"You are such a wicked family. You took advantage of me not being home to treat my son like this. I'm telling you, today I must seek justice for my son and my dead children. This time, I won't tolerate it anymore."
In the yard, Zhang Dahu's wife had messy hair and was holding a rusty kitchen knife in her hand as she yelled at Zhang Xiaohu and his wife who were hugging each other.
Zhang Dahu was holding the pale-faced Xiaobao and acting as a peacemaker, with the father and son standing between the two sides.
"Xiaobao's mom, can't we just talk slowly if we have something to say? Do we have to point a knife at our own people?"
Dahu's wife's heart was already cold, and when she heard his words, her heart became even colder. Her eyes, like ice knives, shot straight at Zhang Dahu, "Zhang Dahu, are you still a man? Your son was almost killed by your good brother and his wife, and you are still speaking for them now, you..." At this point, Zhang Dahu's wife burst into tears.
Zhang Meng, standing in the crowd, sighed. If it weren't for the age difference, she really wanted to persuade Zhang Dahu's wife to divorce.
Unfortunately, there is no such thing as divorce in this era. People in this era think that divorce is a shameful thing, so no matter how hard life is, no one would think of leaving.
"You are rebelling! You are rebelling! I am not even dead yet, and you are treating my youngest son and his family like this. Are you going to eat them all after I die?"
At this moment, Old Mrs. Zhang, who was lying in another room, walked out of the room with a sick look on her face, pointing at Da Hu's wife who was holding a kitchen knife.
"Mom, you finally got up. If you don't get up, we'll be chopped by our sister-in-law."
When Zhang Xiaohu saw Old Lady Zhang coming out, he rushed towards her as if he had found his savior and cried out for justice.
Old Lady Zhang held Zhang Xiaohu's hand tightly and said, "Don't be afraid, my son. I want to see if she has the guts to touch your family."
"Mom, it hurts, it hurts everywhere."
At this time, Xiaobao, who was held in Zhang Dahu's arms, suddenly cried out to Dahu's wife with tears in his eyes.
A mother is strong. When Da Hu's wife, who was originally a little timid, saw her youngest son's painful expression, she felt angry again and wanted to die with them.
"You've gone too far. Well, since you're ganging up on me and my son, we won't live anymore. We'll drag you down with us even if we die."
Da Hu's wife rushed forward with a kitchen knife.
"Oh my god."
"Someone is going to kill someone." The villagers who were watching the excitement screamed in fear one after another.
Zhang Dahu wanted to stop them and was about to rush out when Xiaobao in his arms suddenly cried out, "Dad, my body hurts so much, am I going to die?"
After hesitating for a while, Zhang Dahu took a step back painfully and turned his head to the side, not looking at Old Lady Zhang.
Zhang Meng, who was standing at the front of the crowd, cried out inwardly, "Oh no!" and ran over quickly, stopping Da Hu's wife from swinging the kitchen knife at Old Lady Zhang.
"Aunt Dahu, don't be impulsive and put the knife down." Zhang Meng advised Dahu's wife who had lost her mind.
"Xiao Meng, get out of the way and don't stop me. I must kill this family today. If I don't kill them, I will go crazy." Da Hu's wife had a desperate expression on her face.
Zhang Meng walked closer to her and whispered, "Aunt Dahu, if you trust me and let me handle this matter, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer. Trust me."
Zhang Dahu's wife shed silent tears and looked at Zhang Meng for a long time.
Suddenly, the kitchen knife in her hand fell heavily on the yellow mud ground. She squatted on the ground and cried miserably.
Old Lady Zhang and others who were forced into a corner by Da Hu's wife and huddled together were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
I guess they were all wondering in their hearts how Da Hu's wife, who was usually so honest in front of them, could suddenly become such a scary person.
Zhang Meng looked coldly at Old Lady Zhang and the others, "Auntie, your illness is really not caused by Xiaobao. Do you want to know how you got this disease?"
Old Lady Zhang, her legs trembling, looked at Zhang Meng. Her sunken eyes gave people a sense of sarcasm and harshness. "It's not because of this brat that I'm unlucky. It's because of him. The old man who performed the shaman dance said that he and I are not compatible."
Zhang Xiaohu's face turned pale and he looked at the villagers surrounding his door in panic, fearing that because of his mother's words, his whole family would be regarded as bad elements, which would be disastrous.
"Everyone, my mom is sick and confused. She's just talking nonsense. Don't take it seriously. Don't take it seriously."
Zhang Meng glanced at him and continued to look at Old Lady Zhang, "Of course it's not true. The reason why you can see unclean things every night is because of your own sins. You have done what you did, haven't you forgotten?"
Old Mrs. Zhang felt a chill down her spine. Of course she remembered what she had done.
In the past few years, everyone had a hard time, often having no food to eat, and some even had to eat the Guanyin soil from outside the village.
Of course, she couldn't let the men in the Zhang family starve to death, so she took advantage of her son and daughter-in-law not being at home and secretly dragged the money-losing guys in the family to the river at the entrance of the village and drowned them one by one.
Anyway, this girl is a money-loser. She will be given to someone else when she grows up, and it will waste food to keep her. It would be better to kill her and save the lives of several grandchildren in the family.
When she fell silent, Zhang Meng kept staring at her face, seeing her gnashing her teeth and then her terrified expression, and smiled coldly, "Do you remember?"
Old Mrs. Zhang was frightened and quickly looked away. "I can't remember anything. I don't know what you are talking about."
Zhang Meng, who had long expected her to do this and was prepared, curled her lips indifferently.
Glancing around, Old Lady Zhang suddenly started yelling at the air like a madman, "Go away quickly, don't bother me. You died because you all deserved to die. Who told you to be born as a money-loser? For the sake of my Zhang family's continuation, I can only let you die. Go away quickly, I'm not afraid of you."
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Xiaohu frowned and walked forward to grab the old lady Zhang who seemed to be crazy.
Old Mrs. Zhang, who was cursing everywhere, looked at Zhang Xiaohu in front of her. In her eyes, she had become the first granddaughter she had killed. She was so scared that her face turned pale and she pushed the person in front of her away with all her strength.
"Ouch, I fell to death."
The defenseless Zhang Xiaohu was pushed to the ground by his own mother, and his butt felt like it was about to burst.
"What's wrong with this old lady? Why is she yelling at the air? Is there really something bad going on?"
"What are we afraid of? We haven't done anything wrong. Even if that thing really exists, it won't be traced back to us." The onlookers gossiped one after another.
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