Staring at the ceiling, she finally hardened her heart and slashed her wrist, the bright red blood gushing out, a blood that mirrored her life. From its dramatic beginning to its tragic end…
Zhou Meiling has already prepared two dishes. The pork rib soup is simmering in a clay pot, and only the stir-fried bok choy and mushrooms are left.
The abundance of ingredients at home satisfied all her requirements.
Zhao Susu was making lion's head meatballs on the side, glancing back at her daughter-in-law every now and then. Although her movements were a bit awkward, she was doing it with great care.
She thought her son would be blessed in the future and she wouldn't have to worry about him anymore. Like all mothers in the world, she hoped her son would be happy and marry a wife who would love him.
Zhou Meiling carefully finished cooking the last dish. She tasted each one with her chopsticks and found the taste acceptable, which did not disappoint her.
Zhao Susu placed the prepared lion's head meatballs onto a plate: "These dishes are all very well made. My son is so lucky from now on. He will be in your care from now on."
"Auntie..." Zhou Meiling found that the mother and son had similar personalities, and after getting to know them, they joked around one after another. There was no pressure or burden in being with people like them.
She thought she would never have any mother-in-law/daughter-in-law problems with Zhao Susu in this lifetime, but then she thought of her parents, who had suddenly found her a partner so far away. She felt the chances of them agreeing were very slim.
Song Mingyuan's stomach was growling with hunger, and he couldn't resist going to the kitchen. Seeing so many dishes laid out on the stove, he couldn't stand it. He rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a pair of chopsticks, and prepared to try them one by one.
As a result, his own mother snatched the chopsticks from his hand as soon as he got them, which made him furious.
"Mom, I didn't eat breakfast this morning, didn't you know? Just let me have a couple of bites to tide me over."
Zhao Susu took off her apron: "Alright, stop fooling around, we can eat now. Go out and set the table, then bring the dishes over and we can eat."
"Alright!" Song Mingyuan quickly ran out, moved the table to the middle, and tidied up the things on it.
Song Aiguo put down his teacup, glanced upstairs, and finally decided to go and call his sister. Some things are better left unsaid.
After all, they are siblings, bound by blood and inseparable, so they went upstairs with that thought in mind.
Before entering the house, I knocked on the door, but no one answered. Then I pushed the door open.
He gasped when he saw the scene before him.
Blood was splattered all over the floor, and his face was pale and bloodless.
"Someone come here! Mingyuan... Mingyuan!" Song Aiguo shouted frantically downstairs.
Song Mingyuan had just placed a dish on the table when he heard the shout. He frowned slightly and then went upstairs.
Seeing that his father was standing at the door, almost unable to stand, he quickened his pace and rushed over.
Upon reaching the door, a strong smell of blood filled the air, and I peered inside.
My aunt was lying on the bed, and there was blood all over the bed and the floor. It looked like she was going to commit suicide!
"aunt!"
He rushed over and pressed the wound with a nearby pillowcase. Then he yelled at his still panicked father, "Call the hospital right away and tell them someone has died here. Tell them to send a car over immediately."
Song Aiguo realized what was happening and rushed downstairs to make a phone call.
Zhao Susu and Zhou Meiling were both stunned by what they saw, and then they heard Song Aiguo say to the person on the other end of the phone,
"Send a car here immediately! Someone has committed suicide here. If we wait any longer, they will be dead."
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