Chapter 305 Su Meimei commits suicide
My aunt was dumbfounded. "There's not enough food for people now. How long do we have to wait? Who's willing to buy your feed for the poultry?"
The most difficult days of the apocalypse have just begun. It's almost like boiling a frog in warm water. There has to be some excitement. Jing Shu shook her head and said, "Wait for my notification."
The uncle on the side grabbed the phone and said, "Jingshu, we'll sell it whenever you say so. Don't worry about your aunt, she won't understand. Goodbye."
After saying that, he hung up the phone in a hurry. Jingshu shrugged. She had changed a lot in this life. In her previous life, how could her uncle dare to make such a decision? Now that he had the confidence, it was different.
Unexpectedly, within a few days, her aunt couldn't help but call again. Jingshu thought she was going to talk about the red nematode feed again, but who would have thought it was her uncle's voice on the other end: "Jingshu, quickly find your mother, Su Meimei committed suicide."
"Hmm?" Jingshu and Zijin on the other end of the phone were making silk cotton bags in the warm studio. They were making the cotton bags into different shapes and sizes in the final process to facilitate the production of silk quilts and silk clothes.
To be honest, Jingshu was surprised that they had raised so many silkworms in just half a year and stockpiled so much silk for making clothes and quilts. However, after she and Zijin sorted it out for half a month, these were only enough to make ten quilts and a set of cotton clothes for each person. Jingshu wanted to raise more and stockpile more, as these were all consumables, and in the end times, it was never too late to have more clothes.
I heard that my aunt's daughter-in-law is about to give birth, so Grandma Jing has been sewing diapers and small clothes for the baby with the cotton grown at home. However, the weather is getting colder and the conditions in the countryside are not good. Grandma Jing wants to make some cotton-padded quilts with silk fillings, which can be used as both quilts and clothes.
So Jingshu and Zijin picked out all the leftovers and stuffed them into small clothes to make a perfect quilt core.
At this moment, the uncle actually called to say that Su Meimei had committed suicide? This Su Meimei was a worrying thing. Ever since she sent Su Meimei's father back to his hometown last year, Jingshu had never paid any attention to Su Meimei. After all, a blind woman with thick fluid all over her body could not make much waves.
"Is he dead?" Jingshu asked calmly. After all, he was the one who killed her in her previous life. How could she let go of hatred so easily? It was a shadow that would haunt her for the rest of her life.
At this moment, I heard my aunt complaining:
"She didn't die, but Su Meimei's husband Zhang Zhongyong called and told us to take her back. He said if she had to die, she shouldn't die in his place, as it would be unlucky. Isn't that infuriating? Su Meimei isn't a blood brother or sister, so why should we take her back? Since we've severed ties, we shouldn't have any contact with each other. Let her die. After all, she's his wife, he can't just ignore her."
The uncle grabbed the phone again: "You can't say that. If she is really dying, we should at least take one last look at her and collect her body. Jingshu, you should ask your mother to take a look."
Jingshu tapped her knuckles lightly. She had almost forgotten who these accomplices were in her previous life. Su Meimei brought her husband Zhang Zhongyong, as well as Zhang Zhongyong's mistress and her family. These people couldn't be let go either!
As for the culprit, Su Meimei, she couldn't stand it after only two years of the apocalypse? At least she should enjoy the days ahead, Jingshu smiled like a devil.
"Okay, uncle, I understand. You wait for a while in Xishan, and we'll go take a look together."
After hanging up the phone, Jingshu told Zijin to handle it alone. She called Jingma and explained the situation. Jingma was silent for a long time before she said, "Well, if he's really dead, let's go and see him off."
It is said that the dead are always more important than the living. No matter how great the sins committed before death, they will be slowly forgotten after death, and people will feel regretful instead. Therefore, it is good for everyone if Su Meimei continues to live. The most important thing is that she can continue to disgust Zhang Zhongyong.
Jing's father and mother both got off work early, and Jingshu drove the Shark Submarine to meet them. They turned to Xishan and picked up their uncle's family. With the guidance of their uncle, they drove towards Zhang Zhongyong's new house. Of course, Jingshu knew the way in the Shark Submarine.
After Su Meimei's family was flooded, they moved to a place where the conditions were better than Xishan, but much worse than Banana Community.
There is a characteristic here called Venice Water City. Half of the houses were flooded.
People are still living in the upper floors below. At the beginning, this place was not flooded, but it rained heavily every day for ten months. Unlike the Banana Community, which is located on a high ground and can drain water, only one floor was flooded at first, and now it has spread to the whole place.
Not only has the water in the city center not receded, but the highest buildings are still invisible. It is said that the water level has even risen.
The car couldn't get close to the place. The surrounding transportation was all on wooden planks in the water. After parking the car, Jingshu had to pull the people to the right place twice, and then climb in through the window...
Zhang Zhongyong's own conditions were pretty good, so he had a house to himself. The door was wide open, and there was a deafening cry from inside. Jingshu knew it was Zhang Hanhan's as soon as she heard it.
The family rushed over.
The house has two bedrooms and a living room, but there are quite a few people living in it. It is even more crowded when Jingshu's two families squeeze in, and the house is filled with a disgusting stench.
"Oh, someone is finally here. Please take the person back quickly. I can't stand it anymore if you don't." The woman said impatiently with her hands on her hips and raised her index finger.
My aunt was unhappy when she heard this. "Who are you? Where is Zhang Zhongyong? Call him out. He's her wife. Why should we take him back?"
"Who am I? I'm Zhang Zhongyong's current wife. Who do you think I am?" The woman said arrogantly, pulling Zhang Hanhan, who was crying on the ground, and said, "Take this money-losing thing back with you. She can't work all day and eats too much."
Zhang Hanhan cried even louder and didn't react at all when she saw Jingshu's family coming. Compared to last year when she was full of energy and a little chubby, she became emaciated in just one year.
"Tsk, a mistress dares to speak out? Didn't Zhang Zhongyong say he'd send you out? How dare you stay here?"
"you!"
The uncle stood up and said, "Stop arguing and let us take a look at Su Meimei first."
The woman kicked Zhang Hanhan and said, "Why don't you take her there quickly? Do you have to wait until your mother dies before you're happy?"
"Wuwuwu..." Zhang Hanhan cried as she led everyone to the toilet. The stench came from there.
Jingshu followed, frowning as she saw Su Meimei lying huddled in the bathroom. She couldn't believe how quickly she'd changed. How could she be completely unrecognizable in just a year? Suddenly, Jingshu felt like she wasn't hating her so much anymore.
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