Zhang Qian's mother wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, "Yeah, I can't accept it either, but this is Qianqian. We are poor and we don't know who we offended. Qianqian was like this when she came back. We I went to many hospitals, but they all said it was not good.”
"What about the child?" Hua Zhenyue was shocked.
"What child? There is no child. When we saw her, she was already sick. The doctor said that she would not be able to have children in the future. Why is my daughter's life so hard?" After speaking, Zhang Qian's mother didn't know what it was Zhenxin still cried on purpose for Hua Zhenyue to see, and the wailing made people feel very uncomfortable.
It is true that Zhang Qian's family has no money, and it is not a big family in the village. Zhang Qian used to have money, but at most she bought them some things, and did not give them a lot of money.
So how Zhang Qian is in Jiangcheng, the specific family members are not very clear.
After Hua Zhenyue knew about it, she felt very uncomfortable. It seems that Zhang Qian's child is gone long ago, and she must have suffered a big blow to become like this. It seems that there are many knives and scars on her face. Shocking, who would dare to think that this filthy and ugly crazy woman is Zhang Qian, the popular host of the TV station a few months ago
The world is unpredictable, this is not false at all, after all, it was better once, even if Zhang Qian later turned ruthless, Hua Zhenyue still couldn't see her like this.
"I'll look into this matter later, and I will give you justice. I will also find someone to take her to Jiangcheng for treatment. Don't worry."
"Mr. Hua, our family is in a very difficult situation. Look...can you?" Zhang Qian's mother hesitated, but the meaning was obvious.
Hua Zhenyue did not have a lot of cash on him. Except for US dollars, he only had less than 50,000 yuan, all of which were given to Zhang Qian's mother. The old lady was very satisfied.
He insisted on staying in Hua Zhenyue for dinner, saying he was killing a stupid chicken, but how could Hua Zhenyue be in the mood to eat
He left Jiangcheng in a hurry, feeling extremely depressed all the way, so he made a few phone calls and asked some acquaintances to investigate.
It was true that someone was contacted to pick up Zhang Qian from her hometown to recuperate from her illness, but in order not to attract attention, they did not pick up Jiangcheng.
Instead, in a small county called Pingyang County not far from Zhang Qian's home, they found a nursing home and temporarily took Zhang Qian in.
Huazhen Yue thought about it, and felt that this matter might have something to do with his wife, so he went back to Hua's old house directly with anger.
On the other side, Hua Sheng was sober, Feng Xi was still asleep.
Because she drank three times as much wine as Hua Sheng, and she didn't vomit, but all the alcohol was absorbed by her body, so she was completely drunk.
After sleeping for two full days and two nights, on the third day, the fifth morning of the first lunar month, Feng Xi woke up slowly covering his head.
"Uh... It hurts." She muttered in a low voice.
"Finally, I almost thought that if you drank Dukang, you would be drunk for three years like Liu Ling." Qin Wanyu teased.
"Who is Liu Ling? The one who sings, or the one who talks about cross talk?" Feng Xi slowly got up.
Qin Wanyu: ...
"What's your expression? I'm asking you something. Who is Liu Ling?" Feng Xi said as he got off the ground and walked towards the bathroom.
"Sister, have you ever been to school? This is an allusion. Liu Ling was drunk, don't you know? After Liu Ling drank Du Kang's wine, she was drunk for three years." Qin Wanyu explained.
Feng Xi suddenly remembered this, "Oh, I see, there are also Peking operas, my grandfather used to listen to them, did you mean that there is a couplet pasted at the entrance of Dukang Winery? If you don’t get drunk for three years, you don’t need money.”
"Well, it seems that you are not illiterate."
"Go, go, you're illiterate, who are you laughing at? My aunt graduated with a nine-year compulsory education." Feng Xi rolled Qin Wanyu's eyes, quite unconvinced.
Qin Wanyu: ...
"Grandma, do you know how long you slept this time?" Qin Wanyu asked weakly.
In the bathroom, Feng Xi's voice came, "Did you sleep for twelve hours?"