After Zhang Zhenlian returned home, the family finally sat down to eat. Old Man Zhang had only scooped half a bowl of rice when someone came looking for them. Zhang Deli, drenched in sweat, hurried in.
"Zhang Zhong, stop eating, my Juanzi is sick, we can't delay any longer. She needs to be sent to the hospital in town." Zhang Deli was indeed Zhang Juanzi's father.
Zhang Zhong put down his chopsticks, "What's going on? How did she get sick all of a sudden?"
Saying this, he picked up the clothes from the kang and started putting them on. Xu Lanxiang, who was beside him, grew anxious too. The carriage belonged to the team, and whenever something happened in the village, people would just come over without informing the village chief. In the end, wasn't it still their family's fault? Now, in front of everyone, Xu Lanxiang felt embarrassed to speak up.
