Hua Zhao hasn't seen Aunt Ma's man since she came back. It's still late at night, it's past nine o'clock, and she hasn't seen anyone yet, which is a bit strange.
Go out to work?
There were already tears in Aunt Ma's eyes, and Ma Qiuping, who had been huddled on the kang in silence, suddenly burst out crying.
She seemed to have held it in for too long, and now she was sitting there as if she had collapsed, crying loudly.
Hua Zhao suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart.
Aunt Ma spoke: "Lao Wu was sick and had a fever before. Hua Daniu's family didn't send him to the hospital. The child had a fever for several days and was about to die. Your Uncle Ma went to Hua Daniu's house to snatch the child and send it to him.
I went to the hospital, got an injection, and the fever went down.
"The person was alive, but later found out that he was deaf..."
Aunt Ma also started to cry. Sometimes she couldn't figure out whether she should take her child to the hospital that day.
"The Hua Daniu family came to make trouble and beat your Uncle Ma. It was no big deal at the time, but since then your Uncle Ma's health has gotten worse and he left within half a year." Aunt Ma said.
She knew about her husband, and felt guilty in her heart. Coupled with Qiuping's marriage and several disabled grandchildren, there was always a fire in his heart that could not be released or let go. He was holding it in, suffocating himself to death.
Hua Zhao suddenly sighed, who should be blamed for this incident?
Of course it’s the damn flower dragon!
So kicking him to death is really not unfair at all.
Hua Zhao didn't know how to comfort the crying mother and daughter. Maybe it would be a good thing to let them cry.
She looked at the three children sitting at the foot of the kang.
The three children sat quietly against the wall, watching their mother and grandmother crying. Hua Laosan's eyes were dull and his mind was wandering.
The eyes of Hua LaoDa and Hua LaoWu were full of hesitation and confusion.
For such young children, their parents are their gods.
The adults cried helplessly, and they felt as if the sky was falling.
Hua Zhao sighed.
Hua Laosan is a child with congenital stupidity. This is a genetic problem. She has no way to do it, but Hua Laosan and Hua Lao Wu can still think of a solution.
"What's wrong with your legs?" Hua Zhao asked Hua Boss.
"Grandma said it was interrupted when I was a child." Hua Laodao.
Animals are inhumane. Hualong would even kill his own son. Even when he was still a little baby, he was annoyed when he cried. Hualong kicked him off the bed and broke his leg.
Then I asked the village doctor to just clip a board and connect it.
Ma Qiuping usually had other things to do, so it was impossible to look at him well.
When I found out, my legs had already grown, but they were crooked, and now I walk with a limp.
Hua Zhao checked his legs and could clearly feel the dislocation of the calf bones.
"This can be cured, and you can walk like a normal person in the future," Hua Zhao said.
Aunt Ma and Ma Qiuping stopped crying and looked at Hua Zhao in surprise.
"Can his legs still be cured?" Aunt Ma was so surprised that she couldn't believe it.
"Of course." Hua Zhao said.
It just means breaking the bones and reattaching them.
There was anesthetic, so there was no pain at the time.
The pain for a few days afterward can be tolerated for the sake of a lifetime of normalcy.
Aunt Ma and Ma Qiuping, who were lagging behind in the news, had no idea about this. Many people in the village had broken legs and couldn't take care of themselves, and they stayed like that all their lives. I never heard of anyone who got better!
But they believed what college student Hua Zhao said when he returned from the capital!