Chapter 967: You Are Trying to Shield Qiu Dabao

For a moment, the Qiu family fell into chaos.

Even Qiu Tainai, who had been unwell for some time, endured her discomfort and left the hospital: "What is going on?"

Those left in the courtyard were mostly from the eldest branch, and naturally, they did not want to say that Qiu Dabao had pushed someone, causing An Xiaojing to lose her pregnancy stability; one by one, they stammered and hesitated.

Seeing them act this way, Qiu Tainai coughed in anger: "You, you....."

Seeing the old lady nearly unable to breathe, Qiu Laotou, terrified, flew into a rage: "A bunch of rascals, look what you've done to your great-grandmother."

After speaking, he glared at the eldest son and his wife in the courtyard.

At this moment, Qiu Shaocheng, having comforted An Xiaojing, spoke up: "Eldest Uncle, Eldest Aunt, you are trying to shield Qiu Dabao. He dared to harm someone at four years old; he really is something."

Hearing this, the neighbors who had gathered to watch the commotion exclaimed: "Oh my god, no way? Qiu Dabao, such a tiny tot, caused An Xiaojing's trouble?"

Zhang Shanmei, hearing everyone's murmurs, grew anxious: "How old is he? How could he have such strength? It must be that An Xiaojing simply didn't stand steady."

Qiu Shaocheng's eyes turned red with anger: "Second Sister-in-law, did everyone not hear clearly what Pan'er and the others just said? Do you intend to deny it?"

After speaking, he stared fixedly at Qiu Dabao: "You speak up. Did you push your little aunt?"

Qiu Dabao, terrified, burrowed straight into his mother's arms.

Zhang Shanmei quickly pressed her son's face into her chest: "Qiu Shaocheng, do not scare my son."

Qiu Shaocheng was truly angry: "Fine, since you are unkind, do not blame me for being unjust. I will report to the public security bureau at the commune in a moment; do not regret it then."

Upon hearing they would report to the public security bureau, Qiu Dabao burst into tears: "I don't want to go to jail, I don't want to."

Once these words were spoken, what else was there for the onlookers to understand? Qiu Dabao had confessed without being tortured; he indeed pushed An Xiaojing.

Zhang Shanmei grew even more anxious and slapped her own son: "You rascal, what nonsense are you spouting?"

After striking the child, she looked up at Qiu Shaocheng: "Even if Dabao pushed her, how old is he? An Xiaojing is such a grown person; who would believe that Dabao could push over someone that big?"

Qiu Shaocheng was about to retort, but then he heard Qiu Shaohu's voice from outside the main gate: "The car is here, come, come, everyone make way."

Hearing the car had arrived, Qiu Shaocheng picked up An Xiaojing and walked outside, adding a harsh warning: "This matter is not over."

Qiu Tainai hurriedly addressed her eldest granddaughter-in-law, Qiu Dabo's wife: "Go quickly and fetch a quilt to spread on the car for Xiaojing; given her current condition, she can least tolerate the bumps."

After speaking, she began to cough, terrifying her son Qiu Laotou greatly: "Mother, do not frighten your son. We will not get involved in this matter; let them stir up trouble on their own. I will take you back to your room to lie down."

As a grown man, he could not manage this matter; he simply thought that out of sight, out of mind, and let them stir up trouble however they wished.

His wife had passed away at a young age; it was his mother who helped raise the children. One could say he had never worried about much in his entire life, as his mother had shouldered all the burdens.

Now that his son and daughter-in-law had become grandparents themselves, someone else in the family would manage household affairs. He now only wished to care for his mother, who had labored for him all her life, and did not want to let her worry anymore.

Hearing the old lady's instruction, Qiu Dabo's wife originally intended to go into Qiu Shaocheng's room to fetch one, but thinking of the An family's temper, she ran back to her own room instead.

There was no choice; after all, it was her grandson who had pushed the person.

Carrying the quilt outside, she shouted loudly: "Shaocheng, wait. I will spread a quilt for your wife so the road will be less bumpy."

Since he could let his wife suffer less, Qiu Shaocheng naturally would not be foolish enough to refuse.