20demayo Chapter 330 Selfless Husband——Lv Qinxiang 9
Chapter 330 Selfless Husband——Lv Qinxiang 9
Chapter 330 Selfless Husband——Lv Qinxiang 9
"Now it's all good. The loss outweighs the gain. I have nothing left."
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"You two come with us!" After receiving the report, the police broke into the Bian family and prepared to take away the old man and his wife.
"Comrade, comrade, what mistake have we made?" Old man Bian was still pretending to be confused.
"Aren't you very clear about what mistakes you made?"
After hearing what the police said, they both lost all their strength and fell heavily to the ground.
"I did something myself, and it got exposed..."
Looking at his son on the bed, the old man sighed and said, "I did all this. It has nothing to do with him, the old woman. If you want to arrest me, just arrest me!"
He was not being kind-hearted, nor was he trying to protect his wife, but he was exhausted from taking care of his paralyzed son.
Uncle Hat also understood what he meant. If they arrested both of them, there would be no one to take care of Bian Xiaoshan.
Originally, we could only take one away and leave one behind to take care of him. Now, since he asked for it, let’s take him away!
They had no evidence when they discussed it, so they could only turn a blind eye.
Mrs. Bian thought that her old man was worried about her, so when he was about to leave, she chased him out the door and cried inconsolably.
When she smelled the stench in the house, she realized that she had been tricked by the old man.
"You old fool, I thought you were kind-hearted, but I didn't expect you to do this just to avoid being idle..."
She cleaned up the feces for her son while cursing, but it was of no use, as Old Man Bian couldn't hear her.
Old man Bian was locked up, and Mrs. Bian's job every day was to feed him and clean Bian Xiaoshan's bedding which was covered with feces and urine.
She was an elderly woman and could not bear it at all. Not long after, she could not bear it anymore and fell ill in bed.
One son died and the other was paralyzed. No one took her to the hospital and no one gave him food or drink.
By the time people around her smelled the stench, she had been dead for many days and her body was crawling with mosquitoes.
It was the village chief who found her family and buried her in the ground. Now Bian Xiaoshan is alone again with no one to take care of him.
He was sent to an orphanage, but the people there didn't want to take care of this person with limited mobility, so they had to take him back to the village.
The villagers had no choice but to pay for a widower to take care of him.
The widower was also a sloppy man and did not take good care of the child. After just a few days of training, a big hole appeared on Xiao Lishan's back.
The tiny insects were wriggling around in it, and flies were circling around it.
Every family has its own life, and no one would stand up for him. Bian Xiaoshan's eyes were filled with tears, and they hadn't dried since the moment his mother died.
What's the point of knowing? He couldn't say anything and could only endure the pain silently.
Bian Xiaoshan thought that he would die soon because he was not well taken care of. He hoped day and night, and after several years, he found that he was still alive and well.
The widower was perfunctory at first, then became careless, and finally started to curse at him.
He was only given one meal a day, sometimes only water, his bed was never washed, and the whole house was so smelly that you could smell it from outside their door.
Time flies, and Old Man Bian is released from prison. He wants to go back and take a look as soon as possible.
When he got home, the grass in front of his house had grown as tall as a person, and a large part of the roof had collapsed. He realized that there was probably no one at home.
He didn't dare go in, for he was afraid of seeing the deserted yard.
It was getting late now and he had to go back. Otherwise he would have to sleep on the streets.
Old man Bian carried his few belongings and walked slowly towards his home.
Rats and wild cats are running around everywhere, and there is no trace of their former existence here.
He didn't dare to think about his wife and children, and how long it had been since they died.
He pushed open the rickety door and walked in. The room was empty. The furniture and pots and pans had long been taken away by thieves.
It was the village chief who received the news of his return and rushed over.
He looked at the dilapidated yard, sighed, and said, "Now that you're back, clean up the house and live a good life. They are buried in the back mountain. Go and see them when you have time."
"Okay, thank you, village chief." Old man Bian hurriedly bowed respectfully to the village chief.
"Okay, stop talking about this and pack up quickly so you have a place to stay tonight."
"Hey!"
Old man Bian had been in prison for several years and had become very sensible. After he sent the village chief away, he began to clean up the mess at home.
The sun was about to set, and he didn't have time to clean up properly, so he had to clean up the room first and prepare for the night.
I will go find the rest of the wood myself tomorrow and clean up the house and outside.
Without a pot or food, he went to bed early without eating anything. Lying in his empty house, the old man was filled with grief.
"Woooooooo..."
He couldn't help but cover his face and burst into tears. He also had a son and a wife, so why had it come to this?
"Boom..."
As he was crying sadly, the roof collapsed.
He didn't even have a chance to run and was buried alive.
Hearing the sound, the surrounding neighbors immediately took out lights to illuminate the direction of their home.
When they saw clearly that it was Old Man Bian’s house that collapsed, they immediately screamed: "Hurry up! Help! Someone is buried here..."
Hearing that someone was buried in the house, the villagers ran out in panic and started to rescue him.
When they struggled to pull the old man out of the rubble, he was already smashed into a bloody mess and had already died.
"Alas, he has a miserable life. How could he encounter this just after returning?"
"Yeah, he might as well get a room in the city!"
"I'm old, old, and I've suffered such a sin. Alas..."
Everyone sighed, then removed his door panel and placed Old Man Bian on it, preparing to find a coffin for him and bury him at dawn.
Someone was killed in the village?
When the village chief heard the news, his face turned green. What kind of thing is this? It's not even a night away, and something like this has happened. It's really annoying.
Old man Bian's two sons are dead, and his daughter-in-law left long ago, so no one takes care of them.
As they did before, the villagers dug a wooden pit next to Mrs. Bian and her son and put Old Man Bian in it.
None of this had anything to do with Xihe. She got up early to open the door and closed it in the evening, living a carefree and comfortable life.
As for the two children, Feng Qi took care of them. She had no patience for them and did not have the time to discipline them.