Nie Wenyuan lowered his head and put a green cabbage leaf into his mouth, "The answer lies with your sister."
Huang Dan asked, "What about ten thousand yuan?"
Nie Wenyuan didn't lift his eyelids, there was food in his mouth, and his voice was vague, "Wang Ming is dead."
The implication is that this is the end of the matter, and there is no need to pursue it further.
Huang Dan put down his chopsticks, "This has nothing to do with Wang Ming's death, the house is secluded and the money is in your bedroom, even if someone wants to break in and steal, they can't get out of the house, not to mention the place where I put the money is hard to find. ."
He pursed his lips and said, "I've thought about it for a while, but this matter can only be done by acquaintances, not Uncle Quanwu who took the money, the rest are nǎinǎi, aunt, and cousin."
Nie Wenyuan also put down his chopsticks, he went to get a cigarette, and dropped one of his mouth, ignoring the abnormality of his little nephew, too much, and slowly he won't get into it, it's good to have people, "Small, there are some things, I don't I hope you interfere too much."
Huang Dan leaned back a little and looked up at the man, "Nie Wenyuan, I took the 10,000 yuan from Wang Ming and put it in your room and disappeared. It's reasonable, I should have known about it. Quan, what do you think?"
In fact, he doesn't care about where the money goes, he cares about the task. The man is obviously hiding something for someone, which may be a key clue.
Nie Wenyuan took a puff of cigarette, slowly exhaled the smoke, and met his little nephew's quiet gaze, "I will give you a replacement in a while."
Huang Dan had a guess in his heart. He didn't think about it, knowing that the man would tell him the truth, "Okay."
After breakfast, Huang Dan went back, the door was still locked, he stayed at the door for a while, then rode his bicycle to the hospital.
Chen Xiaorou's injury has stabilized, but her psychology has been severely damaged. She has broken a leg and can no longer dance. She is on a bigger stage. For a proud person like her, life is better than death.
Before Huang Dan approached the ward, he heard hysterical crying inside. He walked outside the door to eavesdrop, and found that it was just a desperate daughter and an equally desperate mother complaining, hating the injustice of fate, and having no value for the task. , and then knocked on the door to enter.
A water glass flew over, Huang Dan avoided, a crisp sound rang on the door behind him, and the fragments of the water glass were scattered on the ground.
Nie Youxiang's eyes were red and swollen, and her face was haggard. Her temples were only mixed with a little silver, but now they are all white. When she saw her little son coming in, she forgot to wipe off the snot and tears on her face, "Little, you still know how to come back, Where have you been these days?"
Huang Dan's expression was too calm, which was incompatible with the collapse and grief in the ward. He didn't answer, but just said, "I know about my sister."
Nie Youxiang didn't know what she was remembering, but she suddenly burst into tears and laughed, "Xiaorou, your brother is back, he's going to tell his uncle, maybe this can be done."
Huang Dan guessed what Nie Youxiang meant, but he still asked, "What's the matter?"
Nie Youxiang said about the prosthesis, "Your uncle knows a lot of people, so there must be a way."
Seeing that her younger son didn't even fart, she anxiously stretched out her hand to pat, "Yi, talk to me!"
Huang Dan's arm was numb, he grabbed a few times with his other hand, looked at Chen Xiaorou on the bed and said, "It's okay to press the prosthesis."
Chen Xiaorou's face was as gray as she lay, and she didn't respond.
Nie Youxiang said excitedly, "After pressing the prosthesis, you can walk around normally, right? How about dancing? Can you... "
The word "dancing" stimulated Chen Xiaorou, she screamed loudly with a white face, and smashed everything that could be reached by her hand, "Go away, go—"
Huang Dan and Nie Youxiang stepped out of the ward in a mess, and the screaming inside lasted for a minute or two, turning into a shrill cry.
Nie Youxiang couldn't help but wipe away her tears, "Why is my life so bitter..."
Huang Dan was still calm, he couldn't understand, "Mom, why did my sister appear in the kiln? I heard that Wang Ming was also there, and he was killed on the spot."
Nie Youxiang was in a trance for a moment, then woke up again, cursing angrily, "The police said that your sister and Wang Ming are... they are good friends, and they also said that your sister went to the kiln to meet him, and the two eloped together, how is it possible, They must be mistaken, that Wang Ming is as old as your uncle, and at such an age, how could your sister like him, no, absolutely not..."
When she talked about the latter, she began to be speechless, and she never believed that an excellent and outstanding daughter would fall in love with an old man who was a dozen years older than her.
Huang Dan's brows moved, but she didn't expect that Nie Youxiang really didn't know it. In her heart, the eldest son and daughter wanted to stand out, soar to the top, honor their ancestors, and always do their best.