Meanwhile, on a truck in the neighborhood, several prisoners with signs hanging around their necks were paraded through the streets as a public spectacle.
People were throwing rotten vegetable leaves, bones, and fish bones along both sides of the road.
Police maintained a cordon along the route.
But some people in the crowd still recognized Jiang She.
"Isn't this Jiang She, the second son of the Jiang family?"
"It really is true. His sister is getting married today, and his second brother was executed. Isn't the timing too coincidental?"
"Really? Is this even possible?"
"That's right."
"I wonder what the couple who held the wedding were thinking."
"What else can they think? They must be trying to distance themselves from the situation."
"murderer!"
The sounds of cursing could be heard incessantly from the streets.
Jiang She had been mentally preparing himself, but when the moment actually arrived, it would be a lie to say he wasn't afraid; an indescribable fear gripped him deeply.
He was probably the only member of the Jiang family to be executed.
The older brother was stabbed to death by him.
The third brother and the father only went to jail, but he was the only one sentenced to death!
Jiang She stared at the sign in front of him that read "Murder," when a rotten egg was smashed on his bald head. The stench of the egg filled the air. He forced himself to stay calm and tried to vomit.
It was all worth it.
It's worth it.
He sacrificed everything to gain a lifetime of happiness every month; what is there to resent?
As he pondered, he silently lowered his head, his stubborn back revealing a hint of bearing a heavy burden of humiliation...
While parading through the streets, they happened to encounter a wedding procession welcoming a new bride.
The two teams collided head-on.
It came to an abrupt end.
Jiang She opened her dazed eyes and immediately recognized her brother-in-law, Zhou Xiangqun, who was getting out of the car.
He was dressed smartly, his hair was slicked back with oil, he wore leather shoes, and the big red flower on his chest was dazzling, making him look like he was from another world.
"Brother-in-law..." he murmured.
Murderers are not fit to be relatives of the privileged second generation.
No, I don't deserve it.
Jiang She silently turned her head and immediately saw Xu Manzhi being pushed and shoved in the crowd.
Among so many unattractive people, she stood out.
The girl's two long braids swayed, her dark eyes sparkled, and her snow-white arms waved at him. She even jumped up to greet him: "Hey, Jiang She, hello there—"
That's bullshit.
He's going to be shot; he's about to be shot.
She's so happy!
Jiang was so angry she was practically bubbling with rage.
But Xu Manzhi, whether to gloat over his misfortune or not, jumped up high and shouted, "Jiang She, your sister got married today! She married into a prestigious family. I've already spoken to her husband, and he said he doesn't regret it, even if he makes mistakes, he won't regret it, it's true—"
this……
Jiang She kept her head down.
A criminal on the verge of death unexpectedly felt a pang of shame.
That's a bit too outrageous.
He tried to dodge, but still attracted the attention of the prison guards. The police immediately went on high alert, gripping their guns tightly, fearing that someone might break into the prison from among the onlookers.
Jiang She lowered her head even further.
He thought to himself: Yueyue is finally getting married. She deserves Zhou Xiangqun's lifelong devotion to her.
Soon, the two convoys passed each other.
This main road is used for parades, so even if the other party is the son of a high-ranking official, they must give way and take a detour via a side road.
Zhou Xiangqun cursed.
But he also knew that everything was his own choice and he had expected it, so he stopped insisting and let Chen Kaishui take a detour to the Gu family.
Fortunately, we had enough time.
They brushed past the procession.
As the two cars passed each other, Jiang She caught a glimpse of Zhou Xiangqun's arrogant profile and truly understood the saying: "In this world, joy and sorrow are not shared..."
It really doesn't make sense.
He felt a faint sense of unease.
Others may not know the inside story, but Yueyue should know it. Yet she still went her own way and chose to get married on the 28th, clearly showing no regard for her second brother.
Just then, Xu Manzhi somehow produced a white wreath.
She held it high, her sharp voice even piercing through the crowd: "Jiang She, congratulations, may you rest in peace. Here's a wreath for you, I hope it makes you happy."
Swish, swish, swish.
People around them turned to look.
Xu Manzhi didn't take it seriously.
She continued shouting, "Your sister is getting married today, your parents are very happy, your sacrifices were worthwhile, you were selfless, and your wishes have been fulfilled..."
Right?
After all, her brother-in-law had visited her, but her sister, whom he doted on, had never been visited even once.
The warden felt pity for him.
His only concern was his younger sister, whom he feared would die.
Good.
With a deafening roar, thunder rumbled from the sky.
As a death row inmate, Jiang She had a feeling that he wished he could go to hell. When he looked up, he caught the resentment of his fellow inmates in the same cell car, as if they were saying: You're something else, even when you're about to die, people still come to see you.
He wanted to open his mouth and explain: She's my younger sister...
But this statement is easily misunderstood.
He turned his face away, unwilling to look at Xu Manzhi any longer.
As the convoy drove further and further away, Xu Manzhi recklessly broke away from the group of onlookers, carrying the wreath back to the funeral home, and shouted, "Refund! I didn't deliver the wreath!"
I've only used it for a few minutes, so returning it shouldn't be a problem, right?
This was the first time the shop owner had ever dealt with a customer returning wreaths. His face immediately darkened, and he said, "You're returning things meant for your ancestors? You're the one who's going to be disappointed."
Ancestors...
Xu Manzhi thought about it and realized that what the boss said was wrong.
Jiang She isn't dead yet, so what kind of ancestor is he?
Not discouraged at all.
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