Chapter 90 I Can't Swallow This Injustice

Li Fangfang sat at the table, her fingers gripping the corner tightly.

She didn't want to die, and she didn't dare to admit the most terrifying truth.

But she knew she had to finish the meal.

Back then, I thought Shen Cuifen was honest and simple, and she didn't have any family support.

He would beat and scold her at the slightest provocation.

But she never expected that Lu Jianguo would end up like this.

Even more unexpectedly, Shen Cuifen would seek revenge in this way.

"If I had known it would turn out like this..."

Li Fangfang felt deep resentment.

"I'd rather die than lay a finger on Chen Cuifen! I must have been blind!"

Hearing the commotion, Lu Qiming also came in from outside.

He was also quite frightened by the scene, but he didn't hold back his words at all.

"Serves you right!"

Looking at Li Fangfang curled up on the ground, he felt no pity whatsoever.

Lu Qiming wished that Li Fangfang would also perish along with Lu Jianguo.

He said, "You secretly taught your son to do those despicable things, you deserve to be punished! You should have gone to hell long ago!"

Li Fangfang was thoroughly enraged by Lu Qiming's hurtful words.

She suddenly stood up from the ground and rushed over to slap Lu Qiming hard across the face.

A crisp "snap!" echoed through the room.

Her voice trembled yet was sharp.

"It's all your fault! If you were capable of earning some money and supporting this family, would I have gone down that path? Would you have let my son do such shameful things?"

Li Fangfang pointed at Lu Qiming, her whole body trembling.

"It's all your fault! You ruined this family!"

Lu Qiming forcefully pushed her hand away while speaking with a cold laugh.

"Fine, I work myself to the bone in the fields all day long, earning work points and saving grain coupons, braving wind and rain, working day and night. What am I doing this for? But where's the money? Where did you hide it? How come you can't even produce a single copper coin when you need it?"

Before the accident, all he cared about was working in the fields.

He worked from dawn till dusk, just to harvest more grain and earn more work points so that his family could have a better life.

All household expenses were managed by Li Fangfang alone.

But when she really needed money urgently, she just shrugged.

They couldn't come up with a single penny, and they didn't even offer an explanation.

That was the reason he fell heavily from the tree that time.

In order to earn some money for his family in an emergency, he risked climbing the old locust tree to steal bird nests.

As a result, he slipped and fell from a height, breaking his leg.

But it was too shameful, so he never mentioned it to anyone, not even his own son.

Looking at Lu Qiming at this moment, Li Fangfang felt a little uneasy.

But she still forced herself to speak.

"How would I know where the money went! It's your own money, I didn't steal it! And you're blaming me? You're so heartless, Lu Qiming! I don't care anymore, I'm going to the police station to report this! I'm going to reason with the officials!"

Li Fangfang knew perfectly well that now was not the time to cry, make a scene, or argue!

She was almost certain that Lu Jianguo—her son—was no longer alive.

However, she did not know in which dark corner Shen Cuifen had hidden his body.

Li Fangfang was too lazy to argue with Lu Qiming about those old, trivial matters.

She cautiously approached the narrow crack in the window and squinted out with one eye.

Just then, she saw Shen Cuifen sneaking out of the side door of the main room.

Then he hurriedly walked towards the back of the house.

Li Fangfang's pupils contracted, and her heart suddenly raced.

Without hesitation, she ran wildly towards the room where Lu Guilin lived.

Lu Guilin was in a daze in the room at the moment.

Without a sound from the door, Li Fangfang suddenly burst in with a loud bang.

The door slammed against the wall with a loud bang.

The sudden commotion startled Lu Guilin so much that he almost fell to the ground.

"Grandma! What are you doing!"

Lu Guilin was still in shock.

"But your dad hasn't made a sound these past few days! He went to Zhou Wenjuan's place and your mom found out, and then your mom really did take action!"

Li Fangfang's eyes were filled with panic, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes tightly.

"Grandma, how did you know my dad went to Zhou Wenjuan's house?"

Lu Guilin narrowed his eyes, his voice turning cold.

Who is Zhou Wenjuan? She's the widow in town, and Lu Jianguo often goes to her house to "drink away his sorrows."

Many people in the town knew about this, but how could Grandma be so sure that Father had gone there?

Li Fangfang's face stiffened.

Of course she knew—because she was the one who encouraged him to go!

The night before last, she secretly slipped a note to Lu Jianguo.

The note read: "Your wife is hurling nasty insults at you. You might as well go to Wenjuan's place for a couple of days to have some peace and quiet."

But she never imagined it would lead to someone's death.

"Hey, never mind how I know! The most important thing now is to go to the police station and report it!"

Li Fangfang was so anxious that she kept stamping her feet.

"You ran so fast, didn't you see she forced me to eat your dad's flesh? Isn't that terrifying!"

Just thinking about that scene made Li Fangfang feel scared, angry, and nauseous.

Li Fangfang looked down at her bound feet and felt a pang of bitterness in her heart.

The outdated custom of foot binding in the old society ruined her life.

I can't even run fast enough to save my life now.

"What did you say? Call the police? You think I'd send my own mother to jail?"

Lu Guilin's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

Call the police?

That would mean taking the mother to court, putting her in jail, or even...

Execute him!

No matter how annoyed or how much he hated Shen Cuifen, he couldn't bring himself to send her to jail!

Moreover, if others found out, how could Lu Guilin ever hold his head up in public again?

He's bound to be the subject of gossip and criticism.

"Keep your voice down! If your mom hears us and calls the police, she might beat us up first!"

Li Fangfang quickly reached out and covered his mouth, her fingertips trembling.

"I'm not going!"

Lu Guilin looked utterly resistant.

Upon hearing this, Li Fangfang flew into a rage.

She raised her hand and slapped him hard on the back.

"Then hurry up and call your aunt and uncle over! That should be alright!"

She roared in a low voice, her eyes filled with anxiety.

I don't know where that brat Lu Shuixian has gone.

Having a daughter is such a waste of time!

Even when they grow up, there's nothing we can rely on.

Lu Guilin reluctantly nodded.

He had only taken a few steps when Li Fangfang grabbed his waistband.

You better watch out!

She whispered a warning in his ear.

"Don't let your mom see you go out, or neither of us will be leaving this yard tonight!"

Lu Guilin felt uneasy because of Li Fangfang's nervous appearance.

He quickly glanced outside.

Fortunately, I didn't see Shen Cuifen or hear her voice.

Lu Guilin breathed a sigh of relief and ran towards the gate of the courtyard.

Li Fangfang, like a frightened mouse, quickly scurried into Lu Fuquan's house.

The room was dark, and she rummaged through drawers and cabinets in the dim light.

Then he pulled out a pair of old cloth shoes and a coat from under the bed and stuffed them into Lu Fuquan's arms.

"Quick, change into these! We need to get to town right away!"

"Just say your mother has had a relapse and insists on seeing her aunt, otherwise she won't be able to swallow this!"

As Li Fangfang spoke, she kept glancing towards the door.