiang Jianguo also sighed, "I haven't been back for a while. Who would have thought that so many things happened in the village?"
Since Doudou was born, Jiang Jianguo would only return to the village when necessary. He usually spent time with He Xiuyun enjoying the company of his grandchildren.
His eldest granddaughter was so adorable that he wished he could be with her every day.
I will go back to the village only when there is no other way.
When I returned to the village, I would quickly finish my business and then rush back to the county.
With a "wow" sound, Doudou suddenly started crying.
"She must be hungry. Hurry up and carry her into the house to feed her." He Xiuyun handed Doudou, who was crying and twisting her body, to Shen Qinghe.
Shen Qinghe hugged Doudou and kissed her little face, "Don't cry, Doudou, mommy will give you food now."
When Shen Qinghe talks to Doudou, she insists on calling herself "Mom". She can't accept Doudou calling her "Mom".
My family members are used to hearing it.
"I didn't expect Qi Fusheng to be gone like this." Shen Qinghe lay on the kang, leaning on Jiang Chunlin's shoulder and sighed.
"Yeah." Jiang Chunlin responded. He didn't feel much about Qi Fusheng's sudden death.
First of all, they are not family members.
Second, birth, aging, sickness and death are a cycle. Everyone will have that day. Just accept it when that day comes. There is no choice but to accept it.
Shen Qinghe leaned into Jiang Chunlin's arms and said, "We should start to take care of our health and live well. The longer we live, the happier Doudou will be!"
I thought about the day when my precious daughter would cry while hugging a dead me.
Jiang Chunlin felt unwell and his body stiffened. "From now on, we should go to bed early and get up early, and not stay up late."
"Hey!" Shen Qinghe half-raised herself and looked at Jiang Chunlin with amusement, "I always tell you to go to bed early but you always stay up late. How come you suddenly figured it out now?"
Jiang Chunlin was too embarrassed to talk about the scene in his mind, so he said vaguely, "Didn't you say that we should live longer and spend more time with Doudou?"
"That's true." Shen Qinghe lay down again, hugged Jiang Chunlin's waist and closed her eyes, "We will all be fine."
"But what should I do if I can't sleep?" Jiang Chunlin rubbed Shen Qinghe's body slowly, but the position was wrong.
"Jiang Chunlin, you...I..." The words he hadn't finished were blocked.
Jiang Chunlin pressed Shen Qinghe under him, his hands busy, "Do some physical work before going to bed so you can fall asleep."
Shen Qinghe, "..."
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At the same time, Zhu Qiaolan, who had just finished taking a shower and was smelling sweet fragrance, came to Zheng Haicheng.
Zheng Haicheng was sitting at the table reading a book when he smelled a fragrance. He turned around and saw that it was Zhu Qiaolan. "You go to sleep first. I'll read for a while."
"Let's read it tomorrow." Zhu Qiaolan said, and then she reached out and took the book from Zheng Haicheng's hand. She sat directly on his lap, hugged his neck and said aggrievedly, "I've already said that my admiration for Jiang Chunlin was in the past. I'm your wife now, and I love you now. Why don't you believe it?"
Ever since their last quarrel, Zheng Haicheng has been indifferent to her.
Zhu Qiaolan had no choice but to use the beauty trap.
The fragrance of the woman went straight into his nose, and the softness in his arms made Zheng Haicheng unable to control himself any longer. He picked up Zhu Qiaolan and walked to the bed.
After making love, Zhu Qiaolan lay on Zheng Haicheng's chest, slowly drawing circles on his chest with her fingers.
"Haiseong, do you like me?"
Zheng Haicheng was stunned by Zhu Qiaolan's question. He had never thought about this question before.
Earlier, Chai Meihua came to him and said that she wanted to introduce him to a girl, who was Director Zhu's daughter.
Zheng Haicheng was shocked. "Aunt, are you kidding? Everyone knows that Aunt Guimei regards her daughter like the apple of her eye, and Director Zhu only has this one daughter.
How could Zhu Qiaolan marry a man like me who has a baby? "
"Everything depends on human efforts. I'll leave this matter to you, aunt." Chai Meihua said confidently.
Zheng Haicheng didn't take it seriously. He just thought that Chai Meihua was teasing him on purpose. He couldn't bother with a female comrade, so he put the matter out of his mind afterwards.
Later, many things happened to the Zhu family one after another. Zhu Qiaolan was put in jail and I heard she would be imprisoned for eight months.
He felt quite regretful at the time. How could such a beautiful female comrade be so foolish as to do such a wrong thing?
It wasn't until eight months later that he was blocked by Zhu Qiaolan on his way home from get off work.
"Comrade Zhu?" Zheng Haicheng asked in surprise when he saw Zhu Qiaolan, with a flash of amazement in his eyes.
Eight months of hard work did not leave her face with any signs of fatigue or haggardness. Instead, her complexion was fair and rosy, and she was wearing a popular dress.
"Comrade Zheng, Aunt Meihua introduced us to each other before. Are you still willing to marry me?" Zhu Qiaolan looked at Zheng Haicheng and asked directly.
Zheng Haicheng was a little confused, as if he was hit by a big pie!
He asked dazedly, "Why do you like me?"
Although Zhu Qiaolan worked too much, she was pretty and it was not difficult for her to find a first-married man.
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