Chapter 155 Uncle Zhang is Dead
Old Zhang is now full of regret. In the past, he was afraid of wronging his son, so he did not dare to find a stepmother for him.
The man who took care of Zhang Qiang was afraid that he would be looked down upon, so he always tried his best to meet his material needs.
As a result, Zhang Qiang became more and more disobedient as he grew older. He was like a possessed man, dreaming about pie falling from the sky all day long.
Lao Zhang tried to get up. He remembered that the fire in the kitchen had not been turned off, but his waist hurt so much.
I just fell off the stool again, and it felt like I was cut in half.
After Zhang Qiang came back, he never had a good rest. He still had to cook and wash clothes for his son who was over 30 years old every day.
Not only did the back pain not improve, it became even more serious than before the operation.
The cell phone was on the table. Lao Zhang could smell gas and he tried desperately to reach for the phone.
Grabbing the edge of the table, Lao Zhang tried to reach his cell phone to call his son, but the round table could not support his weight.
The whole table fell sideways, and Lao Zhang fell heavily to the ground again.
The phone he wanted to pick up fell not far from him, and even the battery on the back cover fell out.
Lao Zhang felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and his hands and feet becoming less and less under his control, but he didn't want to die yet, so he stretched out his arms to reach for his cell phone.
After finally grabbing half of the phone in his hand, Lao Zhang was already dizzy and could no longer hold on...
Zhang Qiang left home and had nowhere to go.
It was terribly cold outside, so he simply found a cheap hotel nearby, checked into a room and fell asleep.
Before going to bed, I was still thinking about how to get 50,000 yuan .
In Zhang Qiang's opinion, as long as he had 50,000 yuan, he would be rich within a year.
I don't know how long I slept, but my cell phone kept ringing. Zhang Qiang picked it up in a daze. It was Zhao Qishui calling.
"Zhang Qiang, where are you? It's already so late and you haven't come to work yet?"
"Why go to work? I quit." Zhang Qiang is still dreaming of getting rich. He had a quarrel with his father yesterday, so why should he go to work today?
It would be impossible to get 50,000 yuan from Zhao Qishui before the New Year.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Qiang threw the phone away and went back to sleep.
Car wash...
Zhao Qishui was so angry that he started cursing after Zhang Qiang hung up the phone on him.
"This bastard is not even a human being!"
Aunt Liu said, "I knew he wouldn't last long. He was fine in the first few days, but later on he started to slack off."
"I have to call Lao Zhang. I can't control his son anymore."
Zhao Qishui called Lao Zhang again, but the call could not be connected?
"This is not a shutdown, this is not a service outage, what does it mean that it cannot be connected?"
Zhao Qishui murmured strangely, and Aunt Liu said, "Zhang Qiang is not coming to work, and Old Zhang must be very angry."
He Shu took off his gloves and said, "Godfather, how about we go see Uncle Zhang?"
Zhao Qishui thought for a moment and said, "It's okay to go and take a look. It's just right for me to deliver Zhang Qiang's salary for the past few days to Lao Zhang."
The father and son bought some things and carried them with them. Last time, He Shu said that he would go see Uncle Zhang after he came back, and today was a good opportunity.
Zhao Qishui knew the Zhang family's house, so he drove upstairs with He Shu.
Old Zhang's house is also an old building that is quite old. The area of his house is quite decent, but because of its age and location, it is not worth much.
After knocking on the door for a while, there was no sound in the room.
He Shu frowned slightly, always feeling that there was a stinky smell at the door.
He sniffed around the corridor and finally confirmed that the smell was strongest near Uncle Zhang's house.
He Shu got close to the crack of the door and sniffed hard a few times: "Father, why do I smell a smell of gas?"
"Ah? Really?"
Zhao Qishui didn't pay attention at first, but he also put his head close to the crack of the door to smell it, and sure enough, he also smelled gas.
"Oh, please don't get into trouble. Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, are you home?"
Zhao Qishui banged on the door hard, but Uncle Zhang didn't open it. Instead, he knocked the person next door out.
When the neighbor came out, he also smelled gas.
Was He Shu overthinking this? He immediately asked his godfather to call the police and then call Zhang Qiang to see where he was.
Seeing that his godfather took out his cell phone and was about to call, He Shu hurriedly stopped him: "Godfather, if you make a phone call when there is a gas leak, it may explode."
Although the smell in the corridor was not that strong, it was still better to take precautions against such things.
Zhao Qishui already had a bad premonition and was at a loss as to what to do but follow He Shu's instructions. He rushed downstairs and went outside to make a phone call.
He Shu explained the situation to the neighbor aunt opposite, saying that there might be a gas leak in Uncle Zhang's house, and asked her to notify other households to hide outside first, and then break open the door to check the situation.
It was all for their own safety, and no one thought that He Shu was looking for trouble.
Seeing that the neighbor was willing to inform others, He Shu began to think of ways to break down the door.
But there were no tools at hand, so He Shu kicked the broken door hard a few times. The broken iron door looked very old, but it was surprisingly strong.
At this time, godfather also came up and told He Shu that he had called the police, who came soon and also called the fire department.
As for Zhang Qiang, no one answered his phone.
I couldn't open the door and could only wait, not knowing whether Lao Zhang was in the room.
The neighbors around him didn’t know whether there was anyone at home, which was really worrying.
Fortunately, they knew it was a gas leak, and the fire department arrived quickly. After they opened the door, the strong smell of gas completely leaked out.
Zhao Qishui wanted to rush in directly, but was stopped.
The firefighters first went in wearing gas masks, opened the windows for ventilation, checked the kitchen, and turned off the gas stove.
Then inside the house, I found Lao Zhang lying on the ground...
When the 120 emergency rescue team arrived, Zhao Qishui and He Shu followed in and saw Lao Zhang lying on the ground with a cell phone in his hand.
The surroundings were in a mess, with tables and chairs all fallen to the ground, and some broken gift boxes on the floor.
The emergency doctor confirmed again and again that Lao Zhang had been dead for a long time. Upon hearing this, Zhao Qishui immediately collapsed to the ground...
Someone died in the building, and the neighbors above and below had to flee their homes because of the safety hazard of gas leakage.
The news spread quickly, and many people gathered downstairs to talk about it.
Zhang Qiang, who knew nothing about it, had just woken up and came out of the small hotel, preparing to go home to change clothes and find a way to get money.
When he entered the community, the funeral home car arrived and parked downstairs of his house.
A neighbor saw Zhang Qiang and hurriedly shouted to him : "Zhang Qiang, where have you been? Your father has been poisoned by gas."
When Zhang Qiang heard this, he felt a loud bang in his head and he stood there in a daze. His feet seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pieces of gold and he couldn't move at all.
Someone familiar came up and pulled him, then pushed him into the stairwell.
"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and go up and take a look."
Zhang Qiang walked upstairs with a blank mind. When he reached the door, he saw policemen, firefighters, and people in white coats in the house, making a lot of noise.
The police asked him who he was, but he just stood at the door and looked inside but didn't dare to go in.
Zhao Qishui's eyes were red from crying. He Shu pulled her out from the inner room and she just saw Zhang Qiang standing at the door.
Suddenly, I felt that there was nothing more disgusting in the world than this face, and I rushed over.
He kicked Zhang Qiang to the door of the house opposite him, and then slapped him twice...
