The 1970s: Military Family Beauty

After his sister left, Jiang Chaohui just stood in the kitchen, so nervous that he didn't even know what to do with his hands and feet.

She was so panicked that she wanted to run away and hide far away, even if it meant not eating dumplings.

Her sister asked her to stay and accompany her grandmother, but her grandmother kept her head down and didn't say anything. What should she do?

The feeling of not being able to walk and not being able to do anything is like waiting to die. It’s so painful.

"Bang, bang, bang." Someone knocked on the door and shouted, "Deputy Section Chief Jiang!"

Jiang Zhaohui shuddered, and subconsciously squatted beside Grandma Jiang, hugged her arms tightly, and cried out in a sobbing voice: "Grandma..."

Grandma Jiang wanted to stand up, but when she tried hard, she not only failed to stand up, but instead sat down on the ground.

"Grandma," Jiang Zhaohui was really scared at this moment: "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

"Go open the door." Grandma Jiang waved her hand and pushed her granddaughter to open the door. "Your sister said that if someone knocks on the door, you should go open it. Go quickly. If I can't stand up, they can come and help me."

Jiang Chaohui let go of his hand and went out to open the door.

As she walked through the living room, she heard her mother's hysterical screams and her brother's loud crying. She felt terrified and ashamed.

When she opened the door, it was someone she knew. Jiang Zhaohui wiped her tears and called out timidly, "Uncle Zheng, Uncle Yang."

These two people are Jiang Dapeng's colleagues and neighbors. They were talking together when they heard the noise here and came over together.

"Is your father at home?" Section Chief Zheng asked rationally for fear of scaring the child.

Jiang Zhaohui nodded: "My dad is at home. Uncle Zheng, my grandma fell down."

Oh, something seems amiss! Section Chief Zheng and Section Chief Yang looked at each other and asked in unison, "Where is it? Show me."

Jiang Zhaohui didn't care about being scared and stepped aside: "In the kitchen."

Section Chief Yang was nearly two meters tall, and he reached the kitchen in just a few steps. "Hey, is this Aunt Jiang? Where are you hurt? Can you move? Do you want me to get you a stretcher?"

Grandma Jiang waved her hands. She was so weak, her chest was stuffy, she felt nauseous and short of breath. "I just feel dizzy, my heart aches, and I don't have any strength in my body."

"Isn't it gas poisoning?" Section Chief Zheng came in and heard this. He hurried to check the gas stove and said loudly, "Maybe the firewood is not ventilated enough. I'll open the door to let some air in."

As long as the old lady can still speak and has not fallen to the ground after fighting with family members, they can help.

Section Chief Zheng opened the back door of the kitchen a crack and asked Grandma Jiang again if she could stand up.

He had worked with Jiang Dapeng for many years and didn't want to make things too awkward in this situation, so he asked Jiang Zhaohui to call someone: "Go tell your dad that grandma fell and needs to go to the hospital for a checkup. If your dad is busy, we can take your grandma there."

Jiang Zhaohui obediently ran to knock on the door: "Dad, Dad, grandma fell down and needs to go to the hospital."

Hu Xiuqing yelled at the top of her lungs in the room, "Get out! Throw her to death!"

Jiang Chaohui was frightened and started crying again, stepping back involuntarily.

Section Chief Zheng heard something was wrong and walked to the middle of the living room and asked, "Xiao Hu, isn't Deputy Section Chief Jiang home? Aunt Jiang has heart pain and is about to faint. Do you want to see her?"

Section Chief Zheng's voice was like a spell, freezing Hu Xiuqing through the door, and Jiang Guoqing's crying also stopped abruptly.

In the bedroom, Jiang Dapeng, whose face was covered with nail marks, looked at Hu Xiuqing, who was petrified in an instant, and felt extremely hateful.

When I first arrived, I was so angry that I wanted to send her to the hospital, and all the neighbors knew about it!

His good popularity in the workplace and his reputation for hard work and dedication were all ruined by this crazy woman.

Section Chief Zheng asked again from outside: "Aunt Jiang looks very uncomfortable. Lao Yang is here too. I'll make a phone call and ask the doctor to come to the house to take a look."

Jiang Dapeng knew that he couldn't pretend to be dead anymore. He had already lost face anyway, so he had to take care of his mother first. He glared at Hu Xiuqing with a murderous look, and while tidying up his clothes, he opened the door a crack, squeezed out from the crack, and closed the door.

Behind him, Hu Xiuqing let out a scream, threw herself on the bed, and burst into tears.

Jiang Dapeng pretended not to hear and awkwardly thanked Section Chief Zheng for his help: "Thank you so much! You see, it's not convenient for me to go out like this."

Section Chief Zheng walked out as if nothing had happened: "Go see your mother quickly. I'm going to hang up now."

Jiang Dapeng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and strode to the kitchen. He nodded to Section Chief Yang as a greeting, then squatted down beside his mother. Looking at her gray and blue face, he was extremely worried. "Mom, what's wrong with you? The ground is cold. Can you stand up?"

If anything happens to me, he will hate himself to death.

Section Chief Yang explained, "The old lady said she had chest pains, and I was afraid it might be a heart attack, so I didn't dare to help her up easily."

Grandma Jiang looked at the dozens of cuts on Jiang Dapeng's face, neck, and ears, all large and small, long and short, with blood still oozing out. She had been holding back her tears for a long time, but finally couldn't hold them back any longer: "Son, what kind of life have you been living?"

Jiang Dapeng's eyes also turned red. He sniffed and held back his tears: "Mom, I'm fine."

"You..., my son..." Grandma Jiang burst into tears. She wanted to say something but couldn't. She just held Jiang Dapeng's hand, her clothes wet with tears.

Jiang Chaohui quietly walked to the kitchen door, covered his mouth and cried softly, trying his best not to make any sound.

Section Chief Yang shook his head and asked Jiang Zhaohui to get some medicine: "Girl, go to the infirmary and ask the medical staff for some cotton swabs and anti-inflammatory powder. Just say you broke your skin."

"Yeah." Jiang Chaohui was eager to have something to do, and ran out the door like a fly.

Section Chief Yang pulled a chair over from the living room and said, "Deputy Section Chief Jiang, can you please ask if Aunt Jiang is feeling better? Can she get up?"

Grandma Jiang cried for a while, and her heart was relieved, but she had no strength left: "It's not so painful anymore, help me up."

Just as he sat down in his chair, Section Chief Zheng came over: "The call is almost through. The doctor said that if he can go to the hospital, he should be sent there as much as possible, and he should also draw blood for tests."

Grandma Jiang quickly refused: "No need to go to the hospital, I'm fine now. I was just anxious and confused."

Section Chief Zheng could only persuade Jiang Dapeng: "Deputy Section Chief Jiang, you should take Aunt Jiang to the hospital for a checkup. Our field hospital has good medical technology. If there's nothing wrong, just treat it as a physical examination for Aunt Jiang."

The unit will have heavy tasks in the next few days, and everyone will have to be on duty all day and ready to follow orders at any time.

If Jiang Dapeng is busy with work and not at home, what will happen if something like this happens again? Who will be held responsible?