She hasn't finished dropping her vest yet, the whole world is a sensation

Lan Xi withdrew her hand and stared at the mentally disturbed man in front of her.

"His question..."

She paused, and the village head was a little anxious, half of what he said made him feel uncomfortable.

"Can my son be cured?"

Since his son had an accident, he took his son to see a doctor, and every hospital he went to said that he was mentally ill and needed to be transferred to a mental hospital for treatment.

He is such a son, how could he be sent to that kind of place, if he were sent to that kind of place, his old Liu family would be like no other!

"It's not impossible to cure, but it's a bit time-consuming, and you need to grab some medicine to recuperate your body."

Hearing that it could be cured, the village chief was overjoyed and at a loss. If it can be cured, it will be fine. God has eyes!
"Don't worry, girl, as long as I can cure my son, I am willing to spend any money."

Immediately, the person on the bed seemed to have been stimulated by something, and suddenly got up from the bed, grabbed Lan Xi's arm, and shouted loudly.

"Nian Nian! Nian Nian why didn't you wait for me, Nian Nian!"

The man's voice was full of sorrow, and the village head was so frightened that he hurriedly grabbed his son's hand and tried to separate the two, but the force in his son's hand was too strong, and he couldn't separate them with all his strength.

Lan Xi frowned slightly, and the next second, he felt his arms loosen, and the man's face changed, with a complicated expression.

"No! You are not Niannian! Go! You go!"

He curled up again at the foot of the bed, flailing his arms wildly.

The nervous words made the two photographers at the door a little frightened. They had no choice but to let the filming be made. The family ugliness should not be publicized. In this situation, no one would be willing.

"I'm sorry just now. If you have time, I will treat my son tomorrow. It's too late today. You should go to rest early."

The corner of Lan Xi's eyes turned to the village, and he couldn't hide the panic in his eyes.

The photographers at the door were also curious. They were in a hurry to treat their son just now, why are they not in a hurry now?

"My son is not emotionally stable, you go first."

Inside and outside the words, they all mean to drive people away.

Lan Xi didn't ask any further questions, and went out the door.

In the middle of the night, everything is silent.

Thinking of the voice she heard earlier, Lan Xi couldn't let go of it for a long time, there was something weird in this village!
I got up and put on my coat, and just about to open the door, I heard a "squeak" from the door below, as if someone came in from outside.

"Second uncle, you are here."

The old man came in from the outside with a cigarette stick behind his back, and when he saw the village chief, he glanced at him angrily, and went straight to the house where the village chief lived.

As soon as he entered the room, the old man sat by the bed with a sullen face.

"Where is Xiulan? Where is Xiulan?"

The village chief pulled a stool and sat aside, with his hands on his lap, his voice was a little muffled.

"I let Xiulan live there. There are people from outside, all from big cities. It's not like you don't know about Xiulan's situation. I'm afraid she will be ashamed if she comes out."

The old man glanced at him, then squeezed out a handful of shredded tobacco from the pouch, pressed it into the pipe, lit it with a match, and took a deep puff.

"Afraid? You know you are afraid? If you are afraid, you shouldn't let those city people come to the village!"

After taking a few puffs of cigarettes, the old man's expression became more solemn, and his brows were knotted into knots.

The village head felt guilty for a moment, and looked at the person beside the bed with his neck straightened.

"Second uncle, I also want to make some money. It's not like you don't know the situation of the fourth child. It's too much money to see a doctor outside. Where can I get so much money to treat the child?"

The money given by the program group was worth more than half a year's income.

"Our old Liu's family has only one seedling."

After the old man smoked the dry tobacco, he was anxious, angry and helpless, and finally he could only sigh aloud.

"This is retribution!"

There was also a hint of remorse and guilt in the eyes of the village head.

"The thing has already happened, and there is nothing I can do about it! Siwa's illness cannot be cured. He is the only college student in the village, and he is the only seedling of my old Liu family! After raising him for more than 20 years, I feel uncomfortable for him to become like this!"

If that incident hadn't happened to stimulate the fourth baby, the fourth baby would not have become like this. The second uncle was right, this is retribution!
"It's useless to say these things now. I came here just to remind you that you'd better let those people in the village keep their mouths in check, especially those who love to chew their tongues."

"There are so many people here to shoot TV. I heard that people all over the country can watch it. There are some things that I don't need to say. You should know how to do it!"

At this point, the old man's cloudy eyes stared straight at the person in front of him.

The village head met his eyes sideways and assured him, "Second Uncle, don't worry, I have warned them a long time ago, and every household has warned them when I distributed that sign. They also want to make money, and they know what to do and what not to do."

The old man stood up and coughed a few times with his shoulders on his back.

"By the way, isn't there someone among those people who knows how to see a doctor? Have you asked her to show Siwazi?"

Mentioning this, the village chief's expression turned slightly better.

"Look, she said Siwazi can be cured, but at that time Siwazi kept calling Nian Nian's name. I was afraid that Siwazi would talk nonsense, so I kicked him out."

Seeing that the second uncle was dissatisfied, the village chief added another sentence.

"After they left, I have told Siwa many times, telling him not to mention Niannian, and telling him not to talk nonsense."

The old man was in a hurry and pointed at the village chief, hating that iron could not be made into steel.

"You send someone to see a doctor. If you don't tell Siwazi first, he has a brain problem. If he says something that shouldn't be said, the whole village will suffer! I thought you had been out before. Unlike the people in the village, you have brains. Why are you so careless!"

As he spoke, the old man angrily knocked on the table a few times with his bong.

This time, the village head was so frightened that he quickly looked outside, and lowered his voice.

"Second Uncle, keep your voice down! He's still asleep upstairs!"

His second uncle stayed outside for several years when he was young, and then returned to the village after some accidents happened.

The only son also died of illness outside. At such an old age, he didn't want to go to school anymore, so he regarded the village chief as his own child.

The village chief's parents died young, which is considered filial piety, and he can be thought of for any good things.

Seeing the trembling appearance in front of him, he suppressed the anger in his heart. For the fourth baby, he felt pain from the bottom of his heart, what a pity!
"The dialect we speak, even if people can hear it, what can they understand!"

The old man gave him a sideways look, and was about to walk out, as if thinking of something, he stopped and turned to look at the village chief.

"The girl who lives in your family is not easy to fool. You'd better be careful. You must watch from the side when you treat the fourth baby. There is something wrong with the fourth baby's head. It's useless to tell her more."

"Hey, I see!"

Sensing that the people inside were about to leave, Lan Xi dodged to the stairs first, tapped her feet, and jumped directly to the second floor.

She knelt down and quietly watched the village chief send the old man out.

Seeing that the village chief had closed the door, Lan Xi immediately retracted her head.

Glancing in the direction of the second floor, the village chief returned to his own room seeing nothing unusual.

After hearing the sound of closing the door, Lan Xi slowly stood up.