Chapter 100 Lin Wanqing's son died
"I'm telling you, if you keep doing this, I'm going to hang myself here!" Aunt Zhang said as she stepped onto the bench and put the rope around her neck.
However, Zhang Zhijie beside her had already stuck out his tongue from his mouth, stretching it out very long, and the amplitude of his legs flapping gradually decreased, and it seemed that his hands were about to break.
But the two people in the room didn't notice, all their attention was focused on how to compete for victory.
"Just die! Die quickly! Who are you trying to scare with your own death? I wish you would die quickly! If you die, no one will compete with me for the house!"
Yang Aihua was still lying on the kang, turned around, and decided to ignore it.
This kind of thing is all about who's more composed. If you really want to die here, she'll just collect their bodies! What's so scary about her?
Seeing Yang Aihua still calm, Zhang Ma really didn't dare to kick the bench away. She could only pat Zhang Zhijie beside her and said, "Zhijie, your aunt wants us to die! She'll be proud if we die! So we won't die!"
But the people around her didn't react at all, not even a sound, so Aunt Zhang turned to look at Zhang Zhijie.
The child's face had turned liver color and his tongue was stretched out.
"Zhijie!"
Aunt Zhang screamed, fell off the bench, and quickly crawled to her feet.
Yang Aihua was frightened by the shout. She turned around and was about to curse the old man if he was acting, when she saw Zhang Zhijie hanging there motionless.
Yang Aihua panicked and rolled off the kang, reaching out to hug Zhang Zhijie.
"What are you standing there for! Hurry up and take the rope off the child's neck!" Yang Aihua hugged Zhang Zhijie and lifted him up. Only then did Zhang's mother seem to wake up and reached out to find the rope.
"Zhijie! Zhijie!" Yang Aihua reached out and patted his face, but he didn't react at all.
Mother Zhang was so panicked that she couldn't breathe. She collapsed on the ground and reached out to feel Zhang Zhijie's breath.
No sign of breathing at all!
This is dead! No air!
"Zhijie!" Aunt Zhang cried out, throwing herself on Zhang Zhijie and crying bitterly, "Grandma doesn't really want you to die! Grandma just wants to scare your aunt!"
"Child, open your eyes and look at grandma! Are you playing with grandma?"
A chubby child was lying there motionless, his face was blue and purple, and his tongue was still sticking out. Yang Youzhi and his wife heard the crying inside and walked in. When they saw this scene, they were shocked.
"This, this is..." Yang's sister-in-law was so shocked that she was dumbfounded. She didn't dare to look at it again after just one look.
Yang Aihua seemed to come back to her senses. "Yes, dead, dead."
Mother Zhang held Zhang Zhijie's body and cried non-stop. She turned around and cursed Yang Aihua, "Yang Aihua, how can you be so cruel! The child is so young, and you have the heart to watch him die!"
"You have to pay for my grandson's life! My grandson's life was so miserable, he died at such a young age!"
The child's body had become stiff and it was obvious that he was dead, but Aunt Zhang's hand was still stroking his back, hoping to restore some warmth and consciousness. This was completely a self-deceptive comfort.
After hearing what Zhang Ma said, Yang Aihua and the Yang family immediately guessed that Zhang Ma wanted to put the blame on them.
Yang Aihua immediately retorted, "You are such a funny person. You carried your grandson onto the bench yourself, and you put the rope around his neck yourself! You even kicked the bench! You are the one who caused his death. What does it have to do with me?"
"Because you forced us to do this! If you hadn't taken our house, would we have done this? You even watched the child die, and you were indifferent. You pretended not to see! You have a dark heart!"
"Anyway, you are responsible for the child's death! You have to pay for my grandson's life!"
Aunt Zhang fell to the ground holding Zhang Zhijie, who had no signs of life, and started to make trouble for Yang Aihua.
What does this have to do with her? She threatened someone with death, and ended up losing her life. She's innocent, right? Should she be held responsible? Where can she seek justice?
Yang Aihua felt that she was suffering from an unexpected disaster.
Mrs. Yang thought too much and quickly closed the doors and windows.
"What are you doing?" Yang Youzhi was a little confused. Looking at this absurd scene, he was helpless, so he placed all his hopes on his wife.
Zhang Ma screamed, "What are you trying to do by closing all the windows and doors? Are you afraid that others will know that you forced my grandson to death? You've done something sinful, so be careful in the middle of the night! If my grandson becomes a ghost, he won't let you go!"
Mrs. Yang made a shushing gesture to them and looked outside through the window in panic, fearing that someone might have heard the noise and eavesdropped.
"Are you stupid?" Yang's sister-in-law glared at him. "Don't forget, Zhang Zhijie's biological mother is still alive! If he dies, and his biological mother investigates carefully, neither of you will be able to escape!"
Yang Aihua said unconvincedly, "What does this have to do with me? It wasn't me who put the rope around Zhang Zhijie's neck!"
"If we have to hold her accountable, she should be held accountable!" Yang Aihua pointed at Aunt Zhang.
Aunt Zhang put Zhang Zhijie down, then immediately jumped up and hit Yang Aihua, "You're talking nonsense! You're the one who forced my grandson to death! You forced him to die because he was helping grandma to seize the house! Give me back my grandson's life!"
Aunt Zhang was used to doing the work, and her hands were very strong. She slapped Yang Aihua's face with her thick fingers and palms, making her face red and swollen instantly.
Yang Aihua immediately retorted, reaching out to tear Zhang Ma's hair, "Stop putting the blame on me! Just wait and see if I hit you or not!"
Seeing the two men fighting, Yang's sister-in-law said to Yang Zhijie in frustration: "Hurry up and separate these two!"
Yang Youzhi then said "Oh" and went to separate the two.
"Go ahead and fight, and then go to the police station together!" Yang's sister-in-law said in a low voice, "Human police can find out everything, and they'll always find out. Anyway, one of you put the rope around the child's neck, and the other one fanned the flames, forcing him to die, pretending not to see, and watching him die without helping. Anyway, you're both wrong!"
"They must all be arrested! They must all be shot!"
These words immediately quieted Zhang Ma and Yang Aihua down.
The two looked at each other and let go of each other's hands.
That’s right, sister-in-law Yang is right. They are all responsible for Zhang Zhijie’s death.
If Lin Wanqing knew the truth and wanted to investigate, none of them would be able to escape.
Especially Zhang Ma, she knew in her heart that she was mainly responsible for Zhang Zhijie's death.
It was she who carried Zhang Zhijie onto the bench, put a rope around him, and kicked the bench. She watched the child struggling, but she didn't care. She kept arguing with Yang Aihua, and finally forgot about Zhang Zhijie who was hanging on the beam, thus delaying the child's life.
"Then, what should we do?" Aunt Zhang was scared.
She turned her head to look at Zhang Zhijie, then quickly looked away guiltily. The child still had his eyes open, staring at her with his eyes wide open!
Yang's sister-in-law glared at Zhang Ma. "Are you scared now? What were you doing before? You stopped yelling? Keep yelling and call all the neighbors over to see how you hanged your own grandson."
Zhang Ma was dispirited and didn't dare to retort. She could only continue to ask with a sad face: "Then what do you say we should do?"
"We can only create an illusion."
Sister-in-law Yang glanced at Aunt Zhang and Yang Aihua and said, "I won't admit it even if you kill me."
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