Shitou called out twice, "Grandma, Grandma."

Seeing that Chen Cuizhen was still motionless, he quickly stretched out his fingers to wipe Chen Cuizhen's breath.

Qian Jinshu was very worried when he saw this.

Shitou wiped it and said happily, "Great! Uncle, grandma is alive!"

Qian Jinshu finally heaved a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, fortunately! His mother is still alive."

Qian Jinshu half-lifted Chen Cuizhen and let her lie on the back of the stone.

Only then did they realize that there was blood on the back of Chen Cuizhen's head. There was a big rock where she fell, and she must have hit her head.

Qian Jinshu's heart was in his throat again. He said in a trembling voice, "Yin Qiang, my mother fell and hit her head. We have to go to the hospital quickly."

Yin Qiang carried Chen Cuizhen on his back and told Qian Jinshu to go to the alley in front to call an electric tricycle.

The electric tricycle carried the three people and sped towards a nearby large hospital.

When they arrived at the hospital, Chen Cuizhen was pushed in for emergency treatment.

Shitou helped Qian Jinshu sit on a chair outside the operating room.

The waiting time was long, and Qian Jinshu walked back and forth in the corridor anxiously.

He kept praying, hoping that Chen Cuizhen would be safe.

Finally, the door of the operating room opened and the doctor walked out.

Qian Jinshu hurried over and asked nervously, "Doctor, how is my mother?"

The doctor took off his mask and said in a heavy tone: "The patient had severe brain hemorrhage and could not be saved.

We have tried our best, please accept our condolences! "

Qian Jinshu couldn't believe such bad news. He collapsed and yelled, "You're talking nonsense! My mother just fell down, how could she not be saved?"

The doctor patiently described the rescue process to him, and Qian Jinshu finally covered his face and burst into tears.

Shitou quickly supported him and comforted him, "Uncle, please think positively.

Next, we have to deal with grandma's funeral."

Qian Jinshu slowly stopped crying. He looked at Shitou blankly, "Afterlife? What should I do?"

Shitou sighed, "Uncle, don't be afraid, I'm here for you."

Qian Jinshu nodded like a puppet and followed Shitou to go through various procedures.

Two days later, Qian Jinshu boarded the return train carrying Chen Cuizhen's ashes and stones.

Qian Jinshu had already called his uncle and told him that Chen Cuizhen had died of a sudden illness in Beijing.

The family has set up a mourning shed at the entrance of the village, and Qian Lei and his family are already sitting in the shed in mourning clothes, folding paper money.

When relatives saw Qian Jinshu coming back with the urn, they all came forward to comfort him.

Qian Jinshu walked into the mourning shed without saying a word and placed the urn in the coffin.

Qian Xiaolai leaned against the coffin and started crying. He was fine when he left, but when he came back, only a box of ashes was left.

Qian Jinshu knelt in front of the coffin and burned paper silently.

He couldn't understand why things turned out like this when they just went to see Jiaojiao?

Jiaojiao was arrested and his mother died.

He raised his hand and slapped himself. If he could go back on time, he would definitely not take his mother to the capital.

Qian Lei was shocked by Qian Jinshu's slapping himself. Did his father regret going to Beijing?

Humph, he had told his father not to go at the beginning, but his father refused to listen.

Look, now such a big thing has happened.

Their home is about to become the focus of Beishan County again.

The father and son each had their own thoughts. After a long while, Qian Jinshu called Qian Lei, "Leilei, help grandpa go back and have a rest.

There will be a funeral tomorrow, and there are still many things to do."

Qian Xiaolai shook his head and said, "I won't go back. I won't be able to sleep if I go back.

I'll just stay here and talk to your mother."

Qian Lei looked at Shitou and asked Qian Jinshu in a low voice, "Dad, why did Yin Qiang come back with you?"

Qian Jinshu sighed, "I am grateful for his help with your grandma's matter, otherwise I would not be able to handle it alone."

Qian Lei asked again, "Why didn't Dandan come back with you?"

When talking about this, Qian Jinshu became flustered.

He deliberately avoided thinking about his daughter these past two days. He told himself to wait until he had dealt with his mother's affairs before thinking about his daughter.

Otherwise, his brain wouldn't be able to take into account so many things.

Seeing that everyone was waiting for his answer, Qian Jinshu had to tell the truth: "Dandan is not with your aunt. I haven't found her yet."

Qian Lei frowned when he heard this. Dandan should have a limit to her temper.

He's just jealous that I could go to study in the north city, and he's still not satisfied after two years.

Well, I still have to have a good talk with her when she comes back.

At night, Qian Xiaolai and his sons kept vigil.

Seeing that everyone had left, Qian Xiaolai finally asked the question that he had been holding back for a few days, "Jinshu, how did your mother die?"

Qian Jinshu told the whole story in detail.

"What? Jiaojiao was also taken away?" Qian Xiaolai fainted when he heard it.

Qian Jinsheng quickly hugged him, "Dad, Dad, wake up!"

Qian Jinshu reached out and pinched Qian Xiaolai's philtrum, and Qian Xiaolai slowly woke up.

He sat on the coffin, beating his chest and stamping his feet, "Cuizhen, what should I do?"

Qian Jinsheng asked Qian Jinshu, "Brother, do you mean that the police have been keeping an eye on our family all these years?

Didn't you realize you were being followed?"

Qian Jinshu wiped his tears and said, "How would I know? Anyway, I didn't see anyone following us."

Qian Xiaolai cried for a while and asked Qian Jinshu, "Jinshu, where do you think Jiaojiao is being held now?"

Qian Jinshu thought for a moment and said, "I don't know if he has been escorted back to Beishan County."

Qian Xiaolai was silent for a while, but finally spoke, "Then go to the Public Security Bureau tomorrow and ask if they have come back?

If you come back, can you let her see your mother off for the last time?"

Qian Jinsheng snorted, "Dad, do you think our home is not lively enough?

If Jiaojiao were to come back for the funeral, I guess our family would be gossiped by those gossipy women for years to come.

The matter of Jiaojiao was finally forgotten and no one mentioned it anymore.

Now, you want her to show up again, are you going to let us live?"

Qian Xiaolai glared at Qian Jinsheng. How dare this rebellious son speak?

I had informed him long ago, but he kept dawdling before coming back until the mourning shed was set up.

Since he came back, Qian Xiaolai has never seen him shed a tear or call him "Mom".

It really was a waste of time.

Seeing Qian Xiaolai glaring at him, Qian Jinsheng said without caring, "Jiaojiao will be able to see my mother soon anyway, why are you worrying about her?"

When Qian Xiaolai heard this, he flew into a rage, "Asshole! She's your sister!

How can you say that? "

Qian Jinsheng's neck stiffened. "I'm just telling the truth."

Qian Xiaolai was so angry that he picked up a bamboo pole and hit Qian Jinsheng.

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