Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 132: It’s Beyond Our Comprehension as Mere Mortals_1

Chapter 132: Chapter 132: It’s Beyond Our Comprehension as Mere Mortals_1

Song Mingsheng nodded without hesitation.

Then he reported his home address in full.

He also mentioned the telephone number of the big team headquarters.

Where his younger uncle and aunt worked, the guardroom phone number at his aunt’s workplace, and the phone number of Grandpa Ji’s residence.

He was about to give the office number of Director Whang from the provincial city’s bookstore.

But Song Yunuan covered his little mouth.

A network of relationships unfolded in an instant!

The mind of a genius, us mere mortals simply cannot comprehend.

Her little uncle was also taken away when he was exactly five years old.

Just like Little Asheng, he should remember everything.

But until now, he has never found his way home.

If something had happened to him early on, why hadn’t any related events been triggered?

Song Yunuan was puzzled deep inside.

The carriage raced swiftly, and at the crossroads, Old Mrs. Song got off with Xique and Asheng.

Song He, who was anxiously waiting not far away with a flashlight, saw his brother coming to pick them up and felt relieved.

Old Mrs. Song repeatedly gave instructions and handed Xia Guilan 300 yuan before Old Man Song urged the horse-drawn carriage to continue towards the county town.

In the carriage, Grandma Xia was lying there, unconscious.

Song Liang, Xia Guilan, and Xia Xinshan sat beside her.

There was also Song Nian, who, of course, couldn’t avoid such situations, hence he came along.

When they arrived at the hospital, it was already after hours, and Song Yunuan went through the usual admission procedures.

The doctors hurriedly took her into the emergency room.

A female doctor in her thirties rushed over; she was the same one Song Yunuan had met on her first day here.

Even though they weren’t familiar, they were no strangers.

At the very least, Dr. Wen knew the relationships between everyone involved.

The master of Hospital Director Zhuang, Old Mr. Ji, was as fond of this young lady as he would be of his own granddaughter.

After Dr. Wen learned of the situation, she immediately went to find the hospital director, and Hospital Director Zhuang came with two department heads. Thus, after leaving the emergency room, they went straight to the upstairs ward.

Xia Xinshan, who had barely spoken throughout the ordeal, was utterly astonished: Is my great-niece really so capable?

By the time everything was settled, it was already past dinner time.

Song Nian was even preparing to go home and cook dinner to bring back.

Because the state-owned restaurant nearby had already closed for the day.

Unexpectedly, everything had been neatly arranged by Hospital Director Zhuang, who invited them to dine in the staff canteen, so they wouldn’t feel uncomfortable. After making these arrangements, Hospital Director Zhuang left.

He planned to visit his master’s home if there was nothing more to handle here.

When he visited his master yesterday, his master had told him not to come over all the time if there wasn’t anything important, saying that he got annoyed just seeing him.

So going to his master’s house today, he probably wouldn’t be annoyed with him.

After dinner was done, the examination results also came out.

Everything was expedited from start to finish, and the special treatment they received went without saying.

Hospital Director Zhuang spoke to Xia Guilan and the others about the situation.

The body was undoubtedly in poor condition, with various issues stemming from poor family circumstances, malnutrition, and problems with the heart, blood pressure, and joints.

They advised staying in the hospital for a few days, then going home to rest and recuperate, with an increased focus on nutrition and avoiding overexertion.

Hospital Director Zhuang also whispered to Song Yunuan, "I’ll visit my master later, is there any message you’d like me to convey to him for you?"

Song Yunuan glanced at him, thought for a moment, and said, "Tell Grandpa Ji that I’m very grateful to Hospital Director Zhuang, really, I owe him one!"

Hospital Director Zhuang: ...

Smart girl, you’ve got some nerve.

Song Yunuan and Hospital Director Zhuang were talking over here.

Today, this floor did not have many patients.

Grandma Xia had received a nutrient injection and was now resting in the ward.

The others just sat on chairs in the hallway.

You look at me, and I look at you.

So now everyone has heard Little Nuan’s prophecy.

Next, they would need to find a way to deal with it.

Xia Xinshan said with a pained expression, "We... we’re just country bumpkins, what can we even handle?"

Xia Guilan gritted her teeth and tried hard to recall things from before she was ten, but sadly, she really couldn’t remember.

She pounded her head, annoyed, "My damned memory, why can’t I remember anything?"

Then she asked Xia Xinshan, "Do you remember Mom talking about Third Child Xia?"

Xia Xinshan also scratched his head, then shook it afterward.

Suddenly, Xia Guilan furrowed her brows and said, "I do have some impression that, as a child, I was hungry and frightened, and it seemed like I was always being beaten. It was during that time, that bastard Third Child Xia, wait till he shows up and see how I deal with him!"

So, it was certain that Third Child Xia was going to come.

Song Liang lowered his voice, "What should we do about that letter?"

Old Man Song said, "There’s not a single word inside, just an address and the recipient. I didn’t even see a stamp, so you tell me, even if we confront Xia Bowen about it, would he admit to anything?"

Song Liang thought for a moment, "Don’t rush, let’s take it one step at a time."

After a pause, he said, "Xinshan, you should move to our village. We’ll be able to take care of you if anything happens."

Though he was no longer the brigade leader, mentioning it to Chu Zizhou wouldn’t be a big problem.

Otherwise, we would be too far to help effectively.

It’s impossible to just look after oneself alone.

United, we can stand against outside forces.

Xia Xinshan immediately nodded, "I’ll follow my brother-in-law’s arrangement."

Song Liang continued, "Dad, stop sending shepherd’s purse to Director Niu for now."

What if they create trouble from that angle?

Shangguan Yunqi first sent threatening razor blades, and then she’s looking to create trouble with Du Zhenhai; let’s not let her tamper with the shepherd’s purse.

But whatever the case, it’s not as difficult today.

We live in a society governed by law.

He didn’t believe Shangguan Yunqi could control everything.

Pssh, she isn’t capable of that!

At that moment, Song Yunuan walked over and said to Old Man Song, "Grandpa, let’s go to Director Niu’s home. I have something to discuss with him."

Song Liang was stunned for a moment, unsure of what his daughter intended to do.

He said, "We’re not selling shepherd’s purse lately, so why go looking for him out of the blue?"

Song Liang didn’t want his daughter to go; this was no small matter.

For a young girl with some sort of precognitive ability but defenseless, what could she do in a struggle against that family in Beidu?

Shangguan Yunqi was ruthless and merciless.

If she was so cold-hearted, could Xia Bowen be unaware of it?

After all the evil deeds that left no impact, clearly, he was backing Shangguan Yunqi.

That man was heartless enough.

Truly devoid of any familial affection.

So how could they possibly take a granddaughter seriously?

Now, with nothing in their hands, it would be difficult if they directly provoked the other party.

However, Song Yunuan glanced towards the sickroom.

Grandma Xia was resting.

Simply, Song Yunuan told them, "Let’s keep this letter with me for now. Right, uncle, we should go file a police report first."

Xia Xinshan was taken aback, "File a report, for what?"

"Your house was ransacked; aren’t you going to report it?"

"But... it was Whang Xiaoman and her people who did it."

"So what about Whang Xiaoman? Is she special, above the law?" Song Yunuan retorted.

Song Nian said, "I’ll go with you too."

Hospital Director Zhuang approached Song Yunuan and said, "We don’t need too many people staying here. There’s a guesthouse near the hospital—see how you can arrange things. I’ve already given instructions."

Song Yunuan sincerely thanked Hospital Director Zhuang.

Then Hospital Director Zhuang asked Song Yunuan, "Little Nuan, between me and your Uncle Xiao Dizi, who do you think is better?"

Without hesitation, Song Yunuan answered, "Of course, Uncle Zhuang, you are better!"

Hospital Director Zhuang was very satisfied.

You little girl, you’ve got good taste.

Song Yunuan took her eldest uncle and her younger uncle to the Public Security Bureau.

The officer on duty, after understanding the situation, said, "You can go to the commune to report the case, there’s no need to come to the county."