Zhao Xiangwan's face turned cold: "You haven't even called the school, how do you know you can't continue going to school? Tinglan is only in her twenties, how come her whole life is over?"

Lu Qinglian obviously didn't expect that the girl in front of her had such a bad temper. She looked around in a panic and kept explaining: "I don't know, no one told me that Tinglan can continue to go to school. Besides, she is pregnant with the child."

, how to study?”

Because of Zhao Xiangwan's words, the neighbors fell silent and subconsciously took half a step back to keep a certain distance from Lu Qinglian.

Yes, how can any mother talk about her child like that? Even if she is abducted and pregnant with a child, so what? As long as the person is still alive, there is hope. Besides, the niece of Zhao Dacui's family also said that Tinglan can continue

You're still in school, you're still a college student, how come it's over for the rest of your life?

"Well, don't blame me for speaking out. The child went through so much hardship before returning home. You have to comfort her. How can you call her embarrassing?"

"When you brought the child back yesterday, I thought she was pitifully thin. Alas! I know it's not easy for you to be parents, but... the child is even more pitiful."

"If you force your child to die, what will it gain you?"

Lu Qinglian didn't know how to respond to the neighbors' words. Her face turned red and white, but she didn't know when her tears stopped.

A low and vague man's voice intervened: "Things have not happened to you, so it is easy to say one by one. If she has the courage to die, then let her die! I, Jiang Fugui, pretend that I never gave birth to this girl!"

When Lu Qinglian heard this voice, she cried and rushed over: "Fugui, our whole life is finished, we are all finished."

Jiang Fugui supported his wife with his right hand. Half of his face remained motionless, while the other half was full of anger. His mouth was stretched out of shape, and he looked very scary.

"We trained her so hard, thinking she would be successful, but we didn't expect her to be so unlucky. She even got lost in school and ran away after being abducted. Looking at her inhuman appearance, what kind of books did she study?

Just send her to the countryside to get married."

Zhao Dacui didn't like the phrase "send her to the countryside to get married" very much, which touched her heart. What if she married someone casually and met someone who beat his wife after drinking?

"That's your biological girl. How can you say you don't want it? As long as you live, no matter how miserable you are, you will have someone to rely on in your later years. Things are not irreversible at all, so why do you have to send the girl to the countryside?

Marry?!"

The neighbors also stood by Zhao Dacui and spoke out.

"I've never seen parents like you, how cruel!"

"Xiang Wan is right, you just want to save face and suffer the consequences! There are so many girls who have been abducted and trafficked, and there are reports in newspapers every year. What, according to you, they all have to die?"

"If you want to scold me, go scold those shameless kidnappers. The beasts who buy and sell human beings will be punished by heaven and earth, and their descendants will be cut off. What are you scolding her for?"

"This is the first time I have seen such a person. The police comrades finally rescued your girl, but you are desperately trying to send her to death!"

Jiang Fugui's face twitched, his chest rose and fell violently, and he glared at everyone fiercely. Because half of his body was stiff and half of his face was dull, the whole person looked a little scary.

Lu Qinglian was so scolded that she couldn't raise her head. She huddled behind Jiang Fugui. She didn't know how to respond for a moment, so she could only defend weakly: "No, no..."

The nurse hurriedly came out of the emergency room: "The patient has suffered severe blood loss and the child cannot be saved. The family members come over quickly to sign."

Although Jiang Fugui had a tough mouth, she was his only daughter after all. Her heart ached and she closed her eyes and sighed. Lu Qinglian gritted her teeth and said, "If you can't keep it, you can't keep it. It just so happens that we don't want it either!"

The chaotic rescue effort began.

The neighbors waited for a while to see that nothing happened to them, and then left one after another.

Zhao Dacui made bone soup last night, cut up sauerkraut and shredded pork, and prepared to set out at the rice noodle stall at six o'clock in the morning. Now that he had lost time, he felt a little anxious. He glanced at Zhao Xiangwan and said, "Let's go home."

Zhao Xiangwan shook his head: "Auntie, I'm waiting for my cousin."

Zhao Dacui knew that she had had her own opinion since she was a child. As long as she made up her mind, no one could influence her. He explained a few words, gave her a room key and left in a hurry.

Three hours later, Ting Lan was finally pushed out of the emergency room.

Fan Qiuhan, who followed out, saw Zhao Xiangwan waiting quietly at the door. He was stunned for a moment and took her aside: "Why are you still here? Have you had breakfast?"

Zhao Xiangwan shook his head.

Fan Qiuhan stamped his feet anxiously: "You! It has nothing to do with you, what are you doing here all the time?"

Zhao Xiangwan turned his head, glanced at Ting Lan's bloodless face lying on the cart, and said softly: "Cousin, you haven't eaten yet, I will accompany you."

Fan Qiuhan rolled his eyes at Zhao Xiangwan angrily: "Come on, I don't know you yet? You are very kind-hearted and want to help Tinglan, right? She hasn't woken up from the anesthesia yet. I'll take you to eat something first and wait.

Will come again.”

The two of them had something to eat at the breakfast stall in front of Chengguan Hospital, and then returned to the ward where Ting Lan was located. Before they even got close, they heard the voices of Jiang Fugui and his wife.

"Let's recuperate in the hospital first. This year is considered useless, so just spend it in the hospital. If the child is gone, it is gone. Anyway, it should not have been born in the first place."

"It's really annoying. I should have known that raising a son from my hometown would be better than just keeping a girl!"

Fan Qiuhan frowned when he heard this. As a girl, it is difficult not to feel disgusted when hearing such remarks that girls are not as good as sons.

Zhao Xiangwan knew that it was very difficult for parents like this to change their minds, so there was no need to waste time and energy. She cooed at Fan Qiuhan: "You take them to the doctor, and I'll have a few words with Tinglan."

That’s fine.”

Fan Qiuhan nodded, put on the nurse's uniform, and walked to Tinglan's ward: "Aunt Lu, Uncle Jiang, there are some words that you need to sign. Please come over."

Fan Qiuhan, who was wearing a nurse's uniform, had a convincing power. Lu Qinglian responded and helped Jiang Fugui out.

Zhao Xiangwan walked into the ward while he was free.

Under the snow-white sheets, Ting Lan's face was made even paler. She closed her eyes slightly, and there were tears hanging on the edge of her eyelashes. It was obvious that she had just cried.

"Ting Lan." Zhao Xiangwan walked to her side, bent down and called softly.

Ting Lan slowly opened her eyes, her big and empty eyes full of despair. After recognizing Zhao Xiangwan, she closed her eyes and two lines of tears fell down her cheeks.

[It’s you...I’m sorry to disappoint you. I wanted to go to school, but they wouldn’t let me.]

Tinglan, who suffered from blood loss and miscarriage, had been tortured to begin with. She felt that her whole body had been hollowed out, she was very weak and could not speak at all.

Zhao Xiangwan took out a brand new hundred-dollar bill from his pocket, folded it in half and stuffed it next to Tinglan's pillow.

Ting Lan struggled to refuse, but she had no strength. She was out of breath every time she moved, and could only speak with her mouth: "No, I want--"

Zhao Xiangwan looked at her with firm eyes: "My name is Zhao Xiangwan, and I am a student majoring in criminal investigation at the 91st level of the Hunan Public Security University. I came across a case when I was an intern at the Xing City Public Security Bureau. A trafficked college student only needed to take the police station

Please go to the school's Academic Affairs Office with the certificate and explain the situation, and then your student status can be restored and you can continue studying."

Tinglan's eyes suddenly bloomed with a bright light.

"Don't give up. Take good care of your health first. I asked the nurse. Based on your current situation, it is estimated that you will have to stay in the hospital for half a month. Don't argue with your parents. You should eat and drink. Your body comes first. Wait until you can.

When you are out and about, call your good college classmates or teachers to explain the situation and ask them to help you greet the school in advance. When you are healthy, you can go to the police station to apply for a new ID card, get a certificate, and go back to school.

"

When Zhao Xiangwan said something, Tinglan nodded. It was as if a force was injected into her body, and her cheeks slowly gained a trace of blood.

After saying these words, Zhao Xiangwan pointed to Tinglan's pillow: "Take this money first. Buying train tickets, making phone calls, etc. all cost money. If your parents don't agree with you studying, you can

Go on your own! Don't care what they think. When you get to school, find a way to work and study, and you can always support yourself."

Tinglan's big eyes were full of tears, flowing quietly. The tears slid down her chilblained cheeks and soaked silently to the pillow. On the train, Zhao Xiangwan told her that it was not her fault that she was abducted. Now, Zhao

Xiang Wan came over again and showed herself a clearer path.

There are still many good people in this world.

Zhao Xiangwan saw that she understood and spoke faster: "I came here to talk while your parents were not here. I have to go. You have to remember - only by living can you have hope."

After saying this, Zhao Xiangwan started to leave.

As soon as he moved forward, someone grabbed him by the corner of his clothes. Zhao Xiangwan lowered his head and looked at Ting Lan.

Ting Lan tried her best, but made no sound.

[Don’t worry, I won’t seek death again. I will go to school and study hard. I will pay you back the money.]

Hearing her inner voice, Zhao Xiangwan's eyes started to heat up. He nodded slightly and said softly, "Okay, I heard you. I'm waiting for you to pay back the money."

Tinglan's skinny hands slowly fell on the bed. Zhao Xiangwan was right, only when she was alive could she have hope. If she died, she would not be worthy of her efforts over the years.

--

Zhao Xiangwan returned to the old house, took out the big grass carp and old hen he just bought from the market, and started to process the food neatly.

Zhao Dacui is an old resident here. Zhao Xiang would occasionally stay here during the winter and summer vacations when she was in high school, and knew many of her neighbors. Seeing Zhao Xiangwan's skillful movements, the neighbors next door greeted her warmly.

"Zhao Xiangwan, you're still so diligent even after you're in college. You kill fish and chicken very quickly."

"Today you said Lu Qinglian's words about saving face and suffering, it was really enjoyable. It's not bad, it's better than your aunt."

"Lu Qinglian and Jiang Fugui moved here in September last year. This is the first time you have met, right? Zhao Xiangwan has been studying for half a year, and he is becoming more and more promising."

Underneath the kind words, there are actually some hidden slanders.

[If you are so sharp-tongued at such a young age, how will you be able to do so in the future?]

[Girls who read too many books don’t know whether it’s a good thing or a bad thing. Look at Zhao Xiangwan, even adults dare to scold him. 】

[I don’t know what her parents are thinking if I don’t go home to my aunt’s house for the New Year.]

Zhao Xiangwan didn't care what her neighbors were thinking. She had heard so many such words that she had long been immune to them.

Rinse your hands and the blood on the cutting board, put the fish aside and drain away the blood, chop the chicken into pieces and put it into the casserole to start stewing, then pull a few garlic stalks from the ground and pick a handful of vegetable moss. After preparations are complete,

I took the fish and vegetables back into the house and put them on the dining table, waiting for my cousin and aunt to come back.

Fan Qiuhan was supposed to have a day off today because he was taking Tinglan to the hospital and was temporarily called by the head nurse to help, so Zhao Xiangwan came back first.
To be continued...