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Chapter 396 Aphasia

Xia Yizhen and the village chief followed behind. When they stepped forward and saw the scene under the dim light, they were also stunned.

"Grandma... grandma..."

Su Xiaojun held the old lady's head while her mother-in-law and grandson fell to the ground. The child's small hands were still rubbing the skinny old hands, with only skin and flesh left.

The most dazzling thing was the blood flowing from the old man's face and ears. It had turned dark red and was flowing on her collar, Su Xiaojun's hands, and on the ground.

There were also dried blood stains on the side of Su Xiaojun's face.

"Xiaojun..."

Xia Yizhen rushed over and picked up Su Xiaojun, while Feng Yian laid the old lady flat on the ground.

"Grandma...my grandma is dead...grandma..."

Su Xiaojun nestled in Xia Yizhen's arms and buried her face in Xia Yizhen's chest. The blood stains on her face stuck to Xia Yizhen's white coat.

Her voice was hoarse, she was out of breath from crying, and she kept coughing.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Xia Yizhen felt her throat tighten and her nose felt sour.

She covered Su Xiaojun's eyes that wanted to look at the old lady, and patted her back gently with her other hand.

"Xiaojun..."

Feng Yian checked the old man and found that his body was already cold. Only his fingers were still warm from Su Xiaojun's body, and there was no breathing in his nose.

"It should be a cerebral hemorrhage. There is bleeding from the nose, eyes, ears, and mouth."

The village chief sighed outwards, as if he was choked and couldn't even speak.

Today is obviously this child's birthday, why is this happening?

Xia Yizhen took Su Xiaojun out of the old lady's room, and Feng Yian accompanied them. The village chief was silent for a long time before calling a few villagers to take away the old lady's body.

"Grandma, I don't have a grandma anymore, Teacher Xia, I don't have a grandma anymore."

Feng Yian took the child from Xia Yizhen, picked him up, laid him on his shoulder, and comforted him softly.

"Xiaojun, don't cry, grandma will always be by your side. As long as you don't forget grandma, grandma will always be there."

Su Xiaojun held Feng Yian's neck and sobbed.

She has no strength now, her voice is mute, and her hands and feet are weak. The old lady's body has begun to stiffen. She must be very helpless and cried for a long time.

Feng Yian, who usually changed his suit when it was covered with a little dust, did not show any impatience today when he hugged Su Xiaojun, who was covered in blood on his face. He just rocked her slowly until the child gradually cried until she fell asleep. Put her in the room.

When he came out and saw Xia Yizhen, Xia Yizhen was holding the strawberry hair tie in her hand in trance, her eyes were red.

Feng Yian walked over and held him in his arms, and Xia Yizhen also started crying.

The people called by the village chief put the old lady in the main room with Su Wu and Wang Ling.

Looking at the three corpses placed together, Xia Yizhen couldn't bear to close her eyes.

"Xiaojun, what should she do? Why is it like this?"

Xia Yizhen clutched the hair rope in her hand tightly. She didn't know what Su Xiaojun's reaction would be when she woke up and saw her parents and grandma lying here at the same time.

Feng Yian immediately contacted the funeral parlor to arrange the funeral arrangements for the three people. After taking care of everything, he followed Xia Yizhen to Su Xiaojun's room to guard.

Xia Yizhen gently wiped the blood off Su Xiaojun's face with a handkerchief and changed her bloody clothes.

The county hospital and the forensic doctor came and determined that the old lady died from intracranial hemorrhage, and even if she was found on the spot, there was almost no possibility of saving her.

When Su Xiaojun woke up, the first thing he saw was Xia Yizhen's tired and distressed face.

It was already dawn outside, but the room was still dark. As soon as Su Xiaojun opened her eyes, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"Teacher Xia, how is my grandma?"

Xia Yizhen sniffed and took Su Xiaojun's hand.

"Xiaojun, Teacher Xia knows that you are sad, but grandma is old. Did the teacher tell you before that people will leave as soon as they complete their tasks?" Su Xiaojun had already heard the meaning of Xia Yizhen's words. She The pale little mouth shrank, and big tears fell down in two lines.

"But... I don't want... I don't want grandma to leave... I don't want..."

She cried and crawled into Xia Yizhen's arms. After a while, she seemed to remember something and lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

"I'm looking for mom and dad. They must be able to find a way."

Xia Yizhen quickly stopped her and held her shoulders.

"Xiaojun, can you listen to me?"

Su Xiaojun was stunned. She and Xia Yizhen looked at each other, and the bad feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger.

"What... what..."

Xia Yizhen saw Su Xiaojun calm down and then spoke in a low voice.

"Your parents, they... accidentally fell off the cliff while riding their bikes last night..."

Su Xiaojun's whole body went limp and collapsed in Xia Yizhen's arms.

Xia Yizhen felt her heart aching in waves. She kept patting Su Xiaojun's back gently to comfort him. For 2 minutes, Su Xiaojun made no sound at all.

"Xiaojun, if you want to cry, just cry. Don't hold it in your heart. Teacher Xia is here."

She kept comforting him, but the person under her just leaned in her arms and breathed hard.

Xia Yizhen observed for a while and suddenly realized something was wrong. No matter what she said, Su Xiaojun stopped opening her mouth.

"Xiaojun, Xiaojun, what's wrong with you, Xiaojun!"

She picked up the child and rushed out. Feng Yian was just about to come in when he saw Xia Yizhen who was confused.

"what happened?"

Xia Yizhen held the silent child in her arms.

"Xiaojun, something is wrong with her, call the doctor quickly."

Before the doctor from the county left, Feng Yian immediately put the child back on the bed and asked someone to come up for examination.

The doctor held a stethoscope and listened to Su Xiaojun's heart for a long time, then looked at her eyelids, then turned to the two of them.

"Initially, it seems that this child has aphasia caused by mental trauma. Now he can't make any sound in his throat. However, we are not sure and need to go to the hospital for further examination."

After saying that, the doctor walked out, muttering as he walked.

"Oh, this whole family has problems. It's really pitiful."

Xia Yizhen turned her head and looked at Su Xiaojun, who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and fell asleep again, and her heart ached.

The funeral for the three members of the Su family was very simple, but very formal, with everything that should be included.

The person Feng Yian contacted found a cemetery for them, and on the third day, they moved the ashes there.

At the funeral, Su Xiaojun wore black clothes, with a filial piety badge on her arm, and stood in front of the memorial tablets of her parents and grandmother with a pale face.

Feng Yian and Xia Yizhen were standing beside her.

After fainting from extreme sadness that day, Su Xiaojun became calmer and could no longer make a sound even if she cried.

Everyone felt pity for this little child, and the adults in the family had left her. As a result, she could not speak, and could only bury her sadness and pain in her heart.

She used tender handwriting to sign her name on the cremation consent form, and watched with her own eyes as her relatives were pushed into the furnace one by one.

When they came out again, they had turned into small boxes of ashes.

The doctor recommended that Su Xiaojun be hospitalized, but she still insisted on coming to the funeral.

In the hospital, she wrote on paper with a pen:
I want to send my parents and grandma to heaven with my own hands.

Xia Yizhen read that line and was so sad that she hugged Su Xiaojun and cried.

(End of this chapter)