I had just gotten home the next afternoon when the phone rang.
Not many people know their phone number; just a handful, either from Lu Ze's side, the Ye family, or the Su family.
"Hello!"
The heavy voice of Aunt Lin Yiduo came from the other end of the phone: "Zhiyu, Fu Tingshen's father is dead."
"Dead?"
That's not in the book. In his first life, Fu Yan lived a good life and thrived with the support of the Ye and Su families. Fu Tingshen also benefited from his father's success.
In the second life, the Ye and Su families quickly fell into ruin. Because they fell so quickly, they didn't have time to explain that they had no connection with the Fu family. Therefore, Fu Yan still received some assistance. Later, Li Xi obtained many opportunities through the system.
Although her arrival changed many things, it didn't mean she had to die.
Lin Yiduo's next words confirmed her guess.
"Xu Ronghua went to the police station to turn herself in, saying that she was the one who killed the person."
After seeing Fu Tingshen off, Xu Ronghua stood at the door for a long time.
In the quiet space, the heavy smell of blood repeatedly stimulated her nerves, her temples throbbed, and her head throbbed with pain.
"Hey, Sister Zhang, you're back from grocery shopping."
"Yes, my husband insisted on eating it..."
"That's because I like you..."
The laughter outside the door contrasted sharply with that inside.
Just a door separates two worlds.
Xu Ronghua turned his body numbly, his legs feeling as heavy as lead.
He approached Fu Yan's body and slowly knelt down.
"Do you know what your biggest mistake is? Either you don't endure it in the first place, or you endure it for a lifetime. You endure it halfway and then you say you don't want to endure it anymore? You think you've risen up in rebellion, but unfortunately, in my eyes, you're a joke."
Looking at his unseeing eyes in death, I recalled Fu Yan's last words.
Xu Ronghua murmured, "Yes, I shouldn't have endured it out of fear in the first place. You're right, if you're going to endure it, you should endure it for a lifetime. But enduring it for a lifetime is too difficult. You also have to accept that others will rise up and fight back."
You never expected it to end like this, did you? How does it feel to be killed by your own son? You spent your whole life planning, but did you ever foresee that you would die at the hands of your son?
Gently stroking Fu Yan's slightly cool face, she said, "You, why don't you die somewhere farther away? You've dirtied the house, and Ting Shen will be afraid to see this room from now on. You're such a nuisance even in death."
After staying a while longer, she got up and went to the bedroom to get Fu Yan's clothes. She laid them on a clean floor and dragged him there to put them on.
The weight of the grown man was beyond her capacity to bear, and after settling him in, she was already panting heavily.
After finally waiting until his breathing stabilized, he began to wipe the bloodstains on the floor, wiping them away forcefully, one stroke at a time.
Scrub, change the water, repeat this several times, and most of the area is clean. For the remaining splashes, we did a thorough cleaning.
Throughout the entire process, there was neither sadness nor joy; it seemed like just an ordinary day, a very routine cleaning.
After tidying up, I didn't go back to my room, but just sat there on the stool all night.
As dawn broke, the light gradually pierced through the gaps, stopping just an inch before it touched Xu Ronghua.
Xu Ronghua moved. She put on her best clothes and neatly combed her hair into a bun.
Stepping out of the room into the sunlight, I felt no warmth at all.
Hello, how can I help you?
"I want to turn myself in."
The police officer who had spoken to him immediately became serious and took the person inside.
Two hours later, the police entered the house with the key given to them by Xu Ronghua.
Since it was still early, many people had not yet left their homes.
The crowd peered through the door to watch the spectacle, chattering excitedly.
"Hey, what's going on? Why are the police here?"
"I don't know. Oh, isn't that Xu Ronghua?"
In the shadows, all that could be seen was Xu Ronghua being controlled.
"Captain!" a policeman called out to the team leader, indicating that a discovery had been made.
Some busybodies tried to go forward to investigate, but were stopped by the police. "Comrade, please do not obstruct the office."
Seeing how serious they were, the matter must be of great importance.
A busybody asked, "Comrade, what's going on? What did the Fu family do wrong?"
The police would not reveal any details of the case, only saying that it was none of their business and we should not ask too many questions, and that they would be consulted later if necessary.
Twenty minutes later, the police left, and several men carried out a body bag.
Gasps of surprise erupted from the crowd.
Even the dumbest person knows what that is.
Someone in the Fu family has actually died.
Some who originally wanted to watch the excitement felt it was bad luck, some were scared and hurriedly left, while others were still very interested, since it had nothing to do with them and there was nothing to be afraid of.
Several police officers stayed behind to conduct interviews and investigations. Although Xu Ronghua had already surrendered, and judging from the situation at her home, she was undoubtedly the culprit, none of the necessary procedures could be omitted.
If there are other leads, and they try to save trouble, wouldn't they be wrongly accusing an innocent person?
Did you see anyone else go to the Fu family yesterday?
"No, it's just that Fu Yan didn't go to work yesterday. He said he was going home to cook for his wife."
Then, the man asked gossipily, "Comrade, was it his wife who killed him?"
The police officer said sternly, "Just answer our questions, and don't ask anything you shouldn't."
"Did you see Xu Ronghua yesterday?"
The person recalled: "No, but she probably took leave. After all, Fu Yan went home to cook, so she must have been home, she just hadn't come out."
Just then, an old woman who always gossiped downstairs came over and said, "Fu Yan was such a good man. He even cooked for his wife and called his son back. How could he have died like that?"
The police seized on the information: "You mean his son came back yesterday?"
"He came back, but left again not long after."
The two exchanged a glance, then asked other questions.
When the police came to Fu Tingshen, he had already adjusted his mindset, but his palms were still slightly sweaty as he tried his best to remain calm.
A slight look of confusion crossed his face: "Officer, what do you need me for?"
Li Xi, standing behind Fu Tingshen, pursed her lips, sensing that something was amiss.
“Your mother, Xu Ronghua, killed your father, Fu Yan, yesterday.”
Fu Tingshen was struck dumb, as if his soul had been ripped out. He took a few steps back, his face filled with disbelief. "Impossible! They were all fine when I went back yesterday. How could this be? You're lying to me. You're not police officers. This is just a prank, right?"
He grasped at the policeman's arm desperately, as if it were his last lifeline, and trembled with excitement.
The two policemen looked at him with sympathy and calmed him down: "Comrade, please calm down."
They've seen this kind of situation many times: their own mother killed their own father, and their two closest relatives turned against each other. For indirect victims like Fu Tingshen, this is undoubtedly extremely painful.
Fu Tingshen roared, "How can you expect me to stay calm? Those are my parents!"
After an unknown amount of time, Fu Tingshen slowly sat down.
Fu Tingshen held his head in his hands, burying it deep in his arms, as if this could alleviate the pain.
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