Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

"I felt dizzy and nauseous when I smoked that cigarette..." Ji Shiqian sniffed and leaned on his wife. The steel-like man cried aggrievedly, "I thought I drank too much and was drunk, but I didn't expect it was the cigarette. I'm so stupid... really..."

It was common to offer cigarettes to each other at a dinner party, and Ji Shiqian was not on guard at all. Ji Zhenhua was also present at the time, but he refused the offer even though he didn't smoke, so he escaped.

"Don't blame you, don't blame you. Those people are bad." Qin Yun rubbed his head with heartache.

Ji Shiqian felt even more aggrieved and kept whining.

The couple sat on the sofa, and the others were standing around in the living room. No one could sit down at this moment.

Ji Zhenhua continued, "After returning to the factory the night before yesterday, we didn't notice anything was wrong. The next day, my brother-in-law woke up with vomiting and diarrhea. He was not conscious at all and was shaking violently. An old master in the factory noticed something was wrong, and we immediately called the police. The man has been arrested."

"Is there someone behind this?" Ji Shumiao frowned.

Ji Zhenhua shook his head. "Probably not. That guy is a habitual criminal who specifically targets rich people to lure them into taking drugs and then sell them. The police in Hebei want to continue investigating through him, and they want us not to make this public."

Grandma asked anxiously: "What will Qian do then? Will he..."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Ji Shiqian suddenly straightened up and yelled childishly.

Ji Zhenhua: "The police said my brother-in-law is in good condition. He should just get through this period and wait for the poison in his body to be metabolized. He can then never touch it again."

Qin Yun hugged her trembling husband, her heart twisted into mud, and asked, "Are you just going to do this?"

"If you can't stand it, you can go to the hospital or a drug rehabilitation center and rely on medication." Ji Zhenhua was extremely helpless. "Before we came back, my brother-in-law had already taken medication in the drug rehabilitation center over there, but he still felt uncomfortable and kept asking for my sister, so we came back."

Grandma was angry and distressed, tears streaming down her face: "Damn it! My child has suffered so much!"

The grandfather who was smoking a pipe nearby was also sighing, but was suddenly slapped on the back by the old woman: "Smoke, smoke, smoke! You're still smoking! It's all because of this little tobacco leaf!"

Grandpa didn't dare to refute and quickly put down his pipe: "No more smoking, no more smoking."

Qin Yun touched her husband's cheek and coaxed him gently, "Go upstairs and go home, okay?"

Ji Shiqian nodded and followed her upstairs.

Qin Yun: "Okay, Shi Qian, I'm here. You guys should go to school and do business."

Ji Shulang, who had been silent the whole time, said stiffly, "I can't learn even if I go to school."

"You can't help at home either." Qin Yun retorted, "Your father doesn't want you now."

Ji Shiqian was still confused at this moment, but he instinctively felt that what his wife said was right, so he nodded affirmatively: "That's right."

Ji Shulang: “…”

The brother and sister were still driven to school. As soon as Ji Shumiao went out, he asked, "Brother, do you think it was an accident?"

"Don't think about it. It's surprising or not. We don't have the ability to check."

Ji Shumiao was extremely frustrated. He had money but no power. Regardless of whether it was a conspiracy or not, all they could do now was to be on guard.

"Let's hold a safety warning meeting tonight and tell you about the accident and the story." Ji Shumiao was helpless, "Our family's safety awareness is obviously not high enough."

"Yeah." Ji Shulang rubbed her woolen hat, "Don't think too much, you are just a child, don't take everything on yourself."

"Know it."

"Is the salesperson you found before reliable?"

"Not reliable, but should be enough. He's a scumbag and a smart guy. He can be used for sales, but don't let him touch production."

Both the brother and sister were late.

Ji Shumiao stood at the door of the classroom and shouted "Report" with a grin.

Yan Wei, who was explaining the questions on the podium, glared at her fiercely and said, "Do these questions. If you get one wrong, you will stand for the whole class."

"Okay~" Ji Shumiao threw his schoolbag to the side of the podium, picked up a piece of chalk and started writing the questions.

She knew that Yan Wei was giving her a way out and it was definitely not because he was lazy, so she wrote the steps to solve each problem in great detail to make it easier for Yan Wei to explain his solution ideas.

After Ji Shumiao finished the questions, he turned around and threw the chalk up without even looking at where it landed. He picked up his schoolbag and walked towards his seat in a casual manner, throwing a coquettish glance at Liu Qingqing, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Liu Qingqing smiled and looked at her with eyes full of happiness.

These big eyes are so bright and watery.

Ji Shumiao was much happier, but when his eyes fell on her hands, his smile instantly disappeared: "What happened?"

Her hands were covered with chilblains and cracks. Some of the cracks were bleeding, and some of the chilblains were already dark purple.

"It's just frostbite. It's okay. It happens every year." Liu Qingqing comforted her, "Winter will be over soon."

But winter has just begun, and this winter is so cold.

Liu Qingqing didn't dare to look at her worried expression and turned away: "Listen carefully to the class."

"Snowing."

Someone shouted in a low voice, and everyone looked out the window. Sure enough, snowflakes were already falling outside.

Ji Shulang leaned against the wall, stood in the corridor outside the classroom, and watched the flying snow quietly.

The corridors in northern schools are all enclosed, so he didn't feel cold while standing here as punishment, nor did he think the snow was anything strange.

When he was in Inner Mongolia, he saw heavy snowfall every year.

It was really cold there, so cold that it was hard to breathe. It was so cold that Qin Yun and Ji Shiqian would get frostbite every year, on their hands, feet, faces, ears...

Ji Shulang, however, never grew any taller.

Qin Yun and Ji Shiqian would prepare the thickest winter clothes and the most complete winter equipment for him every year.

"Just study hard and don't worry about anything else."

What is cold is not the severe winter, but the poverty.

The bell for the end of get out of class finally rang, and the teacher came out with the lesson plan and let him in reluctantly.

"Thank you, teacher." Ji Shulang thanked.

Zhou Hui asked him: "When the teacher asked you why, why didn't you explain? You were punished to stand for the whole class for nothing."

"Prefer not to say."

Seeing that he was in a low mood, Zhou Hui didn't ask any more questions.