Chapter 9 Can't be forced
Wei Jing excitedly went to see Yang Jiabo, bringing his favorite candies and chocolates, but he didn't expect to leave without being able to meet him. He learned from his neighbors that Yang Jiabo was beaten by Li Guizhen and was hospitalized. He was shocked. He hurried to the hospital and saw the little guy lying on the bed with his cheeks swollen.
"Jiajia, look what I brought you?" Wei Jing shook the gift in his hand, hoping to make him happy.
"Ah, chocolate." Yang Jiabo cheered, then immediately reacted and smiled embarrassedly. "Brother, why are you back?"
"School is about to start, of course I came back." Wei Jing put down his things and looked around with a frown. There were four beds in the ward, the bathroom was shared, and the family members of other patients were also noisy. "No one is taking care of you?"
"Dad went to the toilet and will be back in a moment." Yang Jiabo said obediently, and then stared longingly at the bag of chocolates.
"Little glutton cat." Wei Jing already knew the habits of this little ant, so he peeled off a piece of chocolate and fed it to him.
The sweet taste spread in his mouth, and his mood couldn't help but feel much better. While enjoying it, Yang Jiabo said: "Eating sweets can improve my mood, which is exactly what I need at this time."
"Whatever you say, let me see where it's hurt."
"I only have 12 stitches on my arm, so there's no big problem." Yang Jiabo smiled and shook his arm, accidentally pulling on the wound, and his little face suddenly wrinkled.
"You're injured but you're still not well-behaved."
While the two were talking, Yang Jianjun walked in. "Wei Jing is here, why are you the only one?"
"Uncle, I came here on my own." Wei Jing smiled politely.
"Then you must pay attention to safety." Yang Jianjun warned.
Wei Jing nodded uncomfortably, knowing that he still remembered his abduction. "Uncle, there are many people in this ward. I'm afraid Jiajia won't be able to have a good rest. Why don't we transfer him to the military hospital." He had this idea after entering the ward.
Yang Jiabo said with a smile: "He will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."
Wei Jing: "..."
The next day, Yang Jiabo was taken home. He felt a little uneasy at the thought of facing Li Guizhen, so he stood motionlessly at the door. Yang Jianjun saw what he was thinking, so he knelt down and looked at him and said, "Your mother has gone to your aunt's house. She will stay there for a few days."
"Oh." Yang Jiabo nodded to show that he understood.
"Jiajia, do you hate your mother?"
"Don't hate."
"If mom and dad are no longer together..." Yang Jianjun was not very good at talking, and he didn't know how to continue halfway through.
"Do you want to get a divorce?" Yang Jiabo tilted his head and looked at him.
"Yes, will Jiajia blame dad?"
"How can I blame dad? Dad also wants to protect Jiajia, so I'm going to follow dad." Yang Jiabo felt sad in his heart. In his previous life, in order to let him have a complete family, his father never got a divorce, he was always patient and accommodating
"Okay, Jiajia has to follow dad." Yang Jianjun reached out and touched his son's little head.
When Grandma Yang heard the voices of the father and son, she came out and stopped them. "You are back, don't come in yet."
"Mom, what are you doing?"
"Wait a minute, let's get rid of bad luck first." Grandma Yang said and shouted at the door: "Old man, what are you dawdling about? Take out that thing quickly."
"Coming, coming."
Zhang Zhengrong walked out carrying a broken iron basin. Behind him was an old lady in her fifties who smelled of incense. When Grandma Yang saw her, her wrinkled face smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum. "Third madam, what do you think we should do?"
"Go get the incense and paper money." The third madam pointed to a location and asked Zhang Zhengrong to put the iron basin down. Then she lit the incense, bowed while muttering something, burned the paper money, and then fumigated Yang Jianjun and his son from head to toe with incense. After that, she threw the unburned incense into the basin, and let them step over it.
After a lot of trouble, Yang Jiabo and his father finally could enter the house. Yang Jiabo hadn't taken a bath in the hospital for the past few days, and he felt like he was very stinky, so he anxiously wanted his father to help him boil water for a bath. As a result, he was caught by Grandma Yang who asked the third madam to exorcise the evil spirit for him.
Yang Jiabo suddenly committed suicide. No one thought he was mentally ill. Instead, everyone thought he was possessed. Since he was possessed by an evil spirit, of course he had to get rid of the evil spirit, so the superstitious Grandma Yang invited the third madam.
Yang Jianjun didn't believe it. His son had just been discharged from the hospital and he didn't want him to go through so much trouble, but he couldn't persuade his mother.
The third madam looked at Yang Jiabo and said, "This child's soul is unstable. He was just startled and his body and soul separated, after that he was fascinated by unclean things."
[魂不附体hún bù fù tǐ: lit. body and soul separated; fig. scared out of one's wits]
Yang Jiabo didn't say anything, he just watched the third madam talking nonsense seriously, and his grandma who looked as if everything the third madam said was right.
"What should we do?" Grandma Yang was anxious.
"It's okay, just call his soul back first, and then recite some sutras and it will be fine." The third madam looked like an expert, and her words were very convincing. Grandma Yang was superstitious to begin with, and she would do whatever the third madam said. So they took Yang Jiabo to burn incense and kowtow for a whole day. After seeing off the third madam, Yang Jiabo leaned dejectedly on the sofa and fell asleep.
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