After listening to what Li Qinghua said, Zhang Hongmei couldn't help but laugh and said: "Qinghua, there is no need to compete if you are hospitalized. Do you still want to be hospitalized?"
"I didn't want to be hospitalized. Oh, I just felt that the money was spent too much. You shouldn't have sent me to the hospital at that time. Couldn't you have just sent me home?"
Zhang Hongmei heard her words as if she was complaining about herself, and frowned in displeasure, "It's such a hot summer, Director Zhang has to carry you all the way to the health center alone. I ran out of breath and ran to the factory to find your Dali.
When you woke up, you didn't even say thank you and complained about us. It's really heartless."
"Sister Hongmei, that's not what I meant, I just feel sorry for the money," Li Qinghua curled her lips, "You didn't pay for this, so of course you don't feel sorry for me."
"Okay! I finally understand. The next time you are hit on the head and bleeding, and you faint and fall to the ground, I will definitely not care!" After Zhang Hongmei finished speaking, she walked out angrily.
He Dali hurriedly chased her out, "Sister Hongmei, Qinghua is talking without thinking. Don't argue with her. She really cares too much about the five yuan. Hey..."
Zhang Hongmei whispered: "Your daughter-in-law is too shrewd. Sometimes being too shrewd is not a good thing. Once she is too shrewd, the favor will be gone."
"Yes, yes, I will definitely remind her and ask her to correct herself," He Dali said with a smile, "Thank you so much for today, Sister Hongmei, and Director Zhang, thank you so much."
Zhang Hongmei nodded to him, said nothing more, and went downstairs to go home.
In the room, Li Qinghua snorted, "What a bloody head? It's such an exaggeration. Isn't it just a scratch on the skin and a bump?"
"You fainted on the ground, and there was blood on your head. Who wouldn't be shocked to see you? Most people have never even heard of hemorrhagic syndrome, so how would they know that you fainted from the blood?" He Dali said.
"Are you my husband? My head was hit and it hurts so much, yet you still help outsiders to speak for me!" Li Qinghua said in an aggrieved tone, covering her face with her hands and crying bitterly.
He Dali comforted him: "Just spend money to eliminate the disaster, don't cry."
"Why? Wuwu..."
After crying for a while, she wiped away her tears and said, "No, I can't pay these five yuan. I have to find the guy who threw the sandbag and ask him to pay me five yuan."
"The one who knows how to play with sandbags must be a child. How can a child have money to compensate you?"
Li Qinghua sniffed and cursed: "Are you stupid? Children have parents. They not only have to pay me five yuan for medical expenses, but also pay for my nutritional expenses... Yes, that's right! If they don't pay, this matter
It’s not over!”
At this point, she pushed He Dali hard, "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Go find the sandbag in the yard, hurry up!"
He Dali's ears were soft and he listened to his wife's words. He hunched over and searched in the staff compound for a long time, and finally found a sandbag.
The earthy yellow sandbag was stained with a little dark red blood. It looked like the one who hit his wife...
Huh?
This sandbag looks familiar...
He Dali felt a little puzzled, but didn't think much about it. He took the sandbag back and showed it to his wife, "Is this the one that hit you?"
"Yes! That's it!" Li Qinghua grabbed the sandbag and said angrily, "I have to find the guy who hit me..."
Before he finished speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the person who walked into the house was their daughter.
Yanzi went out to play with his neighbor's brothers and sisters early in the morning and caught cicadas.
"Have you caught her?" He Dali picked up his daughter and asked.
"My brothers climbed trees, but I didn't dare to climb. My sisters and I threw sandbags while playing."
"Throwing sandbags?" He Dali and Li Qinghua frowned at the same time, almost saying in unison, "Where were you playing?"
"On the sand in the elementary school playground..."
After hearing what Yan Zi said, her parents breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the playground of the primary school was far away from the Tongzi Tower, so it was impossible to get over.
"Dad, please help me make a sandbag, Dad..." Yanzi tugged on He Dali's collar, "Okay?"
"I remember didn't I make a sandbag for you before?"
"The sandbag is gone. When I was playing with it in the morning, it was picked up by an eagle!"
He Dali thought Yanzi was joking with him and pinched her nose, "Silly girl, the eagle can only catch chickens but not sandbags. Did you lose the sandbags yourself?"
Yan Zi shook his head, "I didn't lose it, it was the big eagle! The sandbag was really taken away by the eagle, what a big eagle!"
After saying that, she noticed the sandbag in her mother's hand and said "Yeah", "The sandbag is in mom's hand, my sandbag!"
"What? You said this sandbag is yours?" Li Qinghua's eyes widened in shock.
"Yes! The edges of the sandbags are sewn with green thread that Dad removed from his old torn shoelaces!"
After Yan Zi finished speaking, He Dali hurriedly took the sandbag in his wife's hand and looked at it for a while, "I thought why does it look so familiar? It turns out I made it..."
Li Qinghua did not believe that the sandbag was hers, so she confirmed it with her husband repeatedly, and even opened the sandbag completely. She saw a smiley face drawn on the back, which was drawn by Yanzi with a pen at that time.
"Who threw this sandbag on my head?" Li Qinghua grabbed her daughter and asked eagerly, "Tell me quickly, is it Xiaohong or Xiaohua? They smashed it and dare not admit it, so why do you say that the sandbag was picked up by an eagle?
no?"
He Xiaoyan was so frightened by her mother that she cried, "Wow, wow, wow..."
"Oh, why are you scaring the child?" He Dali hurriedly pulled away from his wife.
He helped his daughter wipe away her tears and said, "Swallows don't cry. This sandbag hit mom this morning. That's why your mom is so angry. Tell dad, who threw the sandbag last?"
"I...I threw it on the ground, too close to Miss Xiaohong, and then a big eagle flew over and took the sandbag away."
Li Qinghua was so angry that she shouted at her daughter: "How dare you lie? Only bad boys lie!"
"Wuwu, I didn't lie..."
He Dali picked up his crying daughter and patted her back, "I believe Yanzi, Yanzi never lies."
"Do you really believe that the sandbag was picked up by an eagle? The eagle does not pick up chickens or ducks, but it picked up my daughter's sandbag and just hit me on the head? Do you think such a thing exists in the world?"
Li Qinghua spoke very quickly: "Besides, this is Jinghai City, an urban area, not a mountainous area. Have you ever seen an eagle in the sky?"
He Xiaoyan lay on her father's shoulder and said: "There really is an eagle. Its yellow claws are so big. Sister Xiaohong was scared to tears by it."
"Oh, no matter what, this sandbag does belong to our Yanzi... Then don't think about the five yuan compensation."
He Dali changed the subject, "Why don't you think about growing tomatoes? Let me tell you, tomatoes are not that easy to grow. Watering, fertilizing, and removing insects in the vegetable field..."
Before he could finish speaking, Li Qinghua seemed to suddenly think of something and screamed, "Ah! Seeds! I haven't received the seeds yet!"