Before Xia Daohua could finish her words, Zhou angrily said, "That beast isn't dead yet?"
Xia Daohua sighed and nodded:
"So I say, why don't we just let my aunt take revenge herself? Maybe then she'll be able to get over this."
Zhou asked, "Where is that beast?"
Xia Daohua was sweating. "I hid it. If Auntie wants to do it herself... our house isn't suitable. Let's go to the South Lake!"
Zhou's eyes turned around. After all, this place was the newly built house of her fourth son. It was contaminated with evil spirits because of murder. It might be unlucky in terms of feng shui. So she said:
"The South Lake isn't a good place. Let's go to the cemetery."
"Grave Circle" is a mass grave near Beiguan Village, mainly used to bury those who died unexpectedly and could not be buried in the ancestral tomb, or infants who died young, or outsiders who fled here during the famine but did not survive.
Killing someone like Jin Yong by the South Lake is indeed a disgrace to the place.
The graveyard area is really suitable for him.
Xia Daohua and Zhou both looked at Xia Yujiao.
Xia Yujiao's expression was very complicated.
But she quickly adjusted herself, the hesitation and pain on her face vanished, leaving only a firm determination: "Okay, I'll do it myself!"
Xia Daohua went to the outer room and cooked a bowl of fermented rice wine and eggs, and handed it to Xia Yujiao:
"Aunt, eat this first to replenish your strength."
Zhou drank her bowl in just a few gulps. Xia Yujiao cried as she drank, but she drank quickly.
Xia Daohua dragged a sack out, followed by Zhou and Xia Yujiao. The three of them walked for nearly half an hour and arrived at the mass grave.
There are some miscellaneous trees growing near this place, forming uneven shade.
It's not a big deal when the weather is good, but when it's cloudy and rainy or dark in the middle of the night, it always gives people a feeling of gusts of cold wind.
Xia Daohua threw the sack on the ground, untied the rope at the mouth of the sack, and quietly replaced the contents of the sack with Jin Yong. When she turned around and called Zhou and Xia Yujiao over, what they saw was Jin Yong, who was tied up and unconscious.
Xia Daohua quietly took away his handcuffs, blindfold, and hood. At this time, Jin Yong was only tied with ropes, but they were tied very tightly. After all, it was Xia Daohua, a person who cherished her life, who did it herself.
When Xia Yujiao saw Jin Yong, her eyes were complicated.
When Jin Yong saw Xia Yujiao, he looked a little surprised and confused. Then he found the big kitchen knife in Xia Yujiao's hand and was very surprised again: "Yujiao, you..."
Xia Yujiao picked up the kitchen knife and pointed it at Jin Yong: "Don't call my name!"
Jin Yong paused. He could see that Xia Yujiao seemed to want to kill him, but he believed that Xia Yujiao could not kill him at all.
Although he had not spent much time with Xia Yujiao, he actually knew her very well and knew that she was a woman so soft-hearted that she would not even step on an ant to death.
How could such a woman kill someone?
Xia Yujiao held the kitchen knife, her hands trembling. She really couldn't bring herself to do it.
Although marrying Jin Yong was a huge blow to her, it was still very difficult for her to kill someone herself.
Xia Daohua felt a little reluctant when she saw it.
She turned to look at Zhou, only to see her face filled with dismay. She was about to rush forward, grab the knife, and chop Jin Yong into pieces!
Xia Daohua grabbed Zhou and shook her head at her.
She felt that she should wait for Xia Yujiao to make a decision.
If Xia Yujiao said it herself, or threw down the knife and ran away, then I would have to do the rest for her.
Alternatively, let Zhou take revenge personally.
In short, even if Xia Yujiao needs a lot of time to make this decision, he is not in a hurry.
On the other hand, Zhou was so angry that she was gasping for breath and gnashing her teeth, wishing she could take her own life.
Xia Daohua patted Zhou's hand soothingly and said softly, "It's okay. Let my aunt figure it out herself. If she doesn't want to do it herself, that's fine. Just don't let us release that beast."
Zhou gritted her teeth and waited. Xia Yujiao took two or three steps forward, tears streaming down her face as she shouted at Jin Yong, "Why won't you let me go? Why?"
Jin Yong was very disapproving: "I like you, why are you so pretentious? If you follow me, you can eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks every day, how great is that? Why can't you let it go?"
Xia Yujiao said angrily: "I don't want to!"
She was a little frustrated. She had clearly said "I don't want to", so why couldn't Jin Yong understand?
If Xia Daohua knew the doubts in Xia Yujiao's mind, she would probably be able to answer them for her.
Some people in this world just talk to themselves.
I don't care about other people's thoughts or moods at all. As long as I feel comfortable, I don't care about anything else.
No matter how much pain they cause to others, they don't mind.
They only use their own thoughts to fit other people's thoughts, but will not accept any results that are inconsistent with their own thoughts.
Xia Yujiao's expression was filled with pain, but was eventually replaced by calmness and determination:
"Since you still don't understand, then there's no need to listen anymore. Today, I will avenge myself!"
As Xia Yujiao spoke, she took the kitchen knife and chopped at Jin Yong's head.
Xia Daohua turned her head away reluctantly.
Zhou's hands were also shaking a little.
At the beginning, one could still hear Jin Yong's explanations, cursing, shouting, and howling, but later, Jin Yong's voice gradually became silent.
Later, Xia Yujiao came over, her whole body covered in blood.
He looks like a bloody man...
Xia Daohua couldn't help but glance at Jin Yong's position. Wow, Jin Yong had been chopped to pieces...
Could it be that Xia Yujiao has a split personality?
She usually looks so gentle and kind, but now she is cold and ferocious, just like a witch crawling out of hell.
Xia Daohua was secretly complaining in her heart, but she saw Xia Yujiao took two steps and could no longer hold the kitchen knife in her hand. The kitchen knife fell to the ground with a "clang" and Xia Yujiao fell down softly.
Zhou had no time to think about anything else. When she saw her daughter fall, she rushed over and wanted to take her home.
Xia Daohua stopped Zhou: "Grandma, this is too conspicuous. Although this place is remote, what if we run into someone? You should change your aunt's clothes first!"
After a while, Zhou and Xia Yujiao both changed their clothes.
Zhou also personally dug a shallow pit and buried Jin Yong's body in it. Finally, she inserted a pine branch on the grave as a mark.
Xia Daohua rolled up the bloody clothes they had taken off, stuffed them into a plastic bag, and sent it back to the Space Supermarket.
A new, ownerless grave was added to the cemetery circle.
Xia Yujiao and Zhou supported each other and walked back slowly, never looking back once along the way.
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