Chapter 103 Someone discovered the burial site
This scared all three of them, and they turned pale instantly, especially Aunt Zhang, whose face was covered in sweat. She touched her face randomly and looked at Liu Qingqing with rapid breathing.
Liu Qingqing clenched her fists, thinking that if the teacher discovered anything unusual, she would take action immediately.
In the end, the teacher just smiled, patted Zhang Zhijie's butt and said, "Your child is really strong. The flesh on his butt is so firm."
Several people immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Aunt Zhang took a deep breath and said, "The child eats a lot. Look, this whole table of food is prepared for him, and he fell asleep before he even started eating."
The teacher looked down and felt a little envious. The food was really good.
Yang Aihua quickly pulled the teacher to the table, "Teacher, you haven't eaten yet, right? How about eating something here?"
Upon hearing this, the teacher quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, I have to go to the next restaurant. You guys eat, you guys eat."
After saying that, she walked out the door, puzzled.
Isn't Zhang Zhijie such a sleeper? She patted the child twice and he didn't wake up?
Otherwise, why do we say that children have good sleep quality?
Although he was puzzled, the teacher didn't think much about it and just walked out.
After seeing everyone leave, the three people in the room sat down on the ground.
The clothes on my body were soaked with cold sweat.
"I, I thought we were going to be exposed this time!" Aunt Zhang closed her eyes and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
After she finished speaking, she gave Yang Aihua a complaining look and said, "You are superfluous if you pay that money!"
"I also didn't want the teacher to think too much. Zhang Zhijie was attending the nursery school just fine, but when it came time to pay, we suddenly said we couldn't go. Wouldn't that make people suspicious?" Yang Aihua explained, feeling angry. "It makes me sound like I have a lot of money."
"Why should I be suspicious? I'm just feeling guilty!" Aunt Zhang glared at him. "It's not like there aren't people around you who won't go. You just have too much money to burn. You might as well give it to me!"
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Liu Qingqing quickly slammed the table, "What time are you still quarreling? If you quarrel again, you will be sent to the police station!"
Now the two of them behaved themselves.
As soon as it got dark, the three members of the Zhang family began to pack up.
First, he collected the rope that Zhang Zhijie used to hang himself, and then collected a few of Zhang Zhijie's clothes, thinking that he would burn them all together with Zhang Zhijie when the time came, so that he would have a few sets of clothes to change into in the underground.
Shoes, toys, everything that could be taken away, Zhang's mother gave it to Zhang Zhijie.
"Zhijie, don't blame grandma. Grandma didn't really want you to die! Don't look for grandma after you die. If you want to find someone, go find your mom. Your mom is cruel!"
"It's all your mother's fault! If your mother had let us live in the Lin Mansion, you wouldn't have died, right?"
Anyway, what Aunt Zhang said was just the same old thing, over and over again, trying to shirk her own responsibility and throw dirty water on Lin Wanqing.
Although Liu Qingqing didn't like Lin Wanqing, she disliked Zhang Ma even more. When she heard what Zhang Ma said, she almost rolled her eyes to the sky.
Finally, after cleaning up, the three of them looked at the table full of food and thought that since it was already cooked, they couldn't eat it if the person was dead, so as to avoid waste. So the three of them sat down and started eating.
Aunt Zhang was crying while eating, and she was reluctant to put down the pig's trotter even when she was hiccuping.
"Woo woo, my Zhijie loves eating pig's trotters the most! Zhijie, I can never eat them again!"
"My Zhijie, why is your life so miserable?"
Liu Qingqing, who was standing by, was extremely upset. She snatched the pig's trotter from her hand and said, "Then don't eat it! Bury it in the ground for your grandson and let him take it away!"
Aunt Zhang licked her lips and said, "I want to eat it. I still have to eat it."
Liu Qingqing threw the pig's trotter over and said unhappily, "Then stop crying. Your crying is annoying!"
Aunt Zhang had no choice but to eat with resentment, since she ate quite a bit in the end anyway.
After eating, the three of them looked at the time. It was almost midnight and most people were asleep.
Liu Qingqing signaled Zhang Ma and Yang Aihua to find a sack and put Zhang Zhijie in it. Finally, she took the shovel, and the three of them sneaked out of the door.
Their destination was a hill, a desolate place where not many people usually went.
It was a dark and windy night, and there were few people along the way, but Yang Aihua still looked back from time to time.
The feeling of being stared at during the day came back again, a pair of eyes fixed on her back, and she felt like prey.
Seeing Yang Aihua kept looking back, Liu Qingqing also looked back. She only saw a dark road that seemed to have no end.
"What are you looking at?" Liu Qingqing couldn't help but ask.
Yang Aihua felt a chill down her spine. She shuddered and said, "I always feel like someone is staring at me. I have this feeling during the day, but when I look back, I feel like there's nothing there."
"It feels so wrong. It seems like the person staring at me is not a human."
After Yang Aihua said this, she shuddered, and Zhang Ma was so scared that she trembled and turned around to look.
"Don't scare me!" Aunt Zhang held the sack in her hand and subconsciously wanted to throw it away.
Liu Qingqing glanced at the two of them with a look of dismay, "You're just scaring yourself! There's no ghost! Hurry up and leave! Otherwise, we'll all be in jail and get shot!"
These words immediately sobered the two men up, and they picked up the sacks and trotted forward with all their might.
Finally reaching the hill, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Qingqing started digging the hole, while Zhang Ma squatted there, holding a sack with a dazed look in her eyes.
She wanted to cry, but she knew she couldn't. She must not make any noise at this time, otherwise all her efforts would be wasted.
Liu Qingqing dug a very deep hole. Holding the shovel in one hand, she directed Zhang Ma and Yang Aihua with the other, saying, "Throw it in."
Yang Aihua immediately pushed Zhang Zhijie from Zhang Ma's hands.
Aunt Zhang held back her tears, closed her eyes, and turned her back.
Her eldest grandson is really gone!
Behind him was the sound of shovel after shovel of soil being buried.
None of the three people made any sound. The only sounds around them were the chirping of insects and the shrill cries of an owl that had smelled death.
The wind blew through the treetops, making a rustling sound.
Zhang Ma, with trembling hands, burned all of Zhang Zhijie's underwear. "Zhijie, you're fine down there! Your grandfather is waiting for you!"
"Zhijie, don't blame grandma!"
After the things were burned, the sky turned blue and the mountains showed vague outlines, indicating that dawn was about to come.
Liu Qingqing pulled Zhang Ma, who was kneeling there, and said, "Alright, let's go. Stop pretending. If you don't leave now, you'll be discovered and you won't be able to leave."
Aunt Zhang had no choice but to wipe away her tears and followed him, looking back every few steps.
The three of them hurried down the mountain in silence.
The person looking at the backs of the three people frowned.
He just wanted to follow Yang Aihua on a whim, but he didn't expect to discover such a big secret.
He found someone to help him dig up the pit that the three men had dug.
There was a sack inside, and when he opened it, he found that it was a child.
He looked carefully and saw obvious marks of strangulation under the child's neck.
So, the child was strangled to death by those three people?
The body is easily discovered if it is dumped in this location.
The man directly took the sack out of the pit and carried it down the mountain.
Destroying the body and covering up all traces is not as thorough as throwing it directly into the human refining furnace.
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