Before Wu Jianguo could recover from the shock, Cheng Chunqiu rushed in front of him and grabbed his leg.
Immediately afterwards, the neighbors rushed over and started hitting Wu Jianguo with shovels and brooms.
With one arm hanging over the wall and Cheng Chunqiu holding his legs, it was impossible for him to climb over the wall. With the addition of countless shovels and brooms, he lost his balance and fell from the wall to the ground.
With lightning speed, Cheng Chunqiu grabbed Wu Jianguo by the neck and covered his mouth with her other hand.
Wu Jianguo tried to shout, but he couldn't make a sound. His angry neighbors hit him on the head with shovels.
At that moment, Cheng Chunqiu let go of his hand, stood up, and took several steps back.
Cheng Dongkui rushed out of the room, shouting, "My mom... he killed my mom! He's a murderer!"
As Cheng Dongkui shouted, Wu Jianguo got up and pointed at Cheng Chunkui, yelling, "Are you crazy!"
However, before he could finish speaking, the neighbors heard the news of Song Wenhui's murder and rushed towards Wu Jianguo.
All the fists landed on Wu Jianguo's head and body.
Song Wenhui is a woman that everyone hates, but she doesn't deserve to die. Besides, she only harmed her own daughter and didn't harm anyone else.
Upon hearing that Song Wenhui had been murdered, the neighbors' anger was ignited, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation.
Cheng Chun Kui had already retreated to the outermost part of the crowd. She turned back to look at the gate of the courtyard. In the shadows outside the gate, she saw several young people peeking around.
Although she wasn't familiar with her neighbors in this alley, these young men were about the same age, all had buzz cuts, and had square, upright faces that looked like they belonged in the military.
Cheng Chun Kui's gaze shifted, and she covered her face with her hands, sobbing as if she had been frightened.
As the fighting went on, some people realized something was wrong.
Someone at the back of the crowd shouted, "Stop fighting! I think he's stopped moving! Everyone, move aside and check!"
The crowd quickly dispersed, and everyone's eyes turned to the man lying on the ground.
Cheng Dongkui stumbled over. He could barely walk while holding onto the wall, but his legs couldn't support his body when he walked on his own.
When Cheng Chun Kui saw her younger brother fall, she quickly ran over and helped him up.
The siblings squeezed through the crowd and looked at the man on the ground.
The entire courtyard became exceptionally quiet, so quiet that it seemed as if time had stood still.
Cheng Qi, who was observing the situation from outside the courtyard, realized something was wrong and quickly led his men inside to check on the situation.
He reached out and touched Wu Jianguo's nose, only to find to his surprise that Wu Jianguo had stopped breathing.
He looked up at the crowd in astonishment and said, "This person...this person seems to be dead...how could you kill him?..."
The crowd seemed to be terrified and quickly retreated several steps.
The neighbors chimed in, "No, we didn't kill him!"
"Don't talk nonsense, we only hit each other a few times, just a few light hits!"
"No! Dongkui said he was the murderer, and we were helping Dongkui catch the murderer. Who knew he was so fragile, one scratch and he'd be dead!"
"To come out and kill someone like that, how shameful!"
Cheng Chun-kui said, "Dong-kui, you sit down, I'll go in and check on Mom! How could Mom die?"
As if she didn't believe in superstition, she helped her younger brother sit on the ground and quickly ran into the room.
Song Wenhui lay on the bed, her hand gripping a dagger, which was plunged straight into her heart.
Anyone who saw it would think that Song Wenhui had committed suicide because she couldn't think straight.
Cheng Chun-kui walked to the bedside and reached out to check Song Wen-hui's breath.
Perhaps Song Wenhui was unwilling to die, because she still had a faint breath left...
When Song Wenhui saw Cheng Chunqiu, she opened her mouth and said, "You...save me...take me to the hospital! I don't want to die!"
Cheng Chun Kui's eyes narrowed dangerously, and she sneered, "With this kind of competence, he considers me his superior?! Ha!"
Song Wenhui's eyes widened in astonishment. She shouted, "You're not Chun Kui! You're a bad person!"
However, she was so weak that even when she shouted, she couldn't make a loud sound, and it couldn't be heard from inside the room.
Cheng Chunqiu leaned down and whispered, "Take this secret with you in your ashes! I'll see you off one last time!"
She reached out and gripped Song Wenhui's hand tightly, pressing the knife down even further.
Then, he suddenly pulled the knife out of his chest.
Blood gushed from Song Wenhui's chest wound instantly. The knife she was holding fell onto the bed, and the gushing blood sprayed onto most of Song Wenhui's body and also onto Cheng Chunqiu's hands.
Song Wenhui stared at Cheng Chunqiu with her eyes wide open, her mouth agape as if she wanted to say something, but no words came out...
Only after confirming that Song Wenhui was completely dead did Cheng Chunqiu burst into loud sobs, "Waaah... Mom, Mom, you died so tragically! Someone, someone come quick!"
She knelt in front of Song Wenhui's bed, threw herself on top of Song Wenhui, and her hands were clutching the blanket covering Song Wenhui. The blanket was covered in blood, so it was reasonable that her hands were stained with blood!
The neighbors in the yard heard the crying and ran into their rooms.
This was a scene they had never seen before: a person lying on the bed with a large patch of blood on their chest, and their hands and the knife were also covered in blood.
Cheng Qi rushed in with his men, and what he saw was the same as what all the neighbors saw: Cheng Chun Kui threw herself on her mother and cried bitterly.
Cheng Dongkui was helped into the room by his neighbors. Although he hated his mother's actions, she was still his mother, and he couldn't stop his tears.
He stood by the bed and was surprised to find a dagger still in his mother's hand.
He asked in confusion, "What happened... just now..."
He shook his head vigorously; the scene he had just seen was completely different from the scene he was seeing now.
He clearly saw a knife stuck in his mother's chest just now...
But now, the knife is on the bed, next to my mother's hand...
When did the knife fall from my mother's chest onto the bed?
However, the astonished neighbors ignored what Cheng Dongkui was saying...
Cheng Qi examined Song Wenhui's body and found that she had no pulse. Based on his judgment, such a large amount of bleeding must have been caused by a dagger severing an artery.
In their time, if a dagger stabs a major artery, unless the person collapses in a hospital emergency room with a doctor nearby who can immediately perform surgery, it is virtually impossible to save them.
He sighed and said to Cheng Chunqiu, "Comrade, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences. I think we should call the police! There are already two lives lost in this yard!"
Cheng Chun Kui nodded and said to her neighbors, "Could any kind-hearted brother help me go to the police station to report this?"
My brother and I can't leave right now. Oh, and please tell my third sister too.
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