"Jia Zhang, do you know the consequences of what you said?"
Because of these words, Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai might go to jail or even eat peanuts.
"I know!"
"They were the ones who killed my son."
Jia Zhang refused to give up, pointed at Qin Huairu and glared at Yi Zhonghai.
"Then tell me first what is going on?"
The sub-district office is quite familiar with Ms. Jia Zhang, who is typically unreasonable and full of nonsense.
In the past six months, he has done a lot of things to frame Liu Jiacheng.
They obviously didn't believe it when Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai killed her son Jia Dongxu.
…
After some understanding, the comrades from the sub-district office also understood the cause and effect of the matter clearly.
No wonder Mrs. Jia Zhang was yelling like crazy. It turned out that there was something going on in the middle.
"Ms. Jia Zhang, your words do not mean that they killed your son."
It is difficult for an upright official to stop household chores!
The comrades in the sub-district office are also overwhelmed by this situation.
So what if what Jia Zhang said is true?
Can it still be explained that Qin Huairu killed Jia Dongxu?
You can't just pull Qin Huairu out and shoot her just because she concealed her condition.
Furthermore... no one knows whether this is true or not, as Jia Zhang said, or as Yi Zhonghai said.
Jia Dongxu is dead, no one can prove it!
"What I said is true. It was this femme fatale who killed her."
Jia Zhang's mad woman energy suddenly came back, and she rushed forward to hit Qin Huairu, but fortunately, she was hugged by some old ladies with sharp eyes and quick hands.
Aunts, please take her into the house and give her some good advice."
Jia Zhang's son had just died, and the comrades in the subdistrict office could still understand. They were particularly tolerant of her unruly behavior today. If it had been before, they would have been rude.
The second aunt, the third aunt, and others originally did not want to participate in this matter, but after the subdistrict office informed them, they had no choice but to agree.
"Please give me some advice and stop letting Mr. Jia and Zhang do such nonsense."
Liu Haizhong told the second aunt that if the second aunt performed well, it would be a plus for him to become an official and manage the compound.
Mrs. Jia Zhang was pulled into the house by several aunts with great difficulty.
"Sister-in-law, everyone is very sad about Dongxu's death, but we still need to live this life, right?"
"Qin Huairu is still your daughter-in-law no matter what. She may have done something wrong at ordinary times, but she is still very diligent. This is obvious to everyone. She has given birth to three children to the Jia family over the years."
"She is Dongxu's wife and the mother of three children. How could she kill Dongxu?"
"Yes, sister-in-law! This family will still need Huairu in the future, otherwise what will the three children eat and drink?"
"If you beat her to death now, who will take care of you in old age?"
"..."
Several aunts sat on the edge of the bed to persuade me.
They didn't know exactly whether Mrs. Jia Zhang had listened or how much she had heard, but now her mood had calmed down and she no longer yelled like crazy like before.
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The other side.
Comrades from the sub-district office talked to Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu respectively.
The two of them insisted that they had told Jia Dongxu about this incident in the first place, and Jia Dongxu also said that there was nothing wrong with it.
Qin Huairu cried so hard that she looked aggrieved.
The comrades from the subdistrict office couldn't say anything, so they could only comfort them. After all, someone in the Jia family was dead now.
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It wasn't until early in the morning that several aunts finally persuaded Jia and Zhang to understand.
The Jia family needs Qin Huairu now!
Jia Zhang also gradually began to think that this incident was not entirely Qin Huairu's fault.
At this point, the people watching the excitement had already gone home to sleep, but the Jia Zhang family and Qin Huairu's family couldn't sleep.
The two children, Bangge and Xiaodang, had already burst into tears and their eyes were swollen from crying.
"Qin Huairu, you will go to the hospital with me later."
Jia Dongxu is still lying in the morgue of the hospital. They can't keep Jia Dongxu there forever.
"Well! I'm going to call the aunt over now to help us take care of the child."
Qin Huairu choked and walked out of the room and knocked on Yi Zhonghai's door.
"Huairu, do you want me to follow you to the hospital?" Yi Zhonghai walked out wearing a large cotton-padded jacket.
Qin Huairu said: "No, please come over and help us take care of the child. Sophora japonica is still young and cannot live without others."
"Okay, I'll let you get up now."
"Master, thank you!" Qin Huairu looked at Yi Zhonghai and bowed deeply.
"fine!"
Of course Yi Zhonghai understood what Qin Huairu was talking about.
This lie will rot in his stomach, and so will Qin Huairu's.
Both of them knew very well that once they were known to be in the compound, they would never be able to hold their heads up in the street.
Even Yi Zhonghai never told his aunt about this matter.
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It was just dawn when Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang arrived at the hospital.
Qin Huairu walked to the hospital guard and asked, "Comrade, how can I get to the morgue?"
"On the first floor, turn left and walk to the end, then walk down and you're there."
The guard couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he looked at the two desperate people in front of him.
I believe anyone who is not a fool can understand what to do in the morgue.
In the hospital, Qin Huairu ran around to complete a series of procedures and carried Jia Dongxu's body onto the tricycle borrowed in advance.
In order to borrow this tricycle, Qin Huairu went to the house three streets away and knocked on the door of an old man who owned a pedal tricycle, and gave him thirty cents to borrow it.
When she borrowed it, she didn't say that if it meant killing someone, everyone would think it was bad luck, and no one who knew it would be willing to lend it to her.
Qin Huairu was pedaling a tricycle when she was stopped by Jia Zhang as soon as she left the entrance of the compound.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Qin Huairu suddenly had a bad feeling when she saw the look on Jia Zhang's face.
She always felt that Jia Zhang was going to do something outrageous again!
Jia Zhang didn't say anything. She first spread a quilt on the ground, then lifted Jia Dongxu's body down with both hands and placed it horizontally in the middle of the hospital entrance.
It was already the rush hour for work, and there were many pedestrians passing by the hospital. When they saw a body lying like this at the entrance of the hospital, many people stopped to watch.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
Qin Huairu was stunned. When she came, Jia Zhang didn't tell her that she was going to make such a fuss.
"My son Dongxu cannot die in vain!"
"The hospital didn't save him and cheated me of my money. We can't just let it go."
Seeing more and more people watching, Jia Zhang started shouting at the top of her lungs: "Everyone, come and see, my son died miserably. The hospital treated him to death and defrauded my old lady of her pension money."