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Chapter 162 The Tragic Death of an Innocent Female Educated Youth (13)

"Bah! You bastard! You're old, buried up to your neck in dirt, and you can't even keep your belt. Why don't you just die? You're dragging your sons down with you. I'm so damn unlucky to marry you."

"Pa bang bang... bang bang bang..."

"You bastard who can't control your belt, I should have castrated you earlier, you've grown up to be a nuisance!"

"Pa bang bang... bang bang bang..."

It's no wonder that the sound of the arm swinging and slapping someone in the face was so clear and moving that it even drowned out Huang Zhaodi's shouting and cursing. Zhu Jianguo and the others in the living room heard it clearly, but no one moved for a moment.

Because their mothers are angry.

They also have complaints.

If he left the captain position in a proper, normal, and untainted manner, then all three of them would be eligible to compete for the next captain. If the three of them joined forces and jointly nominated one of them to be captain, with the combined strength of the three teams, there would definitely be a 70% to 80% chance of success, if not a 90% chance.

As a result, it's all ruined now.

How is it possible to say that I have no complaints?

Even more sinisterly, they all hoped that Zhu Daquan would just die, leaving no evidence. Coupled with the universal saying that death is the greatest, this might be more beneficial to them!

"Mom, you've been beating me for a while, haven't you?"

"It's okay, Mom definitely knows her limits. Besides, it's not a good idea for Dad to be unconscious all the time. Didn't they say his pulse sounds like he's having a nightmare? Mom wasn't hitting Dad at all. She was clearly trying to wake him up."

"Brother, you still know more!"

After the conversation, the only change in Zhu Jianguo and the other two was that they felt more at ease. When they thought about their biological mother in the inner room trying every possible way to wake up their biological father, they no longer felt guilty, worried or remorseful.

It's all for Dad's own good, there's nothing I can do.

Unfortunately, an unexpected event occurred. Zhu Daquan woke up much earlier than Ding Shui had anticipated, but Ding Shui couldn't be blamed for his miscalculation. The key point was that Ding Shui hadn't expected Huang Zhaodi to swing her arm so hard, spanking him for nearly half an hour. His face was swollen like a pig's head. He had fallen into a very, very deep sleep, not a vegetative state or brain death.

When external stimulation is too great.

It can be awakened!
At this moment, Zhu Daquan's face had already slapped his wife Huang Zhaodi's hand, making it swollen, bleeding, and purple and black. You can imagine how much force he used to hit Huang Zhaodi's hand with his face!

However, although Zhu Daquan had woken up from the nightmare of being eaten alive by six wild boars, Huang Zhaodi's beating was not very even after all, and his entire face was hit, so not only his face was swollen, his mouth was swollen, and his eyelids were all swollen.

At this moment, he opened his eyes with great difficulty.

Huang Zhaodi really didn't notice it.

His mouth was swollen and difficult to open, and there was more blood than saliva. So, nearly a minute after he regained consciousness, he opened his mouth, choking on the blood that was in his mouth and choking on his trachea. He began coughing violently, spraying blood all over Huang Zhaodi's face. This finally made Huang Zhaodi realize that her old man had woken up, and that she had probably been a bit too harsh.

Under normal circumstances, when the couple fights, they usually fight back and forth. If the fight gets really intense, their son and daughter-in-law will stand by to mediate, and at most they will suffer minor injuries or pain.

But this is clearly not a normal situation.

First of all, Zhu Daquan was unable to resist, secondly, no one came to stop them, and most importantly, she was so angry that she almost lost her mind, until blood spurted all over her face.

She was frightened and stopped.

Zhu Daquan was still coughing violently at this time.

He was coughing up blood as if he was dying.

"Ah! Jianguo, Jianye, hurry, go call Uncle San, Daquan seems to be dying, go call someone!"

Although she was very scared and worried, Huang Zhaodi undoubtedly did not want to become a murderer, let alone a husband-killer, so she instinctively called her sons and asked them to find someone, including her uncle, the only barefoot doctor.

Only then did Zhu Jianguo and his three brothers realize something was amiss and rushed into the inner room, apparently startled as well. The man lying on the bed was barely recognizable as a human. Even if their grandmother were called out from her grave, she probably wouldn't recognize him as her son.

The most frightening thing is not the deformed appearance.

But there was blood splattered everywhere.

"Mom, how can you be so cruel!"

"I don't blame you. Don't you know I was mad? He couldn't move, and he couldn't even cry out in pain. How could I have known he was so badly injured? You guys didn't even think of coming in to comfort him."

"Okay, stop arguing about this. Third brother, go and call the Third Master over. And second brother, go and borrow the ox cart from the village, in case the Third Master can't help.

We need to rush Dad to the county hospital for treatment."

Zhu Jianguo knew very well that now was not the time to blame each other, so he gave the order directly.

His two younger brothers are indeed quite obedient.

Run out immediately to find someone.

Huang Zhaodi finally regained her composure, collapsing to the ground in fear. She then realized her hands were swollen and began to cry out in pain. Zhu Jianguo, too afraid to touch his father, simply went along with the situation and quickly sought out safflower oil, a medicine specifically for injuries and bruises that clears blood stasis and invigorates the bloodstream.

Massaging Huang Zhaodi's swollen and purple hands.

However, neither of them was very focused, and more of their attention was focused on Zhu Daquan on the bed.

At this time, Ding Shui really had to take action.

If she didn't take action, Zhu Daquan would have choked to death on his own blood. As mentioned before, there was more blood in his mouth than saliva, and later it even choked into his trachea. At this time, first aid should have been started.

But neither Huang Zhaodi nor Zhu Jianguo understood.

Zhu Daquan’s struggle today.

It's purely a death struggle.

At this time, Ding Shui still hoped to get some compensation from his family so that he could live a little better.

There is no need to be suspected by others.

I want to torture him slowly in the future.

His death disrupted all future plans.

In order to save himself some trouble and worry, Ding Shui could only decisively use his mental power to forcibly expel the blood that Zhu Daquan choked into his trachea.

From the perspective of Huang Zhaodi and Zhu Jianguo, it was Zhu Daquan spitting out blood again. Huang Zhaodi was so frightened that she began to ask her son if she would go to jail if Zhu Daquan died. She also said that she did not want to go to jail and did not want her grandson to have a criminal record in the future, as a criminal record would be a stain on his life.

Many opportunities are missed due to unsuccessful review. Zhu Jianguo could only comfort her by saying that it was okay, it was just a family matter, and as long as she didn't report it, there would be no problem.

It involves the future of your descendants.

Zhu Jianguo still knew how important it was.

Nearly ten minutes later, the third brother hurried back with Zhu Maohuai. However, even the experienced Zhu Maohuai was shocked by the murder scene. After a while of mental preparation, he went forward with some trepidation and took the pulse of Zhu Daquan, who was still muttering about the vicious woman. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Zhao Di, you're too cruel..."

"If there's something wrong... no matter how angry you are... forget it. After all, it's your family's affair, so an old man like me won't say anything more. Daquan's pulse is fine, and the wound on his face is probably just a flesh wound, not a bone injury. He'll be fine with more care. But I think a lot of his teeth are loose. Take him to the county dentist when you have time. He might need to have some teeth extracted or implanted.

Alas, Daquan looks so wounded. I'll get him some external medicine later. The main thing is to take care of him.

Don't hit him. I don't know if the bruises on his face can be dissolved. If they can't be dissolved, when I look back, oh, I don't know if I can still look at his face.

That’s all I have to say. Come with me, boys, to get the medicine.

Stop fighting, let’s talk it out.

At least I can’t slap you in the face anymore…”

What Zhu Maohuai said was actually not accurate, but he was just a barefoot doctor after all, so it was normal for him to make some mistakes or not notice some small problems. However, Ding Shui knew very well what other injuries Zhu Daquan had at this time!

After all, she scanned directly with her mental power.

At this time, Zhu Daquan's retina, optic nerve, eardrum and auditory nerve were all damaged. He was not blind or deaf, but his functions were severely impaired.

Just kidding, he swung his arms and slapped people for half an hour, but he didn't become deaf or blind, which means he is strong enough.

If the eyes and ears are intact.

That's a problem, okay?

However, they obviously had not discovered these problems so quickly. Soon, Huang Zhaodi and Zhu Jianguo finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked the third brother to send Zhu Maohuai back. They happened to go with him to get some medicine for application.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Jianguo sent his second brother, who had just borrowed the ox cart, away and asked him to return the cart. He then instructed his biological mother, Huang Zhaodi, not to beat his father again.

Then I went home feeling uneasy.

At this time, Ding Shui thought about it and was still a little worried. He specially left a trace of mental power on Zhu Daquan. If he was on the verge of death again, that trace of mental power could respond in time and remind him to save him.

Of course, this is when there is no trouble.

If it's more troublesome, forget it.

We can only let him die.

After retaining a wisp of mental power, Ding Shui simply washed up and went to sleep. He woke up around three in the morning, used his mental power to become invisible, and sneaked to the county town in a hurry to participate in the early black market there.

The black market, the black market, definitely cannot be opened in broad daylight.

The ones open during the day are called supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores.

The transactions usually took place before dawn, in the dark. Fuyang Brigade was quite far from the county seat, and the only way to get there was by bus No. 11, which meant walking. Naturally, they had to leave early. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to get back before dawn, and if they were discovered, explaining it would be difficult.

Although Ding Shui set out at three o'clock, she didn't arrive at the black market until nearly four o'clock. She used the system's transformation function to disguise herself as a 1.9-meter-tall strong man and went directly to the black market boss to do business.

Nowadays, ordinary people have limited purchasing power. How long will it take to sell four or five hundred kilograms of pork at a kilogram or two?
Since he had the system's camouflage function and wasn't afraid of being exposed, Ding Shui naturally chose the simplest and most convenient method. When paying at the gate to enter, he told the black market thug guarding the gate that he had 400 to 500 kilograms of wild boar meat to sell and asked him to find someone who could make the decision.

After that, everything went smoothly overall. After a little bargaining, Ding Shui gave the current market price of pork, which required meat coupons, plus 300 kilograms of national food coupons.

That's 70 cents per pound.

Add 300 kilograms of national food coupons.

There is no way. First of all, wild boar meat is not as popular as domestic pork, so it will be a little disadvantageous in terms of price. There are not many rich people here, so no matter how much they sell it, it is difficult to raise the price to a sky-high level. At most, it can be sold at one yuan and five cents per catty.

Dingshui is wholesale, so the price can only be lower.

And that's the price without coupons. If you do require coupons, the price will surely continue to drop, not to mention that Ding Shui is still asking for national grain coupons, which are no cheaper than meat coupons. There's a difference between grain coupons and food stamps. Local grain coupons can only be used to purchase food locally and become invalid after expiration, while national grain coupons can be used to purchase food anywhere in the country.

Many of them go on business trips abroad.

Everyone had to find ways to exchange for some national food coupons.

Because these food coupons were very rare and valuable, Ding Shui wouldn't trade them unless she lowered the price to 70 cents per pound. Even then, they were still somewhat reluctant, but knowing the market price well, Ding Shui held firm, unwilling to lower the price further. After a brief stalemate, the deal was finally finalized.

Next, of course, Ding Shui went to a hidden corner and took out the six dismembered wild boars.

Then notify the people in the black market to go with her to get it.

Perhaps it was because Ding Shui was more than a head taller than anyone else present at the time, and he looked broad-shouldered and strong, so the process went smoothly and no vicious incidents of black-on-black robbery occurred.

After confirming that the pork was fine and weighing it, the other party readily gave Ding Shui 300 kilograms of national food coupons and 334.60 yuan in exchange for 478 kilograms of wild boar meat. Overall, it was a good harvest.

Finally, she can give it to her grandparents and uncle.

Provide some help.

The identities of the original body's grandparents and uncle are still relatively sensitive. It is a bit risky to send a large amount of supplies to them directly. It is even possible that the reclamation farm will investigate who sent the supplies.

So in comparison, it is definitely safer and less risky to secretly stuff the national food coupons and money into the letter and send it under the guise of sending a letter.

Use a little more mental strength to avoid attention.

Or check the envelope carefully and tamper with it.

That would undoubtedly be safer.

So when Ding Shui got the money and national food coupons, his mood immediately brightened up. He pretended to put the money and coupons away, but actually put them into the space and left quickly.

Ran quickly back to Fuyang Brigade.

When he was about to reach Fuyang Brigade and the sky was already slightly bright, he hurriedly used his mental power to make himself invisible and quickened his pace. Only then did he finally return to his house before dawn.

When he heard some noise outside, he pretended to have just woken up and came out to greet the other educated youth.

Wash your face and go back to your room to catch up on some sleep.