Chapter 24
Shijiaqiao was on the road. For safety reasons, Li Zhuiyuan stood on the roadside under the bridge. He looked south for a while to see if the car had arrived, and then looked at Uncle Qin standing beside him.
Seeing Li Zhuiyuan's eyes constantly falling on him, Uncle Qin lowered his head and asked, "Is there anything you want to ask?"
"Uncle, was the movie tonight good?"
"Yeah, it looks good. It's a pity that you and Ali are sitting too far away, so you can't see clearly."
"I can see it clearly, and it looks good too."
Then, Li Zhuiyuan stopped talking and stopped looking at the people around him.
Uncle Qin stood up straight. He originally thought the boy would ask that question, but he didn't.
This kid seems to always know how to behave, which makes it easy for people to like him.
However, upon further reflection, it seems that every time he faces a critical need, he will break the boundaries of proportion without hesitation, just like last time and this time.
A black car slowed down when it drove to the bridge. The window rolled down and the driver poked his head out. She was a woman with wavy perm:
"Hello, is this Li Zhuiyuan?"
"Yes."
"Gong Luo asked me to pick you up. Get in the car."
The car turned around and stopped.
Li Zhuiyuan and Uncle Qin got into the car, both sitting in the back seat.
In order to rush for time, the car drives very fast, so sometimes it is necessary to turn the steering wheel or slam on the brakes to avoid bicycles and tricycles without lights.
After sitting for a while, Li Zhuiyuan felt that he couldn't bear it anymore and he got carsick.
The matter was urgent, and he was too embarrassed to ask the driver to drive slower, so he could only shake the door handle on his side, trying to open the window for some ventilation.
After shaking it, the window did not move; after shaking it a few more times, the small handle was shaken off the door by itself.
Li Zhuiyuan could only put the small handle back on, and leaned back on the car seat helplessly.
At this time, Uncle Qin leaned over, stretched out his hand, and put his palm against the car window.
With a harsh friction sound, the car window was pulled down.
The fresh wind outside blew in, and Li Zhuiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
However, he was still a little worried that the driver would be angry, but the driver might be focused on driving and not notice the changes behind him.
Li Zhuiyuan tried turning the small handle in the opposite direction, and was relieved when he found that he could still raise the window back up.
After Uncle Qin helped open the window, he kept his eyes closed and rested, as if he had fallen asleep.
Li Zhuiyuan also turned slightly sideways and rested his head on the back of the seat, wanting to take a nap.
But for some reason, when the car started to drive, the vibration was surprisingly loud. Especially since I was in this position with my ears pressed against the seat, I actually heard the constant whistling of the wind.
At first, Li Zhuiyuan thought it was because the window was open and airflow was flowing in. He rolled the window up some more, leaving only a small gap.
But when he sat back down in this position, the sound of wind in his ears had not changed at all.
Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but wonder: Why is this Japanese car so thin as paper?
He reached out curiously and pressed on the back of the car. Then, he pressed a groove and it did not spring back.
Li Zhuiyuan sat upright silently, so he would not sleep until he got to the hospital.
Looking out the car window, there are currently no street lights on the township roads, so it is dark outside and there is nothing interesting to see. However, every time I pass through the town, I can see shops and a slightly dense flow of people.
It’s just that the lights in this store are so dazzling.
In a daze, it seemed as if the light outside was not coming from the car window, but more like the entire car was shining with light.
But this is not the city center, and the night shops in the town don't have dense neon lights.
The car left the rural road and entered the city. The road conditions improved, but there were also more cars on the road.
These cars seemed to be very unruly. There were many people trying to steal the lane and changing lanes without turning on the lights. The driver was so angry that he kept honking the horn and muttering and cursing.
Speaking an authentic Nan dialect, Li Zhuiyuan felt that even his grandfather Li Weihan could not speak the dialect authentically.
It was not an easy journey, and finally, we could see the People's Hospital building in front of us.
But at this moment, Li Zhuiyuan discovered that the driver was staring at him and Uncle Qin through the rearview mirror. After noticing his gaze, the two began to look at each other through the rearview mirror.
This made Li Zhuiyuan very puzzled, because the driver's eyes seemed to have never returned to the front.
However, he could see through the front windshield that the car he was riding in had entered the opposite lane, and there was a truck approaching in front of him.
"Be careful of the car!" Li Zhuiyuan shouted.
But the driver still didn't take his eyes off the rearview mirror. Not only did he not apply the brakes, he even accelerated.
If this continues, it will directly collide with the truck.
Uncle Qin opened his eyes, raised his feet, and stepped down.
"Bang!"
Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes wide. He saw Uncle Qin's feet trampling through the bottom of the car!
Immediately afterwards, Uncle Qin reached out and grabbed the neck of the boy beside him, and Li Zhuiyuan felt like he was being lifted up.
This feels very strange, because you are sitting in the car, but when you are lifted up, you and the car seem to be separated in motion, and the next scene goes against the common sense of physics in your mind.
"Crash..."
The car seat, rear windshield, and rear compartment were all knocked over him.
My body felt the force and it hurt a little, but it wasn't serious.
The next moment, Li Zhuiyuan found himself being carried by Uncle Qin on the road. What just drove past was a car with a hole in the back seat.
The car hit the truck with an indomitable momentum.
The expected impact did not occur, and most of the car disintegrated, while the remaining parts were run over by the truck.
All around, there were splattered bamboo and wooden slats, as well as scattered colored paper.
This car is actually made of paper!
Uncle Qin turned sideways and led Li Zhuiyuan up the steps. The truck passed in front of them. You could see that the driver in the cab was rubbing his eyes vigorously and looking at the rearview mirror.
He also seemed to feel that he had hit something before, and also wondered whether he was hallucinating due to fatigue driving.
Uncle Qin put Li Zhuiyuan down. Li Zhuiyuan took a deep breath and asked: "Uncle, what kind of car did we just take?"
"What you have seen is on the first floor of my house."
"But..." Li Zhuiyuan looked around and looked at the hospital building in front of him again, "Are we really at the People's Hospital?"
"We're here."
Li Zhuiyuan subconsciously reached out and touched Uncle Qin's arm. He couldn't tell clearly whether the Uncle Qin in front of him was real or fake, because Uncle Qin didn't hold the soy sauce bottle again this time.
Uncle Qin pointed to the front: "The hospital door is right there, why don't you go in?"
"But, is it really here?" Li Zhuiyuan still didn't understand.
"What if?"
"How?"
Li Zhuiyuan frowned. He could understand that the paper man became a living person. He could also understand all the weird things in the dream. He could even understand that he had actually experienced a car made of paper.
But what he couldn't understand was that he could actually ride a paper car from Siyuan Village to the city!
Uncle Qin gently patted Li Zhuiyuan on the shoulder and said, "She came here on her back."
"Huh?"
Uncle Qin didn't seem to want to continue explaining: "Go in, if you wait any longer, your big friend may die."
"Oh, yes."
Li Zhuiyuan put his thoughts aside and walked into the hospital with Uncle Qin. At this point, he should go to the emergency room and ask questions first.
But on the steps below the building, Li Zhuiyuan saw the female driver who drove earlier, with the same clothes and wavy hair.
The woman was holding a document or a test sheet in her hand. She looked anxious and asked the medical staff passing by her from time to time.
The most important thing is that she doesn't seem to recognize the two of them at all. Even if they are so close to her, she has no reaction.
"Uncle, is she alive?"
"Yeah."
Li Zhuiyuan stepped forward and asked: "Auntie, I would like to ask where Xue Liangliang is now?"
"Kid, who are you?"
"My name is Li Zhuiyuan, Director Luo called me here."
"Director Luo... The car I arranged just left not long ago. Did you come here on your own?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, I'll take you up first."
The woman led Li Zhuiyuan and Uncle Qin upstairs. During a brief exchange, Li Zhuiyuan learned that although Xue Liangliang had just completed the rescue, his current condition was very bad and all the organs in his body were in danger of failure.
In the ward, Luo Tingrui was standing beside Xue Liangliang's bed, looking at him anxiously.
He really didn't know why it was like this just because the boat swayed and fell into the water, but he was rescued immediately.
At this time, Xue Liangliang looked pale and was still talking nonsense:
"No, no, no, I don't want to stay here. I don't want to be a door-to-door son-in-law. I don't want to be a door-to-door son-in-law."
Luo Tingrui adjusted his glasses. He didn't understand why Liangliang talked like this in his sleep.
He hasn't introduced his daughter to him yet, and he has no interest in recruiting a son-in-law. So, who is forcing him?
But who can force him?
Luo Tingrui knew about Xue Liangliang's time in school. This kid could make quite a lot of money, and he had no plans to stay in school or stay in the local area, nor did he plan to enter a good public institution. He was preoccupied with preparing to go to Southwest China after graduation. construction.
To be honest, as an outstanding graduate of Haihe University, combined with the current job conditions and working environment in Southwest China, if you are willing to go there, you will be so happy that you don't have to go through the back door to find connections.
But if you don’t understand the nonsense now, you can at least understand it. The nonsense Xue Liangliang said before was:
"Don't lock me up, don't hit me, don't strangle me, I feel so uncomfortable, I feel so uncomfortable, please, let me go, don't torture me..."
At that time, Luo Tingrui even began to wonder whether Xue Liangliang had experienced any inhuman torture in his childhood, which had left a shadow.
The ward door was opened, and Li Zhuiyuan led Uncle Qin in. Luo Tingrui nodded to Li Zhuiyuan, but his eyes still focused on Uncle Qin.
It was normal to ignore children. He was already guessing that the middle-aged man should be the one who could help.
The doctor has tried his best before, but now, although the testing equipment is inserted, he can only continue to observe passively. If the vital signs deteriorate further, the outcome will be difficult to reverse.
Luo Tingrui is not a pedantic person. Thinking of Zhao Hequan who is still lying in the hospital and what happened to Xue Liangliang before, he has reason to suspect that the incident caused by the statue is not over yet.
"You go out first."
"Yes, director." The woman was sent out of the ward by Luo Tingrui.
Immediately, Luo Tingrui pointed at himself and asked, "Do I need to go out?"
Uncle Qin did not answer, but walked straight to the other side of the hospital bed, put his hand on Xue Liangliang's forehead, and rubbed it gently.
Soon, cold sweat broke out on Xue Liangliang's face, and the sweat was so heavy that it immediately soaked the pillow.
Luo Tingrui picked up the towel and prepared to help wipe it, but as soon as he wiped it off, he felt that the sweat was unexpectedly slippery, like the lubricating oil used in the workshop.
How could human sweat be like this?
At this time, Uncle Qin made a fist and punched Xue Liangliang in the abdomen.
"No!" Luo Tingrui had no time to stop him.
"Bang!"
Li Zhuiyuan noticed that Uncle Qin's fist did not really fall on Xue Liangliang, but stopped it in advance, but the quilt on Xue Liangliang still dented quickly.
A shrill cry suddenly resounded throughout the ward.
Li Zhuiyuan immediately covered his ears, but to no avail. His eardrums hurt so much that they were about to be penetrated, and his whole brain felt as if someone was repeatedly hitting him with an iron hammer.
Luo Tingrui just heard a strange sound that seemed to come from just now, and then looked at Uncle Qin doubtfully. Finally, he looked at the boy who was huddled close to the corner. He wondered what happened to the boy?
And Uncle Qin's eyes also moved towards Li Zhuiyuan.
Uncle Qin's eyes showed surprise, because he did not expect that Xiaoyuan would be so sensitive in this regard.
Liu Yumei's instructions to him couldn't help but resound in his mind: only teach him boxing and kicking skills.
Uncle Qin swallowed:
Can such a child really only be taught boxing and kicking skills?
On Xue Liangliang's side, after being relieved and then punched, although he hadn't woken up yet, he looked much more relaxed.
Luo Tingrui felt relieved, closed his eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ah..."
The screaming finally stopped, but Li Zhuiyuan still felt "buzzing" in his head.
He was about to stand up while holding on to the wall, but as soon as he raised his head, he found a pair of red embroidered shoes in his sight in the southwest corner of the ward. On the embroidered shoes was a blue-white ankle, and further up, there was a pair of red embroidered shoes. Red skirt.
Going up to the top, Li Zhuiyuan didn't know because he didn't dare to continue reading.
He had seen several people fall to death, but none of them could give him such strong vigilance and pressure.
She is not someone he can observe, not even secretly. If he continues to look at her, something tragic will happen to him soon.
"The Chronicles of Jianghu" records some powerful deaths, and this description was used in it... Anyone who sees them will be killed.
The word "mourning" used here is not "death", but sometimes "mourning" is more terrifying than death. With this kind of existence, even if you only establish a connection with your eyes, disaster will befall you in an instant.
Uncle Qin noticed that Li Zhuiyuan, who was squatting on the ground, changed his squatting direction.
He looked in the direction Li Zhuiyuan had gone before, and then looked at Li Zhuiyuan again. His mouth was a little dry.
Not because of the person standing in the corner of the ward.
Rather,
Xiaoyuan, can you actually see her?
He knew that Ali could see, but if Ali could see... what was the point?
She completely closed herself in her own world, almost completely isolated from the outside world.
But this little boy can talk, do things, and be active!
Li Zhuiyuan heard footsteps, which belonged to Uncle Qin. He was moving, walking from the side of the hospital bed to the corner behind him.
Uncle Qin, go find that woman.
This was indeed the case. In Luo Tingrui's sight, he saw the middle-aged man walking to the corner of the wall. He didn't speak and just stood like this, as if he was thinking about his faults in front of the wall.
Luo Tingrui couldn't understand it. Of course, he also knew that if he could understand this kind of thing, he wouldn't be in the current department.
Xue Liangliang, whose condition had improved, started talking nonsense again:
"I don't live here, I don't want to stay here, I still have a career to do, I still have a dream to realize, you can't leave me here, I don't agree, I never agree!"
Luo Tingrui was a little confused. Was it because Xue Liangliang was in good condition, so he became more confident and tougher in speaking?
Li Zhuiyuan turned his back to Uncle Qin, stood up, walked slowly to the bedside, and looked at Xue Liangliang.
He didn't hear the previous two paragraphs of nonsense, and only heard this paragraph. The key information was insufficient, and he was also confused.
However, his current situation is also very twisted. On the one hand, he feels very dangerous, but on the other hand, he feels safe because Uncle Qin is here.
Luo Tingrui pointed towards Li Zhuiyuan and pointed at Uncle Qin in the corner. Li Zhuiyuan shook his head at him. Luo Tingrui understood and stood still.
Xue Liangliang stopped talking nonsense, so the ward fell into an eerie silence for a long time.
Finally,
Uncle Qin broke the atmosphere.
He walked back to the hospital bed, then took off his vest in front of Li Zhuiyuan and Luo Tingrui, and threw it on the bottle rack.
Immediately, Uncle Qin's index fingers began to move continuously on his arms, shoulders, and chest.
Every time I scratched out, there would be bruises of varying lengths and depths.
An ordinary person would scream in pain if any one fell on it, but Uncle Qin seemed to be applying paint on himself.
His face was very calm, as if he was doing something simple and normal.
Luo Tingrui didn't understand what this man was doing. After Li Zhuiyuan noticed that the bruises on Uncle Qin's left and right sides were symmetrical, he understood that Uncle Qin was drawing a talisman.
The fingers are used as pens, the body is used as paper, and the paint is the new scars made by oneself.
After finishing the painting, Uncle Qin walked to the door of the ward and opened the door.
He looked again at the corner where he was standing before,
He opened his mouth and said:
"I know why my mistress asked me to come today. She just wants me to tell you the Bai family: The Qin family is not dead yet!"
After speaking, Uncle Qin's right thumb touched the center of his eyebrows. After moving it away, a trace of blood was left, which also meant that the last stroke of the rune was completed.
Suddenly, the wind started blowing in the ward.
The wind was not strong, very light, but very cold. Li Zhuiyuan shivered unconsciously, and opposite Luo Tingrui did the same, crossing his arms.
This wind didn't just blow up in this ward, but on this entire floor, and even on several floors above and below, the wind started to gather here.
Li Zhuiyuan vaguely saw that there seemed to be many shadows following the wind and sinking into Uncle Qin's body, including a red shadow from this ward.
Is this taking all those dirty things into your body?
Uncle Qin stood there for a while before he took a step back to the hospital bed, reached for his vest, and put it on.
Li Zhuiyuan noticed that Uncle Qin's steps were a little stiff at first, and even his facial expression seemed a little dull, but after putting his clothes back on, he seemed to have recovered... or maybe he had adapted.
The lights in this ward also seem to have become much brighter and clearer. In fact, it is not just this place that has changed, half of the building has become much brighter. In fact, sometimes the lights in the hospital look dim and foggy at night. This is not because of the lighting, but because there are many things in a place like a hospital.
Moreover, the appearance of the female driver and the paper truck earlier meant that the terrible dirty thing had long covered the ward, and even Luo Tingrui's actions were in its sight.
Uncle Qin looked at Luo Tingrui: "I want to go somewhere and need a car."
Luo Tingrui: "The car I sent to pick you up should still be downstairs of the hospital."
"Director Luo, the car is not here." Li Zhuiyuan said.
"Then how did you get here so quickly?"
Li Zhuiyuan: "We are riding a human-powered three-wheeler."
"Then...I'll arrange a motorcycle. Can you ride it?" Luo Tingrui looked at Uncle Qin.
Uncle Qin nodded: "Yes."
"Okay, I'll ask someone to make arrangements right away." Luo Tingrui led Uncle Qin out of the ward, called the female comrade, and after giving the instructions, signaled that Uncle Qin could follow her down to pick up the car.
When they went out, Li Zhuiyuan, who stayed in the ward, heard Xue Liangliang's nonsense:
"No, I won't marry you. There is no love between us. This is the first time we meet. I am not so casual about marriage. Stop dreaming!"
Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but wonder, was Brother Liangliang acting in a Qiong Yao drama in his dream?
Nowadays, the craze of Qiong Yao drama has emerged, and college students on campus are also one of the audience groups. Li Zhuiyuan can often see chat dramas and big brothers and sisters holding novels in their hands on campus.
At this time, Uncle Qin walked back to the door of the ward: "Xiaoyuan, let's go."
"Here we come, uncle."
Li Zhuiyuan followed Uncle Qin downstairs, took out the motorcycle, started it, turned the handle, and heard a roar.
Uncle Qin drove very fast. After quickly traveling through the city, he rushed to the suburbs.
Li Zhuiyuan sat in the back. Since he didn't have a helmet, in order to avoid the wind, he could only put his face on Uncle Qin's back and grab Uncle Qin's waist with both hands.
He was surprised that Uncle Qin, who was still farming in the fields in the afternoon, and who just looked at the woman in red in the ward, was now speeding on a motorcycle.
Li Zhuiyuan felt the madness from this world.
At the same time, in the hospital ward, Luo Tingrui heard Xue Liangliang’s nonsense again:
"No, it's impossible to come back once a month. My future job won't allow me to leave the construction site. It's the hard work of so many people. I can't be so irresponsible.
Even half a year is not enough. The construction period of future major projects will not be so short, and there will be no mistakes at all.
My future is not in Nantong or Jiangsu. I want to go to Southwest China. That is my dream and my future.
So, stop dreaming. Really, I won’t marry you, and don’t try to tie me here. ”
Luo Tingrui took off his glasses, breathed at the lenses, and then wiped them with his clothes.
He was touched, sad, and a little want to laugh at the same time: You brat, you have ended up like this, and you are still dreaming about building the Southwest.
Putting his glasses back on, Luo Tingrui sighed.
Middle-aged people always disdain the idealistic aura of young people, thinking that this is their naivety and immaturity, but rarely reflect on it. Is it possible that they are the ones who have fallen and lost?
"Liangliang, if you can get better this time, I will personally take you to the southwest."
……
The car drove to the river, and Li Zhuiyuan got out of the car. After Uncle Qin propped up the car, he clapped his hands and stared at the river with rich emotions in his eyes.
Li Zhuiyuan remembered that Liu Yumei once said that her ancestral home was on the river.
Throughout the ages, great rivers have always been the birthplace of civilization.
The sand on both sides of the river is made up of countless joys, sorrows and joys, and there are countless stories and mysteries that have settled at the bottom of the river over the years.
It seems that Brother Liangliang said that the location of Baijia Town was wrongly recorded in the local chronicle... Li Zhuiyuan faced the direction of Chongming Island and roughly estimated the direction and distance.
In my heart, a guess gradually rose:
No, Baijia Town is really right at the bottom of the river in front of you, right?
Uncle Qin began to take off his clothes. Unlike in the hospital where he only took off his vest, this time he took off all his clothes. He also folded his clothes and placed them on the bank with a pebble on top.
Next, Uncle Qin first twisted his neck, then grabbed his hands under his left and right ears, and then tore them apart with all his strength.
Li Zhuiyuan heard the sound of flesh breaking, and when he looked closely, he found that there were five long wounds under Uncle Qin's left and right ears.
While blood seeped out of these wounds, they were still opening and closing.
Like... bloody fish gills.
Immediately afterwards, Uncle Qin began to stretch his body. With every movement, there was a crisp sound of joints in the body, accompanied by the rupture of some skin and flesh.
Soon, many dense stretch marks appeared on Uncle Qin's body.
However, it is not on his stomach, but evenly distributed on his arms and legs.
After completing a set of stretching, Uncle Qin stopped and stood there, adjusting his breathing. The bloody wound under his ear closed and opened with the breathing rate.
Li Zhuiyuan felt that Uncle Qin was a little different. His physique had undergone obvious changes.
"Xiaoyuan."
"Yeah."
"Look at the good things on the shore."
"Okay, uncle."
Uncle Qin nodded, then bent down, and started running under the moonlight.
He didn't run very fast, but his body movements were extremely coordinated. He ran to the river, jumped into the river, and disappeared instantly.
Like a fish returning to the river.
Li Zhuiyuan looked at the calm river surface, and then at the clothes Uncle Qin left on the shore.
He raised his hand and patted his forehead gently. After what happened, he seemed to really react:
"Is this really going to happen?"
Li Zhuiyuan stood at first. After standing for a while, his legs felt a little sore and he sat down.
Time continued to pass, and Uncle Qin had been down there for a long time. There was no movement on the river, not even a special bubble.
But all he can do now is wait.
Li Zhuiyuan yawned and looked towards the horizon. The dark night was like clothes that had been washed many times. The original dark color began to thin, and it would not take long before it would turn white.
Shaking his head, Li Zhuiyuan forced away his sleepiness. After wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, he stood up again and continued to look at the river.
This time, he saw movement.
In the center of the river, a figure seemed to appear and then disappear. Just when Li Zhuiyuan thought he had been dazzled, he saw Uncle Qin walking out of the river by the river.
His body was covered with shocking wounds, many of which were black and leaking pus.
The most terrifying thing is the one on the chest, which is so deep that you can almost see the white bones inside.
But Uncle Qin acted as if nothing had happened. He squatted by the river and began to wash his body with the river water.
Li Zhuiyuan took the clothes over. When he got closer, he saw many long nails and teeth still embedded in Uncle Qin's wound.
Seeing this, one can even imagine how the group of things rushed to him and bit him crazily.
At the same time, Li Zhuiyuan noticed the obvious sullenness in Uncle Qin's eyes.
Uncle is angry.
"Uncle, how's it going?"
"Not very good."
"Failed?"
"It was almost successful." Uncle Qin said as he reached out and pulled out a long nail.
"Then what?" Li Zhuiyuan stood behind Uncle Qin and reached out to grab a finger that had penetrated his back. After pulling it out with force, the finger was still moving. It was obviously a human body part, but it felt like it had just been cut. Block of snake.
After Li Zhuiyuan dropped his finger on the ground, it was still squirming toward the river, and its blood-red fingernails had a strange sheen.
"Smash it." Uncle Qin said.
"Okay." Li Zhuiyuan picked up a stone and smashed it hard. His fingers were deformed but still squirming. After hitting it hard several times, it finally rotted and stopped.
"Huhu..." Li Zhuiyuan gasped. He was unwilling to look down at the bloody mess again.
"Bah!"
Uncle Qin pulled out another finger from his body and threw it in front of Li Zhuiyuan. The meaning was simple.
Li Zhuiyuan could only lift the stone again and continue to smash it.
If someone who got up early passed by at this time and saw this scene from a distance, they would probably think that this was a warm picture of a father and son.
After just cleaning up the dirty things embedded in his body, Uncle Qin picked up his clothes and put them on.
"Uncle, the wound..."
"Go back and let your aunt handle it."
"Oh." Li Zhuiyuan nodded and asked, "Uncle, is Baijia Town down there?"
"You actually know so much?"
"Brother Liangliang told me this."
"Well, it's down there."
"Uncle, did you just go to Baijia Town?"
"I went in, and everything was almost done, but..."
"But what happened?"
"You will know when you get back to the hospital. That big friend of yours is really impressive. He is a ruthless person. Really, so ruthless."
Li Zhuiyuan heard that Uncle Qin was angry because things were not done according to his ideas, and the person who caused this result seemed to be Xue Liangliang.
"Get in the car."
"Uncle, can you still drive?"
"Then you will drive?"
Li Zhuiyuan got into the car obediently.
When the motorcycle arrived in front of a house in the suburbs, Uncle Qin stopped the car first, walked up to the dam, took off a coat from the clothesline, put it on himself, and clamped the money on the rope.
He had too many injuries that could not be covered by just a vest, and he probably wouldn't be able to go to the hospital.
The car drove into the hospital and Uncle Qin stopped the car.
When Li Zhuiyuan got out of the car, he asked: "Uncle, will Baijia Town continue to cause trouble in the future?"
Those ladies from the Bai family were simply haunting, and Li Zhuiyuan was really afraid that one of them would pop up after a while.
"It will be quiet for a long time, because the eldest lady of the Bai family has already spoken."
In fact, compared to the injuries on his body, the consequences of the Bai family incident gave Qin Li more headache.
My mission was to slap the Bai family back, but the slap was just halfway through, and the remaining half couldn't be withdrawn no matter what.
He still had to think about how to explain to Liu Yumei when he returned.
"Uncle Qin, Grandma Liu is just in a bad mood today, but now that the night has passed, I think that after a good sleep, Grandma Liu should be calmer."
Qin Li nodded. He felt that the boy was right, and he could tell that the boy was trying to comfort himself. However, he had begun to get used to the boy's behavior.
"Let's go, Xiaoyuan, go up and see your friend, we'll go home after that."
"Okay."
Walking upstairs and back to the ward, I happened to see Luo Tingrui coming out with a hot water bottle: "You guys are back, just in time. Liangliang woke up earlier, but fell asleep again. Please help me take a look first, and I will pick up a bottle of boiled water. ”
Li Zhuiyuan walked into the ward and saw that Xue Liangliang had been removed from the instrument, and he was no longer in a coma, but was sleeping soundly.
"Uncle, is he okay?"
"He's in big trouble."
"What?"
"Ask him yourself when he wakes up. I'll go downstairs to buy some bandages." Uncle Qin stood up and left the ward.
At this time, Xue Liangliang, who was sleeping soundly, was grinding his teeth and talking in his sleep:
"Two years? Two years is not enough, at least three years. I can only promise that I will visit you once every three years."
Xue Liangliang turned over in his arms and continued talking in his sleep:
"We're not going to have kids, are we?"
Hearing Xue Liangliang's words, shock appeared on Li Zhuiyuan's face. He seemed to have pieced together something extraordinary, but because it was so outrageous, he felt that he must have thought wrong.
At this time, Xue Liangliang seemed to wake up. He looked at Li Zhuiyuan who was standing beside the hospital bed, and Li Zhuiyuan was also looking at him.
After a while, Xue Liangliang looked away, sat up, leaned his back on the hospital bed, his expression dull, as if he had just suffered a major blow.
Li Zhuiyuan picked up an orange from the bedside table and peeled it silently.
Finally, Xue Liangliang spoke, his tone was lonely, with a deep sense of sadness and desolation:
"Xiaoyuan, let me tell you a terrible thing."
"Well, brother, tell me."
Li Zhuiyuan peeled the orange, took out a piece of orange flesh, and brought it to Xue Liangliang's mouth. Xue Liangliang opened his mouth and ate it. Then, a touch of sourness appeared on his originally extremely sad expression.
Xue Liangliang opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment, because the emotion he had finally brewed was abruptly interrupted.
He had just readjusted and was about to speak when he saw Li Zhuiyuan bringing the second piece of orange meat to his mouth.
"Xiaoyuan, you eat too."
"Don't eat it, it's sour."
"Then you..." The second piece of orange meat was put into his mouth.
Xue Liangliang shed tears in her eyes, and said with a vibrato while chewing:
"Xiaoyuan, brother, I'm married."
"Congratulations."
Li Zhuiyuan picked up another piece of orange meat and handed it over. This time Xue Liangliang did not resist and ate the orange. It was not clear whether it was because of sourness or because of his true feelings. Tears covered his face.
"Your sister-in-law is quite nice."
"As long as the person is nice." Li Zhuiyuan nodded in agreement, "My grandfather told us that finding a partner mainly depends on character and personality. Other things, such as how good-looking they are and whether they live or die, are not important."
Xue Liangliang looked at Li Zhuiyuan with a grimace, and took another piece of orange meat into his mouth: "Your grandfather is quite open-minded."
"Yeah."
Li Zhuiyuan finally figured out the logic at this time. Uncle Qin was responsible for fighting on the front line, while Xue Liangliang was responsible for negotiating at the table.
He and Uncle Qin came all the way from the village, to the hospital and then to the riverside, putting pressure on it step by step. This allowed Xue Liangliang to get better and better bargaining chips, and the other party kept making concessions. .
Xue Liangliang himself did not know this.
As a result, Uncle Qin almost reached his hometown and was about to completely solve the problem. However, Xue Liangliang felt that he had obtained the best negotiation result and signed and sealed it.
If he persists just a little longer, this marriage won't be necessary.
No wonder Uncle Qin was angry. He was fighting desperately at the front, and he was about to succeed, but his side sued for peace first.
So Uncle Qin left the ward to buy bandages. This was probably an excuse. He probably stayed in the ward and looked at the man lying on the bed, and he couldn't help but want to punch him to death.
Li Zhuiyuan couldn't bear to tell Brother Liangliang the truth. It would be countless times more sour than the half orange left in his hand.
It's a done deal, a fait accompli, so you'd better advise him to be more open-minded, and try to pick out some happy things to ask about, so as to make him feel more at ease.
"Brother, do you want a gift?"
"That's not necessary."
"It's good, free love, new style of marriage."
"Actually, your sister-in-law wants to give me a bride price."
"Look, it's so good that no one else can envy it."
"But I definitely don't want to." Xue Liangliang straightened his neck like a proud little rooster.
"Well, my brother Liangliang is the most courageous."
"That's right, I won't be a door-to-door son-in-law."
"Admire."
"I made an agreement with your sister-in-law, and she agreed. I only need to come back to see her once every three years. The rest of the time, I can go wherever I want and do whatever I want."
"That's great."
Li Zhuiyuan suddenly realized that his worries were unnecessary. He was Xue Liangliang, a person with an extremely strong heart. No matter how difficult things were, he would never be overwhelmed and could quickly adjust himself.
Otherwise, you can't explain the inexplicable show-off in these words. Others are strong enough if they can take pleasure in suffering, but Brother Liangliang can turn suffering into sugar water.
"However, Xiaoyuan, I also took a step back."
"Oh?"
"I promised her that the second child will have her last name."
(End of chapter)