After a while, Wang Huilian found the materials she needed.
He sat down on a wooden stake and began to wrap hay around two wooden sticks in the shape of a cross.
Soon, a little man similar to a scarecrow was made.
Wang Huilian took it in her hand and looked at it for a while, feeling quite satisfied.
Then he took it and went into the house excitedly.
She patted Shen Limin: "Is there any pencil stub at home that can be used?"
Shen Limin is the youngest in the family and only attended primary school for two years.
Shen Limin replied: "That happened many years ago, it's long gone, what do you want it for?"
"You don't even keep your writing tools properly, so you can't find them when you need them." Wang Huilian rolled her eyes at her younger son in annoyance.
If you don’t have a pen, you can only look for unburned charcoal in the stove pit.
After a while, Wang Huilian wrote Shen Siyue's birth date in charcoal on a piece of yellow paper.
Then use a thin hemp rope to carefully tie the paper to the scarecrow's forehead.
Yellow paper is easy to tear and words written with toner are also easy to fall off. Wang Huilian carefully brought the little scarecrow into the house to show Shen Chunshu.
"Boss, take a look at what I made."
Shen Chunshu looked at the thing in her hand and immediately understood that this was a little man pierced into Shen Siyue's body.
However, he was very skeptical about the effect of this thing: "Will it work?"
Wang Huilian tilted her head and immediately retorted, "How can it be useless? The things passed down by our ancestors must be good things."
Shen Limin looked at the scarecrow in her hand, which looked like a human figure, and couldn't help but be very curious: "If it is useful, then should I stab anyone I don't like?"
Oh, if it really works, he would stab the stone immediately to avenge himself for the last time he was kidnapped home.
Wang Huilian rolled her eyes and said, "What do you know, little brat? How can it be that easy? If that were the case, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"
"The most important thing about this thing is this piece of paper, you know? The birth date and time must be detailed to be useful."
"When a person is born, their birth date and time are kept secret. At most, you only know the approximate time."
When Li Xiang gave birth to Shen Siyue in the town clinic, Wang Huilian also went there.
Therefore, Wang Huilian knew Shen Siyue’s birth date and time very clearly.
"Oh, I forgot one thing. I still need to comb her hair. Oh, what should I do with this?"
Shen Siyue has moved out for such a long time, there must be no hair of hers at home.
Wang Huilian thought about it, and could only pull a strand off when they met next time while Shen Siyue was not paying attention.
But there is no need to rush. They live in the same village. Unless Shen Siyue stays at home every day, as long as she comes out, there will always be a chance.
Even though she had no hair, Wang Huilian was eager to stab Shen Siyue's heart: "Starting from today, morning, noon and night, I will stab her three times a day. I don't believe that she won't be unlucky."
Whether it was for revenge for the Shen family or for her own daughter, Shen Siyue had always been a thorn in Wang Huilian's side.
She did it right away and turned to get the sewing basket.
He held a needle in his hand and stabbed it viciously into the scarecrow's head.
While stabbing him, he kept saying: "You are a jerk, a short-lived ghost, you are beaten every day, you go hungry every meal, you will not die a good death, you are a jerk, a short-lived ghost..."
The vicious language, coupled with Wang Huilian's sinister expression, really makes people shudder.
Shen Limin felt a chill on his back, and couldn't help rubbing his arms, muttering softly: "Mom, please keep your voice down, it sounds creepy."
"Don't disturb me while I'm casting spells." Shen Weimin nudged him from the side.
It can make Shen Siyue feel bad, whether it is useful or not, it is worth a try.
After making the dolls at noon, when Wang Huilian passed by Shitou's house on her way to work in the afternoon, she spat fiercely at their door.
Some people couldn't help but advise her: "Why are you doing this? If the relationship is not good, why not just stay away from her?"
Wang Huilian walked towards the field while complaining: "Our family is living like this now, all because of that damn girl."
"If she hadn't refused to marry, would my Hongmei have married that old man Zhao Changgui?"
"She was the one who reported my mother-in-law. How cruel is she? He's her own father!!!"
Speaking of Shen Lao Er, the person next to him asked curiously, "Has your son been sentenced? Where is the old lady's body? Is it still in the Public Security Bureau?"
Wang Huilian: "It's not judged yet, who knows what the result will be? But no matter what, it's his own fault."
"Just like that damned girl of his, he is so cruel. The old lady loves him the most, but he has the heart to do that to her?"
"You usually think he is so honest, as if he is the one who suffers the most in our family. But now you don't expect it, right? This is what they say: the real person does not show his true face, and the one who shows his true face is not the real person."
Wang Huilian gossiped with others as she walked.
As for whether what she said was true or not, no one else cared.
Anyway, it sounds quite strange, so more and more people are asking about it.
Finally, it was Shen Chunshu who called her with a stern face from a distance, which woke Wang Huilian up from the euphoria of being the center of attention.
Chen Chunshu angrily scolded her: "Why are you so careless? You tell everything out loud? Do you think that if you slander Lao Er, we will be proud?"
Wang Huilian retorted in a low voice: "Do you think I am willing? I am just trying to restore our family's reputation."
"It's better to put all these things on the second brother's head than to let everyone bear the responsibility, right?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com