Chapter 212 Are you trying to kill someone?

These past few days, she's often seen Lu Zhonghe loitering around the gate of the courtyard, acting suspiciously with shifty eyes.

Just by looking at him, you can tell he's up to no good and is probably plotting something bad.

She was afraid he would cause trouble, afraid he would take advantage of Shen Xiuwei when no one was looking.

After all, that child is simple and honest, and doesn't know how to be wary of others.

He talked himself hoarse, repeatedly giving Shen Xiuwei instructions.

"Never go out alone, especially around dark, and don't open the door if you hear footsteps."

But the more she was told these things, the more uneasy she felt.

Thinking of this, Shen Xiuye's heart clenched suddenly.

"Cuifen, what's going on? Where's Xiuwei? Didn't she say she was going to fetch water from the river this morning? It's been all morning, why isn't she back yet?"

Zheng Mingyue put down the bundle, stamping her feet in frustration, her voice trembling.

Song Xiaomei, Song Lei, and Song Wenhua also gathered around, all looking nervous.

"Yes! Let's search together! Don't delay! If something happens, it will be too late!"

Song Wenhua clenched his fists, his face filled with anxiety.

Song Lei nodded as well.

"Xiuwei is always punctual, her unusual behavior today is definitely suspicious!"

Shen Cuifen didn't care about anything else. She nodded and turned to rush out.

As soon as she stepped out the door, the wind lifted the stray hairs on her forehead.

Shen Xiuye ​​grabbed her sleeve, her voice trembling.

"Mom! Wait!"

She took a deep breath, suppressing a sob in her throat, and said, "These past few days, Lu Zhonghe has been loitering around our neighborhood for ages, acting all sneaky... Do you think... Xiuwei might be the one he's behind?"

Shen Cuifen suddenly stopped in her tracks, her body stiffened, and she turned around to stare intently at her daughter.

If that's really the case.

If Shen Xiuwei's disappearance is truly related to Lu Zhonghe... then this is definitely not a coincidence!

In her past life, Shen Xiuwei was the same; she disappeared without a trace and never came back.

And behind all that, it was clearly Lu Zhonghe who was causing trouble!

A chill ran through Shen Cuifen's heart and spread down her spine throughout her body.

If it really was this beast who did it.

If I run into him today, I'll chop him up!

She turned and rushed into the kitchen with lightning speed.

The kitchen knife next to the stove was hanging on the wall.

She ripped it off and held it in her hand.

When she came out again, she was clutching a gleaming kitchen knife in her hand, the blade reflecting her ashen face.

"Xiuye, does he live at Erlaizi's house? That dilapidated mud house, the one near the village entrance?"

Shen Cuifen's voice was low.

Shen Xiuye ​​nodded vigorously, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Yes! That's it! He moved in three days ago, saying he wanted to 'behave himself,' but who believes that!"

Shen Cuifen said no more, grabbed her knife, and rushed towards the village entrance like a madwoman.

The wind whistled past her ears, and her footsteps pounded heavily on the muddy ground.

Shen Xiuye ​​glanced at the pile of firewood in the corner, gritted her teeth, grabbed an axe, and chased after them.

She doesn't know how to use a knife.

But this axe is heavy and sharp enough.

If it really comes down to a fight, I can protect my mother.

Zheng Mingyue and her family stood there stunned, their faces turning pale.

"This could kill someone!"

Zheng Mingyue covered her mouth, her voice trembling.

Song Lei realized what was happening and shouted urgently.

"Oh my god! Xiaomei, Wenhua, hurry and chase them! If they really fight, they'll be finished once they're in jail!"

He was so anxious he was jumping up and down, sweating profusely.

"If Shen Cuifen really kills someone, how will we handle the aftermath?"

Shen Cuifen's youngest daughter was most likely tricked or even forcibly kidnapped by that scoundrel Lu Zhonghe!

That guy is ruthless; what wouldn't he do?

Song Xiaomei and Song Wenhua took off after him, shouting back as they ran, "Slow down! We're coming!"

"Old Song, you stay here and guard Zhongshun, I'm going to check on things!"

After shouting, Zheng Mingyue also took off running, her hair disheveled on one side.

She ran for her life, her feet aching from the friction, but she dared not stop.

Song Lei knew his legs couldn't keep up, so he could only nod.

"Okay! You guys stop Cuifen right away, don't let her do anything foolish! Zhongshun and I will be there soon!"

He was panting heavily when he turned around and saw Shen Zhongshun squatting in the yard, wiping away tears, his shoulders shaking.

"Uncle Song, my fourth sister... is she missing?"

Upon hearing this, Song Lei's heart skipped a beat, and his expression instantly changed.

He quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and gently rubbed the child's hair with his palm.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Your fourth sister is perfectly fine, where could she have gone? Don't overthink things, you're just a kid, don't scare yourself."

Although he said that, his eyes flickered slightly.

"Zhongshun, do you know where your mom and the others went? Let's go check on them."

Song Lei turned to look at Shen Zhongshun, his tone becoming more subdued.

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhongshun nodded repeatedly, his eyes wide open.

"I know! I know! I saw my mom and some neighbors heading towards Erlaizi's house, and they seemed to be in a hurry! Let's go! Right now!"

The two quickly locked the courtyard gate and hurried off.

Shen Zhongshun was short and ran so fast that he almost tripped over the threshold.

But he didn't care about any of that and led Song Lei straight towards Er Laizi's house.

Meanwhile, Shen Cuifen was already standing angrily at the door of Er Laizi's house, holding a kitchen knife.

She kicked the courtyard gate hard.

This is an old-fashioned wooden door, long neglected, with the door frame rotten and the nails loose.

She kicked with all her might, without hesitation.

With a loud crash, the door panel shook violently.

He then fell to the ground, tilting to one side.

A cloud of dust and withered leaves was stirred up, and sandstorms swept over her.

Under the eaves, Yang Juanhua was bending down to sew a straw mat, her needle and thread never stopping.

The sudden loud bang startled her.

My hand trembled, and the needle almost pierced my fingertip.

She hurriedly shook her hand and looked up, still shaken.

Before he could turn his head, he caught a glimpse of a cold glint in the corner of his eye.

A gleaming kitchen knife had silently pressed against her neck!

Yang Juanhua froze instantly, her breath catching in her throat.

Where is Xiuwei?

Shen Cuifen spoke, her voice low and hoarse.

Yang Juanhua felt a chill on her neck. Looking down, she saw the blade gleaming with a sinister white light.

Her legs trembled so badly she could barely stand, but she gritted her teeth and refused to kneel down.

She struggled to raise her head and met Shen Cuifen's bloodshot eyes.

"Chen...Chen Cuifen...Are you...Are you crazy? Are you trying to kill someone?"

Shen Cuifen remained motionless, standing steadily.

He pressed the cleaver forward a little more, the blade embedding itself deeper into the flesh.

"I'm asking you, where is Xiuwei?"

Yang Juanhua swallowed, her throat dry.

"I really don't know! I really haven't seen her! I've been sewing mats here since you left, and I haven't moved an inch!"

At this critical moment, Lu Guirun suddenly rushed out of the house.

"Shen Cuifen! Are you crazy? Are you trying to kill someone? Put the knife down right now!"

He roared, wanting to rush forward and seize the knife, but dared not get too close.

Shen Cuifen didn't even lift her eyelids.

She simply stared coldly at Yang Juanhua before speaking again.

"Where is Lu Zhonghe? Where is he?"

As soon as she said those words, Yang Juanhua's pupils suddenly contracted, and her eyes blinked sharply.

“Zhonghe? How would I know where he is! He's not a child, he can't walk or jump, do you expect me to watch him every day?”