"Stealing the Day" (9)

The wires fell on the boat with electricity, and Grandpa woke up to find it on fire.

I tried to climb out of the wooden fishing boat, but in a hurry, I stepped on the power line barefoot.

Grandpa didn't get out of the wooden fishing boat for so long, because it was no longer good after CLP.

My first reaction was that there was a fire and why the electricity was not interrupted, and the second reaction was that Da Zhuang was chasing me at that time, and I estimated that the attention of the whole village was on my side.

I started asking where Dad had gone?

Mom said that Dad had gone to deal with the aftermath, and the police should be in the village by now.

I wanted to go home, but my mom said don't leave the hospital.

The doctor's statement was that although my injuries were not serious, it was easy to get infected by running around.

If there are other complications, there is no guarantee that you will be fine, and it is best to lie down and raise it.

I didn't go to my grandfather's funeral, and I was lying in a hospital bed for half a month.

I was most seriously injured in my left shoulder and chest, which had been cut to the bone and required more than 40 stitches.

At first, the wound was watery and thick, and then it began to itch when the scab formed.

But I couldn't scratch it, so I had to pat it through the gauze, but it obviously didn't work.

The uncle who saved me came to see me in the hospital, and it wasn't that he didn't recognize him when he talked about what happened that night.

Uncle means that the police did not hold the police accountable, which is a blessing, and the uncle said at that time that he just wanted to shoot the big arm.

It's a pity that the shot was crooked, but I didn't expect the crooked hit to hit the head.

It can be regarded as saving me, my mother wrapped a red envelope but my uncle confiscated it.

Uncle just meant to come and see me, if only he knew I was fine.

Otherwise, if you kill someone and don't save someone, you are really wronged and died.

Later, listening to his father's meaning, Da Zhuang and his parents misled the police and said that the uncle was a murderer. The handcuffs were all on and with the car, but fortunately, the village chief and the villagers described it and sentenced the uncle not to be criminally responsible.

After my grandfather's first seven days, my father also came to the hospital to see me once.

After saying this, he said that Dad buried his grandfather and grandmother in one place, and said that we should not go to the village again in the future.

Dad brought the tablet and wanted to be at home.

My dad was going to go to the city first, and I went with my mom after I was discharged from the hospital.

My medical bills are a big problem, and the cost of treatment and daily hospitalization is not small.

The village pooled a sum of money, but most of it was given by the village chief.

It was September, and my injuries were completely healed.

But several wounds were still noticeable, and after the scab was scabbed, all that came off was new flesh.

It is pink and has a scabbed scar that does not match the color of the skin.

We went to the city, and my mom brought me to my new home.

The house is rented, but a little bigger than in the village.

It is a two-story brick house, and the first floor is a toilet and kitchen.

From the middle staircase, it is divided into two rooms, the left and right, and the rooms are about the same size.

The one facing the sun on the right is my parents' room, and the one facing away from the sun is my room.

My parents borrowed money to enroll me in the local junior high school.

By the time I arrived at school, I had already missed a lot of classes.

The teacher asked me to introduce myself, and I talked about being a teacher in the village at the time.

I said it with pride at the beginning, and there was applause after that, but obviously few of them were sincere.

It seems that my posture has been raised, and no one is looking for me to play at all during class.

Indirectly, I heard that there were a few students like me who came in later, and we were called transfer students.