Chapter 130: Death of Zhang Ma
“Actually, I was reborn.”
Lin Wanqing smiled at Zhang Ma, "Do you know what rebirth is?"
"In my previous life, I was so miserable. After Zhang Guodong replaced Zhang Guoliang's identity, he also found a way to cheat all my family property away from me."
"In the end, I could only toil away my whole life in your rural hometown, doing farm work, eating coarse food, and eventually becoming paralyzed in bed."
"Zhang Zhijie, you ungrateful bastard, doesn't care about me at all. You even find new ways to bully me every day."
When Lin Wanqing was telling all this, her eyes were always looking quietly at Zhang Ma, the person who had made her suffer so much in her previous life.
Every day he stood in front of her door and insulted her, threw nonsense on her, and said that she was a jinx and an unlucky thing.
Those harsh words seemed to still be ringing in her ears, and a trace of pain flashed across Lin Wanqing's face.
It turned out that she had never forgotten these memories hidden deep in her heart.
She watched as Zhang Ma's expression changed from pretending to be dull at first to gradually becoming one of disbelief.
"You, you already knew that Guoliang was Guodong, right?" Zhang Ma could no longer pretend and looked at her angrily, "Then you still said Guodong was a psychopath! And you even sent him to a mental hospital!"
Lin Wanqing tilted her head and smiled, "Yes, I just want to make life difficult for you."
That smile was a kind of joy that spread from the bottom of her heart, with an unprecedented happiness, which made Zhang Ma feel creepy.
Lin Wanqing knows everything!
That's why her attitude towards them changed 180 degrees, and she went to great lengths to kick them out of the Zhang family, even ignoring her own son.
Lin Wanqing is here for revenge! She won't let anyone in the Zhang family have an easy time, not even her own son!
If there really is such a thing as rebirth, Zhang Ma suddenly realized that her and the Zhang family's miserable life was just beginning, and Lin Wanqing would not let them off.
"You will never leave this mental hospital again in your life." Lin Wanqing stood up and looked at Aunt Zhang and said, "I will ask the staff here to take good care of you. Just enjoy yourself!"
She sneered and walked out.
Looking at Lin Wanqing's back, Aunt Zhang felt a fear she had never felt before.
As soon as she left the house, Lin Wanqing's expression changed. She looked at the staff standing outside and asked, "Are you her attending nurse?"
The nurse was a middle-aged woman, very thin, with a pointed face and a bad temper. She nodded to Lin Wanqing and said, "It's me."
Lin Wanqing directly took out the money she had prepared and handed it over. "I want to make her live a life worse than death. I'm leaving it to you."
The nurse looked around, hesitated for a moment, and then took the money without saying anything.
But Lin Wanqing knew that she would do a good job.
Not only that, Lin Wanqing also gave some money to Zhang Ma's attending physician, saying the same thing.
Everyone knows that she is the God of Wealth of the mental hospital and no one can afford to offend her.
From then on, Zhang Ma's treatment took an unusually long time. In that dark little room, she suffered electric shocks over and over again.
Beatings and verbal abuse were commonplace.
Her food was always rotten or leftover from others. Sometimes she even knelt down for someone to get a bite of food, but the person would just turn around and walk away without even looking at her.
He only left one sentence, "Eat it if you want, or you won't. If you don't eat, you'll be hungry."
The corn tortilla that had fallen on the ground and been stepped on had broken into pieces. In the end, Aunt Zhang picked it up bit by bit and put it into her mouth.
If she doesn't eat, she will just starve. She won't have any food or even saliva. Hunger is more painful than death.
Mother Zhang began to think that death was a good way to get relief.
But someone is watching her every day, she can't die, and she can't die.
She could only live in agony every day. Looking up at the sky outside the window, she found that she had not been free for a long time.
She suddenly smiled. What is freedom? Not being beaten or scolded and being able to eat on time are her greatest luxuries now.
"It's time for treatment." Suddenly, the nurse's voice came to her ears, and Aunt Zhang was startled.
She knew that her torture was about to begin again. She couldn't escape and could only endure it. She was really tired of this kind of life and didn't want to stay in this world for even a second longer.
Living in agony will only make Lin Wanqing happier.
No, she couldn't let Lin Wanqing get her wish.
Suddenly she ran towards the wall not far away.
"Stop her quickly!"
Mother Zhang gathered all her strength and banged her head hard against the wall.
She didn't feel any pain, just a little dizzy, and then she knew nothing.
The scenes before her eyes flashed one after another, like a fleeting sight. She looked at herself wearing particularly beautiful clothes, standing in front of the Lin Mansion, smiling happily.
Her eldest grandson, now grown up, supported her, while his son stood beside her, talking to her with a smile.
She ate delicious food and drank spicy drinks every day, and had indeed become the owner of the Lin Mansion.
Here, Aunt Zhang didn't find Lin Wanqing, she disappeared.
Lin Wanqing must be suffering somewhere, just like she is now.
This may be the life in the previous life that Lin Wanqing mentioned. It is really enviable.
Aunt Zhang thought, how wonderful it would be if her life could really be like that.
She closed her eyes unwillingly.
"How could she die?" The nurse sighed as she looked at Aunt Zhang's body lying on the ground.
Without Aunt Zhang, it would be like losing a nugget of gold. No one would continue to give her money. It's such a pity.
Zhang Guodong received a notice from the mental hospital saying that Zhang's mother had died and had been cremated, and asked him to go and collect the ashes.
At that time, the mental hospital called the factory. When Zhang Guodong received the news, he was a little bit incredulous. "Dead? How could he die?"
"The old man was old and had a serious illness, so he passed away very quickly. I understand how the family feels. Please accept my condolences and come to collect the ashes as soon as possible."
Zhang Guodong put down the receiver in a daze. Suddenly, a wave of sadness came over him and he actually started crying while standing there.
He has no mother anymore, and he has no relatives left in this world.
This feeling scared him.
Zhang Guodong was in a daze. He went to the hospital like a zombie to collect Zhang Ma's ashes and personal belongings.
Speaking of relics, there were only a few pieces of clothing. Zhang Guodong carried them together and walked out of the gate of the mental hospital.
This place carries too much pain for him.
You must never come here again.
Zhang Ma died just like that, and Baldy also held a trial.
Lin Wanqing attended the event as a family member of the victim. She watched the bald man confess, her eyes fixed on a direction not far away.
Lin Wanqing looked back and found that Yang Aihua had also come.
Yang Aihua has not been to work these days, hiding from everyone, and she actually dared to show up in such an occasion.
The two of them looked at each other, and there was really a bit of a feeling of being a couple who have been through thick and thin together.
When the trial ended, Lin Wanqing walked out and whispered in her ear, "Mrs. Zhang is dead. You're next."
Yang Aihua lowered her head, said nothing, and walked forward quickly.
It was a rainy day when Aunt Zhang was buried. Lin Wanqing really wanted to see her off and say a few words to her at her grave, so that she wouldn't have a good time in the underground.
But after thinking about it, I decided to give up. It's unlucky.
Zhang Guodong buried his mother's ashes in the Zhang family's ancestral tomb alone, and after returning home, he began to sort out his mother's belongings.
The few pieces of clothing he got from the mental hospital were very worn out. Zhang Guodong originally planned to burn them, but in the end he couldn't bear to do so and wanted to take them out and look at them from time to time.
With tears in his eyes, he carefully folded his clothes when he suddenly felt something hard under his collar.
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