Su Wei returned home quickly.

Chen Yan had already put on his clothes and wrapped himself tightly in a blanket, revealing only his pretty face, like the faceless man in Hayao Miyazaki's cartoons...

Su Wei glanced at him and saw that he looked normal, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She took out the scissors and the cloth she bought yesterday to prepare to make clothes. Clothes for the ancients were not easy to make, but clothes for the poor in ancient times were very easy to make. Su Weiji cut out the shape with the scissors, and then started to sew according to the old clothes that Chen Yan had replaced.

Chen Yan looked at her intently with his big round eyes. It was unclear whether he had never seen anyone interested in making clothes before or if he was simply bored.

The two ignored each other until a scream was heard outside...

It was a man's voice.

Su Wei never knew that a man could scream like that.

She put down her needlework, pushed open the door and took a look. She found that the sound came from next door, and soon she heard more people talking.

"What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

"I don't know. I just heard someone calling, so I came over to check."

"It seems to be Wang Po's house. I haven't seen her for several days."

Everyone was talking.

In winter, everyone is bored and has nothing to do at home, so they come out to watch the fun.

"I'll go out and take a look too." Su Wei said.

Chen Yan raised his eyelids and looked at her.

For some reason, Su Wei felt that she understood Chen Yan's meaning.

Don’t show me your true colors!!!

"Don't worry about me, I'll do the job." She patted her chest to assure him. Because of the force, that part of her body was shaking, and Chen Yan couldn't help but roll his eyes.

What a shameless vixen.

When Su Wei went out, there were already many people gathered at the door of Wang Po's house, all sticking their heads out to squeeze in.

Su Wei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then curiously asked an old woman next to him, "Auntie, what happened?"

The old lady turned around and glared at her fiercely: "Vixen, you want to die, who is your old lady?"

Su Wei was stunned by the scolding. He stared at the old lady in front of him again and again, and then he realized that she was not an old lady at all, but a girl from the village, Zhang Erya.

Zhang Erya was a teenager. Her face was yellow and dark from years of exposure to the sun and wind, and she looked average. Furthermore, she was wearing her mother's cotton-padded jacket today, with a dark brown cloth covering her head and face to block the wind. From behind, she looked like an old lady...

Su Wei quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I misread it."

She admitted her mistake so quickly that Zhang Erya didn't know what to say. Su Wei asked her again, "What happened?"

Zhang Erya rolled her eyes. "If I had known, would I have squeezed in?"

Su Wei “…”

She knew what was going on, but she pretended not to know...

Soon she saw the village chief hurriedly coming, followed by a few people. They went into the house and came out soon after. They couldn't help but squat on the ground and vomited...

So disgusting…

Su Wei nudged Zhang Erya: "What do you think happened to them?"

Su Wei was a refugee from famine and looked like that, so the girls in the village all had a natural hostility towards her.

Zhang Erya said angrily: "If you ask me, who should I ask?"

Su Wei “…”

Her helpless look made Zhang Erya even angrier.

Su Wei was fair and beautiful, while she was dark and ugly. It was already annoying enough, but Su Wei still insisted on squeezing in next to her. The contrast between the two was simply tragic...

But Su Wei was still unaware of it and kept leaning towards her.

Su Wei had no idea what Zhang Erya was thinking. She was still a little nervous, staring at Wang Po's yard. After a while, she heard people in front of her talking.

“It’s so tragic…”

"So, what's wrong with Wang Po?"

"What happened? He's dead." Someone deliberately said it loudly, which really attracted everyone's attention. The man had just vomited and there was a noticeable sour and smelly smell in his mouth, but everyone still came over out of curiosity.

"Liu Laosi, please tell me quickly, what happened to Wang Po?"

Liu Laosi let out a breath, and everyone unconsciously took a step back. He smiled embarrassedly: "Oh, everyone, I'm sorry..."

"Fuck your mother, tell me now, or I'll beat you to death." Someone couldn't help but curse.

Then Liu Laosi said: "Wang Po is dead..."

Wang Po died, everyone actually guessed it, but how did Wang Po die?

Liu Laosi said, "He fell to his death."

"ah?"

Everyone looked at him.

Su Wei also stood behind the crowd and listened secretly.

At that time, she and Shen Yan entered the house. Shen Yan checked the "scene" she had set up, and then he didn't know what he was doing. Su Wei took a look. It was bloody and she felt like vomiting, so she didn't dare to look any further...

She also wanted to know what happened to Wang Po?

"She fell to her death. Wang Po was old, and she hit her head on the corner of the table, bleeding, and..."

When Liu Laosi said this, he didn't know what he thought of. He covered his mouth. Some people didn't react and thought he was going to say something, but the next second, Liu Laosi vomited again...

Everyone: “…”

"You're going to die..."

"That's right, don't you look at people?" Everyone was cursing. Some people who were splashed with water were so angry that they wanted to beat and scold them on the spot.

Liu Laosi moved away embarrassedly, fearing that everyone would scold him. He didn't dare to keep it a secret any longer and quickly told everyone what he had seen.

Wang Po was eaten by a mouse.

Liu Laosi's account was that Wang Po fell, her head bruised and bleeding, which attracted mice. Winter mice, each as long as a palm, their eyes green with hunger, came running in one after another. Wang Po was dead for so many days before being discovered, her body gnawed beyond recognition...

Everyone sighed, and when they thought of that scene, goosebumps appeared on their backs unconsciously...

"Poor Wang is also pitiful. Her son is in jail and there is no one around him..."

Someone sighed.

The other person snorted coldly: "She's the only one who's pitiful? I'd rather die than watch her."

As soon as this person said this, several people around him echoed him.

"That's right, if you do too much evil, even God won't tolerate it."

Wang Po has a bad reputation.

She lost her husband at an early age and was a very strange and mean person. Her son was spoiled and became lawless. He often stole things in the village and peeped at the girls and young wives in the village going to the toilet.

Whenever this son made a mistake and someone came to him for help, Wang Po not only ignored it, but also cursed the other person's ancestors for eighteen generations. No matter what people said to her, she would cry at the top of her lungs and say that others were bullying her and her widowed mother.

Over time, Wang Po's son became more and more lawless. Later, he followed some ruffians in the county and acted arrogantly for several years.

During those years, Wang Po was also very powerful in the village. She pulled up vegetables from other people's gardens, cursed at people, and said that other people's wives were not decent, etc. If anyone dared to resist, she would ask her son to come back and beat them up.

Everyone in the village complained about them and hated and feared them. It was not until Wang Po's son was arrested that Wang Po lost her arrogance and people no longer spoiled her when she went out that she finally settled down.

I didn't expect that such a wicked person would die, and die so miserably...

Everyone pretended to be sympathetic but they were cheering in their hearts.

See, this is retribution.