Hu Xiaoying went too far, and the cadres didn't stop her; even Xu Yongshun tacitly approved of it.
Li Xiyue lent her bicycle to Xu Xuemei, who then rode off resolutely.
This time, Hu Xiaoying couldn't stop her and sat on the ground, scolding her unfilial daughter.
“Aunt Xiaoying, stop scolding. Get up and come inside with me. I’ll treat your wound. It’s so hot outside. If the wound gets infected, it could be life-threatening,” Li Xiyue said to her.
Xiaobai is her dog. No matter what the reason is, Li Xiyue, as the owner, should be responsible for treating it. This is the basic responsibility of a dog owner.
Of course, this excludes the most heinous criminals; those scum who harm the country and society deserve to be punished to death.
Hu Xiaoying was afraid of dying, so she quickly got up and followed her into the house.
They disinfected the wound, applied medication, and gave me a tetanus and rabies vaccine.
Although Xiaobai has been vaccinated every year, Xiaohua hasn't been vaccinated yet, just in case, she needs to be vaccinated.
There wasn't a tetanus clinic before, but this year, our brigade was recognized as an advanced unit, and several clinics were approved for this purpose.
"Please bandage me up," Hu Xiaoying said hesitantly.
"You can't wrap it up, it's too hot, it will fester if you wrap it up."
Tetanus is actually caused by anaerobic bacteria. It's actually good for the wound to be exposed to the air. If it's bandaged up, the anaerobic bacteria will multiply rapidly, and you'll almost certainly get tetanus.
The police arrived right after the wound was treated.
After learning what had happened, they took Hu Xiaoying and Xu Xinguo away.
The child was only verbally reprimanded for being beaten, but breaking and stealing is a more serious offense and could very likely result in imprisonment.
Hu Xiaoying continued to argue, saying she hadn't stolen anything.
In fact, she didn't steal anything. As soon as she picked the lock and entered the yard, Xiao Hua pounced on her and bit her.
The three sisters then brought up Xiaohua as an example.
"Uncle Policeman, my mom stole our dog and is going to kill it and eat it. Xiaohua is our family, and we would never trade her for any amount of money."
"You treat dogs like family, but I'm your mother!" Hu Xiaoying nearly vomited blood from anger.
This is the first time I've ever taken my own mother to the police station because of a dog.
The police officers were also somewhat surprised.
However, the three children are right; even stealing just one dog is a crime.
In this day and age, stealing a chicken can get you a criminal record, let alone stealing a dog.
However, the law cannot be separated from human feelings. After all, they are mother and daughters. If the matter gets out, it will be difficult for the three children to face others. The police still hope that they can reconcile.
Xu Xuemei said, "A settlement is possible, but we must be compensated and a letter of severance must be signed."
Rumors can be terrifying. If uninformed people find out and spread false information, the three sisters will indeed have a hard time getting along with others in the future.
Hu Xiaoying is, after all, their mother who gave birth to them. Not suing her this time is to repay her for the debt of giving birth to them.
If there is a next time, they will not show any mercy.
As long as she doesn't go to jail, Hu Xiaoying will agree to anything, "Severing ties is fine!"
Anyway, she didn't want those three money-losing kids anymore. She had her son, and that was enough. He would definitely give her a good life in the future.
If Li Xiyue knew what she was thinking, she would definitely be amused. With that son of hers who was such a troublemaker, it would be good enough if he didn't kill her. Letting her live a good life? He was dreaming.
"Weiwei, you did a great job." Li Xiyue slipped two peanut brittle pieces into Xu Baiwei's hand.
Xu Baiwei gripped the peanut brittle tightly. "Master, I'm also very happy to be able to help Lai Di, oh no, Xia Zhu and the others."
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