It's ridiculous to talk about such trivial things. People's lives are good because of their ability. Her son is incompetent, but he has been plundering the benefits of his son-in-law over the years. What else is there to be dissatisfied with?
Life is lived by people. As long as we are united, what do we want?
However, the mother and daughter didn't think so. Just like Su Mingcheng's parents, they just let the good days pass and let heaven and earth take care of them. Now that they are better, their days are finally over.
That's fine, let's break up!
Su Jian came to the ward. Just after the operation, Wu Tiejun was seriously injured. After saying a few words, he felt tired and fell into a deep sleep.
"Brother Huaiyuan!"
"Little Jane!"
"You should think more broadly about things at home. There is mom on one side and dad on the other. I know you feel uncomfortable."
"Xiao Jian, you don't need to persuade me, I know what to do."
"If you need my help, just ask."
Su Huan didn't like to eat sauerkraut, so after only a few mouthfuls of soup, the pain became unbearable.
If Su Dan ate it, the dose of poison would be enough to kill him.
The Gao family will definitely apply for a mental evaluation. If the judge determines that she committed the murder during a psychotic episode, Wu Tiejun's scissors will be in vain.
"Wu Tiejun, Wu Tiejun, where are you? Get out of here!"
There was a sudden noise in the corridor. Gao Meilan's brother Gao Qiang was supporting an old lady with small feet and yelling angrily.
Wu Huaiyuan frowned.
He asked Su Jian, "Please help me take care of my dad, and I'll go out and take a look."
Gao Qiang is a real bastard, uneducated and incompetent, he spends his days sneaking around and doing all kinds of bad things.
This period was a time of rapid economic development. Grandma Su Jian's village was not remote. You could grow vegetables and go fishing. As long as you worked hard, you could make a fortune.
Gao Qiang couldn't bear the hardship, so he relied on his sharp words to sell insurance together with others, and hooked up with a young daughter-in-law. When her husband's family found out, they used a pole to break one of his legs, making him walk with a limp.
At this time, he waved his fists, completely ignoring the patients in the hospital, and yelled, scaring people in the corridor to avoid him.
"Uncle, what are you doing? This is a hospital, please keep your voice down."
When he saw that it was his nephew Wu Huaiyuan, Gao Qiang couldn't help but take a step back.
He was a little afraid of Wu Huaiyuan's eyes.
"Where's your dad? Tell your dad to come out."
"Why did you call my dad out?"
"Of course I have something to tell him."
"Uncle, who did you hear that my dad is here?"
"Yes, someone said..."
It was Wang Changgui who called their village headquarters. The village cadre found him and said that his sister had stabbed his brother-in-law and asked him to go to the hospital quickly.
On the way, the old lady asked him to be tough, as the Chinese New Year was coming soon, and she needed to get some money to buy new year's goods. As for his sister, it was not against the law to beat someone with a mental illness, so she would be released in a few days.
"Uncle, do you really not know or are you blind and deaf? My father once passed away at the gate of hell. Now let him come out to see you, or else I will prick you to see if you can walk?"
"What are you talking about? I'm your uncle, and you're talking to me like this? You're still a college student!"
"How should college students speak?"
"If you come to visit a doctor, go in quietly. If you come to make trouble, go back. Don't embarrass yourself and make others laugh." He said and pushed Gao Qiang and his mother out.
"Huaiyuan, what should you do with your mother? You can't ignore your mother!" The old lady of the Gao family hurriedly stopped her grandson.
In the summer, he came back and bought himself two bags of soy milk powder, which was delicious.
The son-in-law was injured by his daughter. There must be someone in the village coming to see him. He couldn't come empty-handed. The old lady was thinking about those gifts.