In the rental house 502.
Zhang Yajuan was wearing a dark-colored dress that hadn't been washed for a few days. There were some stains on the dress, and her messy hair made her look particularly haggard.
Under normal circumstances, she, who suffers from a mild mysophobia, would definitely not accept herself being so sloppy. But now that she is having trouble even surviving, she can no longer care about her external image and the pursuit of comfort.
She sat on the sofa in the living room. Days of hunger made her soft face look a little yellow, and her dry lips were slightly cracked.
What was even more uncomfortable was that the stomach cramps caused by lack of food made her fall onto the sofa, curled up in pain, her head feeling dizzy.
Zhang Yajuan was holding tightly in her hand half a piece of bread, which was given to her by Fang Ming after the unbearable humiliation.
Now only this last bit remains.
After a while, she managed to get up, went to the last half bucket of water in the kitchen, carefully scooped up half a cup with a cup, put it into her mouth, and slowly moistened her dry lips...
Sudden! A curse was heard from the room.
"Bitch! Are you eating behind my back again? Do you want to starve me to death? Get in here!"
Zhang Yajuan's hands trembled and her face looked even more miserable.
She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, put down the cup of water and went into the room.
Inside the room, the old woman's face was extremely ugly. Her face was full of wrinkles like ravines, her organs were squeezed together, and her yellow complexion made her look like a ferocious old ghost.
The timid Zhang Yajuan looked like a helpless little lamb.
"Mom...there's not much food left at home."
The old woman immediately cursed loudly.
"Well you bitch, you just want to cheat me, an old woman! You want to starve me to death, you killed my son, and now you want to starve me to death!"
"My son, how could you be so blind! If you marry this woman, she will starve our whole family to death!"
After a few words, Zhang Yajuan immediately broke down and begged in a crying voice,
"Mom... please stop talking. I didn't kill Chong! I didn't kill him! I didn't want you to starve..."
She stretched out her hand tremblingly, and placed half a piece of bread wrinkled in her palm, "This... this is the last bit of food."
"Bring it here!"
The old woman's face changed, and she grabbed her viciously, snatched the bread from her hand, and stuffed it into her mouth hurriedly, fearing that it would be gone if she ate slowly.
I have to say that although the old lady is in her seventies or eighties and her legs are paralyzed, her teeth and stomach are still pretty good.
About 70% to 80% of the bag of bread and milk that Zhang Yajuan got in exchange went into her stomach, so she still had the energy to curse.
After eating the bread, the old woman frowned and looked at this disappointing woman with dissatisfaction.
"What's this little bread for? It's not even enough for me, an old woman, to fill my teeth. Why don't you go out and find something to eat!"
When she thought of the zombies everywhere outside, Zhang Yajuan lowered her head and stepped back, shaking her head repeatedly.
"No...I..."
"Why not! You spendthrift woman, it's a misfortune for our family to marry you! Where did you find the food last time? Why don't you go there again? I think you just want to kill me, an old woman!"
Last time…Last time was…
Zhang Yajuan recalled the man again.
Recalling how he stood under the moonlight, using firewood to split open the head of his husband who had turned into a monster...
Recalling the time when he stood in the corridor, telling her with a playful look not to make a sound...
Recalling the day I went downstairs to look for him, when I opened the door, there were three gorgeous women...
Yes, he already had three women who were younger and prettier than her at home, so how could he be interested in a weak and incompetent woman like me? That accident was just to humiliate me...
"Why are you stunned? Are you deaf?"
Her mother-in-law's scolding shattered her memories, like a basin of cold water poured over her head.
Zhang Yajuan asked herself in shock: What am I doing! He is the murderer of my husband, and yet I feel sorry for him for not looking down on me! ?
The sense of morality and conservative values she developed since childhood were like a rope around her neck, making her feel suffocated by endless guilt and self-blame.
She raised her head and refused with gritted teeth, "Mom, I can't go there anymore, I will look for somewhere else..."
Before Zhang Yajuan could finish her words, the old woman suddenly pulled her over and slapped her in the face!
Bang!
"You are such a rebel! If you really want to starve me to death, old woman, if I die of starvation, I will bring my son from the underworld to seek revenge on you!"
Zhang Yajuan was slapped in the face and was stunned for a moment. Feeling wronged and helpless surged into her heart, and she squatted on the ground and sobbed.
"What a useless woman! You're not out looking for food but crying. I'm going to beat you up!"
He raised his hand again and slapped it fiercely.
Zhang Yajuan clenched her teeth and trembled as she welcomed the hot slap.
But there was no crisp slapping sound. The old woman's hand froze in mid-air, held by a strong and powerful hand.
Then the old woman's angry and terrified roar was heard:
"Why are you here!!!"
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