Chapter 435: You are dying, prepare for your funeral
Da Ya stepped on the useless brother's face with her foot and crushed it hard several times, causing his face to become deformed and look extremely humiliated. Father Pang was so frightened that he cursed the rebellious girl as worse than a beast.
"If you behave yourself, you can still live a good life. Otherwise, I will make you extinct!"
Daya stepped hard on his face, causing his facial bones to crack. Her useless brother fainted from the pain, but was woken up by her kick.
A sound of "dedede" came over. It was Xiaohong, who was still strong and healthy, running over happily. Sitting in the car were Luo Xinxin and Erya.
"It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. Just in time!"
Luo Xinxin joked, tied Xiaohong to a tree by the roadside, and walked over with Erya.
"I knew you wouldn't behave, I've been waiting for you!"
Erya walked up to Pang's father and looked at him coldly.
The man who had frightened her and Daya so much back then was now so humble and pitiful. She only needed to use a little trick to make sure that man died without a burial place.
But she didn't want to be implicated in the crime of patricide because of her scumbag father. What if there really was retribution?
"What do you want to do?"
Father Pang was very panicked because he finally realized that the place they were in was very desolate and there was not a single ghost. The rebellious girl and Luo Xinxin were both cruel and ruthless. They would not kill him and his son and throw them into the wilderness to feed the wolves, right?
"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you!"
Arya smiled sarcastically, took out a pill from her pocket, and stuffed it into her baby son's mouth. The pill melted in his mouth and flowed down his throat into his stomach.
Before Father Pang could speak, Erya took the initiative to explain, "It's a chronic poison. The hospital can't diagnose it. You need to take the antidote every six months. Otherwise, your intestines will rot. When you die, feces will flow out of all your orifices. No one will even want to collect your body!"
"Dad, save me, I don't want to die!"
The baby son was terrified and started howling like a ghost.
Father Pang had no doubts about it. The Luo family was a medical family, so it would be very easy for them to prepare some poison.
"You...you will be punished!" Father Pang looked sad and angry.
"It's okay. You won't be able to see the retribution even if it happens. You would have died long ago!" Erya sneered.
Luo Xinxin took out a silver needle and gave her baby son a few injections in the abdomen. She had learned the acupuncture points from Luo Weian. After the injection, intestinal obstruction would occur, but it could only last for three minutes. If it lasted for a long time, it would be fatal.
"Ah...it hurts so much, Dad, please stop making trouble, I can't live anymore..."
Seeing his precious son rolling on the ground in pain, Father Pang wished he was the one who took the poison. He lay on the ground with tears in his eyes and begged for mercy: "Let him go. I won't go into the city. I don't want any money!"
"It's okay for you to make a fuss. I just lost a university place, but your son lost his life!"
Erya knows her scumbag father's weakness and deliberately hits him where it hurts.
Father Pang closed his eyes in pain, tears streaming down his face.
Erya gave him six antidotes, which was exactly enough for three years, and told him to take his son back to the farm. The remaining antidotes would depend on the performance of the Pang family.
After the Pang father and son left, Erya took out an antidote from her pocket, put it in her mouth, and began to chew it with relish. Daya was greedy and took a few pills from her pocket to eat. They were sour and sweet and tasted quite good.
Luo Weian specially made Wumei Pills for his precious grandson. They can strengthen the spleen and appetite, moisten the lungs and relieve coughs, and can also kill parasites. As for the poison, it was made by Erya at random. It is slightly toxic and will only cause diarrhea for a few days, but it will definitely not kill him.
Her useless brother is most afraid of death. With this poison hanging around, he will definitely supervise his scumbag father and stepmother. Even if they really make trouble, she is not afraid because the document of severing the marriage is still there.
I am doing this today just to vent my anger for them back then!
From then on, they and this family went their separate ways and would never see each other again!
At the end of August, Erya went to Shanghai to report in advance. Luo Xinxin picked out the good furniture and kitchen utensils that she could not take away and gave them to Li Guimei, and distributed the rest to the people in the family building.
As for Xiaohong, she was left to Li Guimei's care.
The ones who were most reluctant to leave them were Li Guimei and her three children.
Zhi Honglan followed them back to Shanghai. She was reluctant to leave Li Guimei and her three daughters, so she started crying before she left.
"I don't know if we can meet again in the future. I'll ask Peng Shuangcheng, that useless guy, to be transferred to Shanghai, so that we can be together again." Li Guimei wiped her tears while thinking of a solution.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come over!"
Luo Xinxin smiled and didn't say that the winery was going to set up an office in Shanghai. As the backbone of the factory, Xiang Ermei and Li Guimei would definitely have to travel back and forth frequently. Xiang Ermei knew this, so she didn't feel too bad.
Peng Yuanyuan hugged Damao and Ermao and cried bitterly.
"Brother Da Mao, Brother Er Mao, if you're gone, my dad will die and there'll be no one to take care of him. Wuuuuuuuu..."
Hearing Peng Shuangcheng talk about pot-smashing has become Peng Yuanyuan's obsession, so she works very hard to learn it. Damao and Ermao are also very good and practice with her. Now she can do it quite well.
"Your father won't die for the time being!" Damao comforted her.
After being beaten that time, he studied physiognomy books intensively and often practiced with Peng Shuangcheng. He didn't look like someone with a short lifespan, and he thought Sister Yuanyuan's pot-smashing technique could be practiced for a few more years.
"Sister Yuanyuan, I'll teach you how to drive corpses. If you drive your father to Shanghai, we can work together!"
Ermao thought of a good idea in a flash. He was so smart.
"good!"
Peng Yuanyuan nodded vigorously, and the three friends made a promise to communicate more often, learn the secret art of corpse-driving, and try to hold a proper funeral for Peng Shuangcheng.
It was because Peng Shuangcheng didn't hear it, otherwise he would have fainted from anger again.
In October, Luo Xinxin and her family returned to Shanghai and still lived in the Luo family's house. The street office had vacated the space long ago, the broken doors and windows were repaired, and the flowers and plants that had been pulled out of the garden were replanted, and the place was very clean.
Looking at the familiar yard and furniture, Luo Weian's eyes became moist.
"After seven years, I'm finally back!" Luo Weian said with emotion.
Old Mrs. Luo ran upstairs and took a look around. She felt very disappointed. Several of the high-end furniture she liked were gone, and the remaining ones were scratched. Moreover, she felt very uncomfortable when she thought that strangers were living in this house.
But she didn't dare to complain and swallowed her grievances.
Da Mao and Er Mao were playing at the door. A few neighbors were peeking in, but they didn't dare to come over to visit. They didn't understand the current situation of the Luo family. What if they still hadn't taken off their hats? They didn't dare to get involved.
"The hat has definitely not been taken off. It might be even more serious. We need to bring it back and punish it severely!"
"Be quiet, don't let the Luo family hear you."
"I'm not afraid even if I hear it. I'm not a walker!"
The aunt who was speaking was the gossipy woman who had been taught a lesson by Luo Xinxin six years ago, and she hated Luo Xinxin to the core.
Damao stared at her for a long time, then walked over with steady steps, raised his little head, and said seriously, "You will not live long, prepare for your funeral!"
Ermao's eyes lit up and he quickly asked, "Brother, when will you die?"
He just wanted to get a corpse to practice corpse-driving!
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