Rebirth: Start to Save the Treasure Girl

Chapter 175: It's over, they still know each other
Old people have to wear shrouds before they die, and the old lady thought that she should put them on quickly while she could still move;
This will prevent me from being tossed around after I die, and more importantly, it will save my granddaughter some trouble.

"If you don't have it with you, go buy it quickly. I also want to go back and take a bath." said the old lady.

"Why do you do whatever you want?" Xue Rui said unhappily.

"Don't hide it from me, I know everything." After the old lady said this, she seemed to have aged several years in an instant.

Xue Rui's eyebrows jumped. What on earth was going on? In just one day, the old lady started preparing for her death?

The man who was accompanying the patient asked, "So soon? The doctor didn't say how long it would take."

Doctors usually say "eat whatever you want", which means there is no hope, but it does mean you can still live for a while.

Why did you come in yesterday and bring up the shroud today? He felt very heavy when he heard it.

Xue Rui turned his head in surprise: "How long?"

The man pulled Xue Rui and whispered a few words to him, with an "I understand" look on his face.

"My condolences." The man patted Xue Rui's shoulder.

Xue Rui gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you, but the old lady doesn't have a terminal illness."

So this guy is the one who keeps giving the old lady psychological hints?

People are like this. If someone keeps giving them psychological hints, they will subconsciously develop everything in the direction of the hints.

Especially for older people, their ability to judge things has deteriorated, and they even believe in TV commercials that claim to "cure all diseases"...

"Did I guess wrong? Sorry, sorry, have some fruit."

The man smiled awkwardly and gave Xue Rui an orange to apologize. It turned out that it was just his guess from the beginning?

Xue Rui moved a stool and sat next to the old lady: "Xixi is not here, so hurry up and say what you want to say."

He did not explain to the old lady immediately because he wanted to hear what arrangements she was going to make for him.

"Xixi has been sensible since she was young. I still remember that when she was stung by a wasp as a child, she didn't say a word in order to help me peel corn. It was not until the evening that I discovered that her little finger was swollen..." The old lady wiped away her tears as she spoke.

Xue Rui frowned when he heard this and rubbed his hands together.

The man in the next bed was moved to tears. Is there really such a well-behaved child in the world? He is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

He looked at the boy on the bed. His son had broken his leg while skipping school to surf the Internet...

Why is there such a big gap between children? He angrily knocked on the plaster on the boy's leg.

"Dad! What are you doing?" the boy shouted in pain.

"Nothing, I just wanted to see if you still have feeling in your legs."

The old lady continued, "One more time..."

Xue Rui couldn't bear to listen any further, the image was too vivid, he interrupted and said, "Speak to the point."

What did the old lady want to say to him after all the preparations?
"I know you like another girl, maybe three or four," said the old lady.

The man who was eavesdropping next door stared with wide eyes: "Is the young man so capable?"

"Brother is awesome!"

Even the lame boy lying on the bed next to him moved towards Xue Rui.

Another shocking piece of news!
"Old lady, please don't slander me. What are you talking about?" Xue Rui thought to himself, how did the old lady know that?
There are only two in total, Xue Rui thinks three or four is slander...

"You mean, three or four aren't enough?" the lame boy asked in surprise.

"Don't ask too much." Xue Rui also pulled the curtain on the other side, but he could still see the shadows of two heads leaning against the curtain.

Xue Rui felt that the guy in the next bed really deserved a beating. His legs must have been broken by someone, right?
“I don’t care how many you like…” The old lady propped herself up.

Xue Rui looked at the old lady who looked like she was dying, so he walked to the head of the bed and raised it a little.

"You continue." Xue Rui said calmly.

The old lady had a lot to say, but Xue Rui was much more mature than his peers...

"Don't abandon her," said the old lady.

After two years of getting along, the old lady knew Xue Rui's character very well;
Although he appears to be unruly on the surface, he is actually a good kid with a conscience.

She didn't want to know how many girls Xue Rui had flirted with, and she didn't have the energy to care.

But as long as Lin Ruoxi is with Xue Rui, she is confident that the one who will stay in the end will definitely be her granddaughter.

No man can refuse an obedient, gentle and family-oriented woman, especially since her granddaughter is so beautiful.

"I saved some money and put it behind the sofa back, thinking that when Xixi gets married..." The old lady started nagging again.

Xue Rui finally couldn't help it: "Old lady, you don't have a terminal illness. You will be able to be discharged from the hospital and go home next week."

"At this point, do you think there's any point in lying to me?" The old lady smiled bitterly, thinking that Xue Rui was a good boy with a kind heart, but he was a little fickle.

Xue Rui sighed softly: "Do you think I want to bring a burden with me? If you really can't do it, shouldn't I be happy?"

The old lady thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case! So... was she healthy?
She frowned and said, "Why are my relatives here? Aren't they here to see me off to the grave?"

"Those people wanted to cheat Xixi of her money. I transferred more than 20 million yuan to her before and asked her to pay for building a road in the village. I think the news reached your relatives from your mother's side." Xue Rui explained.

Suddenly, Xue Rui heard two "Fuck!"s coming from the bed next to him.

"Are you two done yet?" Xue Rui opened the curtain and cursed.

The father and son shut up instantly and looked at each other. They both thought Xue Rui was bragging.

But looking at the condolences sent by the Agricultural Bank of China on the ground, he was unsure for a moment. How much money could be enough to warrant the bank's visit to express condolences?
The old lady recalled what happened today. No wonder those people kept their eyes on Lin Ruoxi.

"I'll never have anything to do with those bastards again," the old lady cursed.

"Well, I asked the village head to send them away." Xue Rui said, holding his forehead.

The old lady pondered Xue Rui's words. Her granddaughter donated a road, and the village head came to see her. This made sense. More than 20 million yuan? Is this kid so generous?

She could hardly imagine what an astronomical figure that was. One acre of wheat could earn three or four hundred yuan. How many acres of wheat were there in 20 million?
The old lady shook her head. She didn't understand...

"What about these wreaths?" The old lady pointed to the flower baskets piled on the ground, with colorful ribbons hanging on them.

"What bad luck! What wreath? That's the flower basket for visiting patients. Who would send a wreath to someone who's not dead?" Xue Rui scolded.

The two people in the next bed could hardly hold it in anymore and covered their mouths with their hands, laughing.

Flower baskets are not as practical as fruit baskets. They can only be looked at but not eaten. Apart from visits from employees, few people usually send them, so the old lady has never seen the same one in the hospital ward...

Xue Rui picked up a flower basket and showed the words on the ribbon to the old lady: "Do you recognize it?"

The old lady shook her head: "I can't read."

She doesn't know many characters, only some with fewer strokes.

"Pfft!" The noise of the person in the next bed trying to hold back his laughter got a little louder.

"Then what do you think is written here?" Xue Rui realized for the first time the importance of universal education.

If the old lady could read, this kind of mistake would never have happened.

The old lady saw that there were four words, but she only recognized one of them, "长".

The old lady pondered for a long time, and finally said, "The voice and appearance will live forever."

"This is fucking health and longevity." Xue Rui gritted his teeth.

The two people in the next bed couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed wantonly: "Hahaha, the voice and appearance will live forever, that's what is written on the funeral couplet."

As a result, the boy was so excited that he slapped his thigh in plaster and screamed like a pig being slaughtered: "Ah!"

Now it was Xue Rui's turn to smile: "A smile will never disappear, it will just transfer from one person's face to another."

The old lady breathed a sigh of relief when she found that she was fine, but suddenly she felt the pain in her arm again.

"I just can't relax. My arm is starting to hurt again." The old lady squinted her eyes, feeling her arm getting more and more painful.

"Just do it. It won't be remembered even when you die one day." Xue Rui said unhappily, and pressed the call button on the bedside.

The guy in the next bed pointed at the head of the bed with a painful look on his face: "Please press one for me too..."

Xue Rui glanced at her coldly. Even if he pressed it again, the same nurse would come, so there was no need.

"Brother, why are you still holding a grudge?" The young man looked bitter and turned to look at his father: "Dad?"

As a result, his father ignored him...

……

At the same time, Village Chief Hua brought a few people to Wang Village.

When they arrived at the gate of the village brigade, the people in the car immediately lowered their heads.

There were many old men and women sitting next to the village brigade square. If they knew about this, it would spread quickly throughout the village...

Village Chief Hua got out of the car in a cool manner, kicked the door shut, and waved his hand to signal them to get out as well.

A few people looked at the strong young men around them and for a moment they didn't dare to run around.

Even though I was already back home, I felt even more panicked.

A middle-aged man was walking over not far away, and their eyes lit up, because that was the entrance of their village.

They are all from the same village, and the villagers must be on their side.

As a result, they watched as Village Chief Hua smiled and handed them a cigarette. The two of them were now sitting on a bench with their arms around each other's shoulders and chatting.

The woman's heart sank: "It's over, they really know each other..."

Those who can become village leaders these days are rarely good people when they are young. They are all well-known hooligans in the surrounding area...

This kind of people usually have many relatives at home, and no one in the village dares to offend them. As they get older, their tempers gradually become more restrained, but they are also loyal and protect people in the same village. They have a personality charm that cannot be rejected...

All people of the same age and the elderly in the village are willing to vote for these old hooligans.

"Lao Hua, do you mean to ask them to write a letter of guarantee?" Village chief Wang smiled. He thought his brother was going to beat up those people, and he was thinking about persuading him, but he didn't expect Lao Hua to be so civilized.

After listening to his childhood friend's description, he suddenly felt that these people were becoming more and more unpleasant to his eyes.

What were you doing before? You weren't there when they were starving to death, and you waited until they got rich before you came to recognize them as your relatives? Your intentions are too obvious!
"Come here, lie down under the flagpole and write a letter of guarantee."

"Okay..." Several people walked over with their heads lowered, and heard the pointing and talking of the old men and women in the village.

"Did they commit a crime?"

"Go over and listen..."

……

Surrounded by villagers, several people knelt under the national flag pole, wrote a letter of guarantee, and pressed their red handprints on it. When they handed it to the village head, their posture was like that of primary school students handing in homework.

"Lao Hua, do you think it's okay?" Village Chief Wang frowned. Why are there only a few lines of text?

Village Chief Hua also frowned and thought to himself, is it that simple?
It doesn't seem sincere.

The two looked at each other, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, the letter of guarantee was torn into pieces by Village Chief Wang.

"Rewrite it. Fill two pages."

Several people's faces immediately fell. How many words could be written in the letter of guarantee?

How many words do I need to write on two pages? Is that still a guarantee?

These two people were obviously not well-educated, but they did not dare to refute the two village heads. They could only continue to pick up their pens and write furiously under their supervision, clearly stating their crooked thoughts...

(End of this chapter)