Zhang Weifang was worried about her child, so she went through the discharge procedures the next day. The doctor also said that her health was not serious and she could just go home and recuperate.
An An is a particularly difficult child to take care of. He didn’t see his father yesterday and cried all night long. He also refused to drink the milk powder, which made Zhang Qiao Na very worried.
As soon as she saw Lu Shi coming back, she quickly handed the child to him:
"Lu Shi, An An is too noisy. He keeps crying when you're not at home. I really can't handle it anymore."
Lu Shi hugged his son, feeling heartbroken. He had never expected his son to be so difficult to deal with.
"Mom, you've worked hard. Go and have a rest first. I'll come see him."
Zhang Qiaona turned to look at her eldest daughter and asked worriedly:
"Weifang, are you okay? Mom is old and can't bear it."
"Mom, I'm fine. Go sleep next door for a while."
Zhang Qiaona went to the yard where Lu Shi used to live. The yard was originally vacant. This time, when people came from his hometown, Lu Shi was afraid that there would not be enough space to accommodate so many people, so he cleaned up the rooms in his house. Unexpectedly, it was actually used.
Zhang Weiren has already checked the fire in the stove and it is burning very brightly, so there is no need to worry about the room being cold.
In the summer, many people wanted to buy or rent the yard that Lu Shikong had vacated. People from the neighborhood committee also came several times to persuade them to rent out the yard.
Neither Zhang Weifang nor Lu Shi wanted anyone else to live in their house, so Zhang Weifang asked someone to connect the two courtyards and added a moon gate on the courtyard wall, combining the two houses into one, which saved a lot of trouble.
An An returned to the familiar embrace and soon fell asleep. Hu Zi stayed with his mother obediently.
Lu Shi put An An on the bed, asked Hu Zi to watch him, and then went back to Zhang Weifang's bedroom with Zhang Weiren.
"Weiren, tell me about my uncle."
Zhang Weiren knew that he couldn't avoid this matter. He blinked his eyes, swallowed the sadness in his heart, and said:
"Sister, my uncle passed away on the third day of the twelfth lunar month. He collapsed and never woke up again. He probably didn't suffer much when he passed away."
Zhang Weifang couldn't understand how a man in his prime could suddenly pass away.
"My uncle has always been in good health, why did it happen so suddenly?"
"Sister, my uncle's case involves a scandal." Zhang Weiren paused for a moment before continuing...
It turned out that Zhang Jiuyi had been in an affair with a married woman before.
The woman's husband's family was a rich peasant family, so she had always been doing heavy and hard work.
Once she fainted while working in the fields, and Zhang Jiuyi was kind enough to help her finish the rest of the work. As a result, the two of them developed that kind of relationship.
The woman's name is Ma Lianhua. She looks very ordinary, but she has an energy that is very attractive.
No matter how hard her life was, Ma Lianhua would always dress herself neatly, comb her hair neatly, and even if her clothes were full of patches, it could not hide her elegance.
Zhang Jiuyi had never been in a relationship before, but he was quickly attracted to Ma Lianhua. At first, he just paid attention to her secretly, then he helped her get water and bring her food, and finally, he completely fell in love with her.
He gave all the money he had saved to the woman, and the two of them looked like they were living together.
There is no wall that is impenetrable. After a long time, this kind of thing was noticed by the neighbors and there were more rumors.
Zhang Jiuyun advised his brother that if he really liked her, he should just marry her, as it would not be good for both of them.
Ma Lianhua also had this idea. She wanted to divorce and live with Zhang Jiuyi, but no one knew what Zhang Jiuyi was thinking. He refused.
In his own words: "I have done something wrong and destroyed other people's families. I can't let anyone else be torn apart."
Ma Lianhua and her husband had two daughters, and gave birth to a son last winter. However, many people said that this son was Zhang Jiuyi's child, and no one knew whether it was true or not.
On the third day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhang Jiuyi was very happy to hear that Zhang Weifang had given birth to another son.
In the evening, he secretly came to Ma Lianhua's house and enthusiastically shared his joy with her. He talked for a long time, but no one responded to him. Then he realized that Ma Lianhua was angry.
Ma Lianhua was indeed angry, and she gave Zhang Jiuyi an ultimatum:
"Tonight, let's talk it out. Are you going to marry me or not? If not, don't come here again. Let's call it a day."
Zhang Jiuyi's enthusiasm was completely extinguished by Ma Lianhua. He left her house without saying anything, but he knew that their relationship was over from then on.
Zhang Jiuyi walked back to his eldest brother's house with heavy steps. When he saw his eldest sister-in-law, he couldn't help crying:
"Sister-in-law, I broke up with her."
Zhang Qiaona didn't ask any further questions, but just asked him to think more positively.
Who knew that Zhang Jiuyi suddenly stopped crying and fell straight onto the kang.
Zhang Jiuyun and Zhang Qiaona were so frightened that they hurried to the health center to call a doctor. When Dr. Wang arrived, Zhang Jiuyi had already stopped breathing.
After the examination, Dr. Wang concluded that it was a sudden heart attack.
Everyone had complete faith in Dr. Wang's medical skills, and since the patient was already dead, the villagers didn't even think of going to the hospital for a check-up. They just wanted to bury the patient quickly.
Just like that, three days later, Zhang Jiuyi was buried in the ancestral tomb. He had no children and was a filial son to Zhang Weiren and Zhang Weifen.
Zhang Weifang had just given birth to a child, and her family was worried about her health, so they didn't tell her.
Now that Zhang Jiuyi is gone, the story between him and Ma Lianhua fades away, and no one talks about them anymore.
Zhang Weifang didn't expect that her uncle's death was related to love. She tried hard to control her emotions and not let herself get too excited.
"Weiren, when you go back, bring me some paper money and burn it quietly for my uncle. Tell him that I'm fine and that he can rest assured."
"Sister, I understand. You must be well. Your uncle loves you the most."
"Yeah." Zhang Weifang's tears slowly flowed down. She didn't cry loudly, but just shed tears silently.
Zhang Weiren and Lu Shi did not step forward to dissuade her, but just let her vent her emotions quietly.
Some emotions can only be relieved if they are released.
The sudden crying sound from An An next door made Zhang Weifang stop crying immediately.
Lu Shi was faster than him and rushed out with a "whoosh".
After a while, Lu Shi came in holding An An. An An was lying on the bed, saying "Oh oh..." with his little mouth. His little hands were clenched and his legs were kicking non-stop.
When Zhang Weifang saw her lovely son, her mood immediately improved and all the sadness in her heart disappeared with the wind.
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