Chapter 57: Bloody
Fei Liyan, who came from a military background, was unstoppable when he was furious.
Fei Qingbai kept silent, but his rapid breathing and heaving chest revealed his inner thoughts.
He did not panic when killing people.
He was not afraid when he looked at the cold bodies of Gu Mingkang and Xie Lijiao.
But now, facing Fei Liyan's anger, the burning word "shameful" was like a knife, cutting into Fei Qingbai's proud heart.
A burning pain came over my face, and deep regret rose from the bottom of my heart.
Shouldn’t!
Shouldn't!
He shouldn't have been bewitched by his mother and committed such a heinous crime.
After a moment of silence, Fei Qingbai turned his gaze to Fei Xinmei: "Mom, don't you want to say a few words?"
Fei Xinmei looked up blankly and met her son's gaze: "What did I say?"
Fei Qingbai raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.
This smile, however, was filled with coldness and cruelty.
Since we're going to die anyway, let's all die together!
"Mom, didn't you say that as long as Xie Lijiao is eliminated, Gu Shaoqi will be left alone. Then my sister will marry him and slowly tell grandpa and grandma the truth. Then the crisis of our family will be solved smoothly. We can also take advantage of grandpa and grandma's guilt to get more resources and benefits. After all, after they retreated to the second line, their power is not as good as before. We must hurry up..."
Fei Xinmei suddenly jumped up, rushed over and covered Fei Qingbai's mouth: "You are crazy!"
Mu Anchun felt a black screen in front of his eyes.
Her body swayed, and she steady herself by holding on to the sofa with one hand.
She was a doctor and knew her own physical condition. She took out medicine from her pocket, swallowed it, waited for a moment, and only breathed a sigh of relief when the symptoms eased.
Mu Anchun said softly: "Xinmei."
Fei Xinmei still had one hand covering her son's mouth. When she heard Mu Anchun's call, she quickly responded, "Mom."
Mu Anchun waved at her: "Come here."
Fei Xinmei seemed to see hope and hurried over to Mu Anchun.
Mu Anchun is nearly eighty years old and has worked in the hospital for many years. Even though he has witnessed life and death, he still has compassion in his heart and always speaks softly and gently. Both patients and their families say that Director Mu is a good man.
However, facing the adopted daughter who killed his own biological daughter, Mu Anchun could no longer maintain his usual gentle temper. She looked at Fei Xinmei with tears in her eyes and asked in a trembling voice: "Am I not good to you?"
Facing Mu Anchun's wise and kind eyes, Fei Xinmei felt uneasy and turned away quickly, not daring to make eye contact with her: "You are very good to me."
Mu Anchun's voice was a little hoarse, and she spoke slowly: "When I met you, you were already eight years old. Many people advised me to adopt a child under three years old from an orphanage, to educate him from a blank slate, so that I could be closer and more intimate with him in the future. However, I didn't listen. I am also a woman, and I know it is not easy for rural girls to make a name for themselves. You have suffered a lot in the past, and I want to give you a lot of love and let you grow up happily. Have I done that?"
If Mu Anchun hit her or scolded her, perhaps Fei Xinmei would feel better. But Mu Anchun didn't hit or scold him, and he wasn't anxious or annoyed. He just talked leisurely as if he was chatting about family matters. When Fei Xinmei recalled the past, her heart seemed to be squeezed into a ball by a pair of invisible hands.
I can't breathe. It hurts.
Fei Xinmei bit her lips tightly.
She is old, but with her long eyebrows, deep eyes and fair skin, she is still a beauty.
Her lips were bitten and bleeding, but Fei Xinmei didn't feel any pain at all: "Mom, you did it."
Mu Anchun looked at Gu Shaoqi in a daze, his weather-beaten eyes full of attachment and pain, as if he wanted to see through Gu Shaoqi's face and see his own flesh and blood who was taken away by mistake at birth.
"Xinmei, I gave you all my motherly love. But my own daughter has never had a sip of my milk or a bite of my food. I have never hugged her or kissed her, never bought her a new dress, never braided her hair, and I even... didn't know she existed."
Gu Shaoqi did not move and silently endured Mu Anchun's gaze.
The old lady in front of him was his biological grandmother, kind and restrained. Unfortunately, my mother has passed away and will never hear such words again.
Mu Anchun turned his gaze back to Fei Xinmei's face: "You are much luckier than her, aren't you?"
Fei Xinmei lowered her head: "Yes."
Compared with Xie Lijiao, Fei Xinmei is indeed lucky.
All of Fei Xinmei's suffering ended when she was eight years old. After coming to Mu Anchun, she felt like she was in a honey pot, and everything went smoothly for her. However, Xie Lijiao did not have a stable meal until she passed the recruitment exam and entered the chemical factory and married Gu Mingkang.
Fei Xinmei received the best education in Kyoto, but Xie Lijiao had to work very hard to go to junior high school in the village.
Fei Xinmei lived in a big house, had a car to travel, and it was easy for her to go abroad and see the world; Xie Lijiao lived in a dormitory building where her company worked, had only one bicycle at home, and was frugal in everything, only until her son was admitted to university did she feel comfortable enough to travel to Kyoto.
In terms of economic conditions, Fei Xinmei is much better than Xie Lijiao.
Mu Anchun stared at Fei Xinmei and asked word by word: "Then why can't you tolerate her?"
You are obviously living a better life than Xie Lijiao, why do you still want to kill her?
It was obviously a great thing of family reunion and sisterly love, so why couldn't Fei Xinmei tolerate her?
Fei Xinmei didn't know how to answer.
She has an extremely greedy heart. Once she has something, she will never allow anyone else to take even a little bit of it.
The tears in Mu Anchun's eyes slid from the corners of his eyes, slid across his wrinkled face, and dripped onto the back of Fei Xinmei's hand.
This tear was so hot that it burned Fei Xinmei's despicable soul.
Mu Anchun's voice was trembling unnaturally, and her hands were shaking too: "Child, tell me, how have I wronged you? Why do you want to kill my own flesh and blood whom I have never met?"
She was white-haired and filled with sorrow. She murmured to herself, "I really love you, Xinmei. When you first came to my house, you had nightmares every night, so I held you in my arms every day, told you stories, and hummed nursery rhymes. When you were injured or malnourished, I took you to see the doctor and boiled the medicine myself. I was afraid that you would find the medicine bitter, so I rewarded you with a candy every time. I ordered milk to supplement your calcium and cooked medicinal food to regulate your spleen and stomach. Seeing your face getting rosier day by day, I was happier than anyone else."
"You didn't do well in school and came back crying. I hugged you and comforted you, saying that it didn't matter if we couldn't study, we could support ourselves in any profession."
"You were so scared when your period came that you cried. I told you some basic physiological knowledge and taught you how to take care of your body."
"You graduated from high school and didn't want to continue studying. I went against my principles and forced Li Yan to arrange a leisurely and comfortable job for you in the military."
"You are weak after giving birth to Qingbai and Xuelan, so I'm taking a leave to stay at home with you during the confinement period."
…
Every word and every sentence expresses Mu Anchun's love for Fei Xinmei.
The more Fei Xinmei listened, the more her heart ached.
After hearing this, Fei Xinmei knelt down at Mu Anchun's feet, hugged her waist, and burst into tears: "Mom, Mom! Hit me, scold me, just stop talking!"
Mu Anchun stood stiffly, raised his hand to hold Fei Xinmei's chin, and forced her to look into his eyes: "Don't they say that good people are rewarded? Child, tell me, why is it that in return for my love for you, you brutally killed my own daughter?"
Mu Anchun didn't scold her at all from beginning to end, but his questions were like a whip lashing Fei Xinmei's soul.
Fei Xinmei finally felt panic and regret.
Tears flowed down my face.
"Mom, mom! I was wrong. I really know I was wrong."
"You adopted me because my birthday happened to be the day your daughter died, right?"
"But I lied. My birthday is not August 11th. I was born in April. My mother died when she gave birth to me. People in the village called me a disaster star. My father often beat me. My stepmother and my brothers and sisters also bullied me. I don't want to go back. I really don't want to go back to my old home."
"My second uncle and third uncle both want you to adopt someone with the surname Fei, right? My surname is not Fei, it's Zhao. My father is a bad man. I was afraid that you would dislike me, so I lied."
"The better you treat me, the more afraid I am."
"Everything I have was obtained through fraud!"
"I tried hard to be a daughter that you can be proud of, but I can't read, I'm not good at work, and the only thing I can show off is my face. So I got married early, gave birth to children and let them take on the surname Fei, continuing the Fei family's incense. I taught Qingbai and Xuelan to be good, obedient, and study hard, so that they can be filial to you in the future. After Jialiang passed away, I remarried Zixian and let him help you. You can retire with peace of mind."
Having said that, Fei Xinmei stared at Mu Anchun blankly, with a hint of unwillingness in her eyes.
"I try so hard to please you, but in your eyes, I can never compare to a daughter you don't even know, right? No matter how good an outsider is, she can never compare to your own flesh and blood, right?"
Mu Anchun's eyes were full of disappointment.
She shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Do you think we didn't do any research before adopting you? Before we officially went through the adoption procedures, we went to Zhaojia Village and met your biological father, Zhao Lianjia. We already knew your birthday."
Fei Xinmei's eyes widened and her mouth opened wide, her face full of shock.
It turned out that the secret that she had always been worried about being discovered was already known by Mu Anchun when she was only eight years old?
Mu Anchun released the hand that was supporting Fei Xinmei's chin, and gently pushed Fei Xinmei, who was already frightened out of her wits, away. She stood up slowly and walked to Fei Liyan and stood side by side.
“We have also interviewed many people in the village to get a feel for your character.”
Hearing this, Fei Xinmei's shoulders began to tremble. She tilted her head and stared at Mu Anchun blankly, her face suddenly turning pale.
"You are not beautiful."
"People in the village say that you have been strong-willed since you were young. If someone takes away your things, you will do everything you can to destroy them. Your stepsister wears your clothes and shoes, your stepsister uses your bowl and takes your homework books, and you will secretly tear, rip, and cut these things. Your father beats you, and your stepmother scolds you. They all dislike you because of these things, right?"
Fei Xinmei was so ashamed when her shameful past was suddenly exposed that she covered her ears with her hands and began to scream: "It was them, they stole my things! Those were originally mine!"
Mu Anchun sighed, "My child, I have saved countless lives in my life and have always been kind. I often say that people are inherently good, and the reason why people end up on the wrong path is because of the environment. I know that you lost your mother when you were born, and your father is such a gangster. It is inevitable that you have a bad temper in such an environment. As long as you are given enough love, security, and correct guidance, you will naturally become a kind and upright person."
Fei Xinmei looked at Mu Anchun's eyes full of compassion, tears falling.
She never knew that Mu Anchun knew all the dark sides of her! Even though she knew that she was such a greedy person, her mother still chose to adopt her, treat her with tolerance, comfort her gently, and educate her seriously. All her mother required of her was kindness and integrity.
Mu Anchun closed his eyes. His wrinkles were all over his face and his eye sockets were red. He looked much older. "Now I know I was wrong."
Fei Xinmei shook her head desperately: "No, no, no, you are not wrong, you are not wrong!"
Mu Anchun: "It's my fault! My warmth couldn't influence you. After knowing your character, I should have given up!"
Fei Xinmei was most afraid of hearing Mu Anchun say such words. She had worked so hard all her life just to make her mother affirm and accept her.
Fei Xinmei knelt on her knees, crossed her legs and crawled towards Mu Anchun step by step, shouting as she crawled: "Mom, Mom, don't leave me——"
"roll!"
Fei Liyan raised his leg and kicked Fei Xinmei to the ground.
Fei Xinmei did not give up. She got up again and crawled desperately towards Mu Anchun. She was born without a mother, and it was Mu Anchun who gave her incomparably deep maternal love. This love made her extremely greedy, and even though she was fifty years old, she was still reluctant to leave.
Mu Anchun just stood there quietly, without saying a word, looking down at Fei Xinmei who was crawling towards him.
There was only endless sadness in her eyes.
Her kindness raised a poisonous snake, which killed her own flesh and blood.
What a vibrant life it is!
When Fei Xinmei saw that Mu Anchun didn't say anything, she panicked and started to kowtow desperately.
"Mom, mom! It's not your fault, don't be sad. I was wrong, I was wrong! I shouldn't have killed my sister, I shouldn't have just wanted to have her all to myself, I was wrong. I beg you, please don't abandon me."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Fei Xinmei's forehead hit the cold tile floor heavily, making a dull sound.
Blood flowed from the corner of his forehead.
There was an almost crazy light in Fei Xinmei's eyes.
However, Mu Anchun still didn't say anything. He just looked down at him quietly.
Fei Xinmei felt like she was back to the day when she was eight years old again. She knelt in front of Mu Anchun and Fei Liyan, calling them "uncle" and "aunt" one by one, begging them to save her.
At that time, Mu Anchun's eyes were so kind, her hug was so warm, and her words were so gentle.
However, Mu Anchun now had a cold look in her eyes and a stiff body, and she didn't say a word. Disdain, disgust and resistance were written all over her body.
Fei Xinmei was still kowtowing mechanically.
His hair was disheveled and he looked mad.
Gu Shaoqi didn't say anything, but looked at Fei Xinmei quietly, with sadness in his eyes.
His parents were killed by this madman!
Fei Xinmei's purpose of killing is due to her nature. She is selfish, vicious, possessive, and won't share with anyone.
His grandmother, knowing that Fei Xinmei had a bad character, still wanted to influence him with love and correct him with education.
Mu Anchun said she was wrong, and she was indeed wrong.
Being good to bad people is being evil to good people!
Xia Mufan felt like he had watched a big show.
A melodramatic plot.
The story of the farmer and the snake takes place here.
Mu Anchun thought that he was doing a good deed by adopting Fei Xinmei, but he did not expect that Fei Xinmei, who was already eight years old, was already bad to the core because she was raised by her parents at the age of three and old at the age of seven. His tolerance and love for her indulged and magnified her greed, and eventually killed his own flesh and blood.
Fei Qingbai couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
He took a step forward and forcibly pulled Fei Xinmei up: "Mom, don't do this."
Fei Xinmei's steps were unsteady, and she could only stand steadily relying on her son's arm. There was a large purple bruise on her forehead, and blood was slowly flowing out from the broken area, winding down from the bridge of her nose. She looked like a ghost.
When Fei Xinmei saw her son, she felt as if she had found her backbone: "Qingbai, please beg your grandmother, please beg her. Your grandmother has the best heart, she will definitely forgive us."
Fei Qingbai sneered.
At this time, can't the mother see the situation clearly?
Since ancient times, the victors are kings and the losers are bandits. Since he has done it, he has to accept it.
But you, that idiot Fisher, can't escape responsibility.
As a family, we should be together and in good order, right?
Fei Xinmei was crying and wailing like a madman, but no one in the room paid any attention to her.
Since she has admitted her crime, what awaits her is legal sanctions!
Mu Anchun was not in good health. When he stood too close, his vision went dark and his body swayed.
Fei Liyan supported his wife's back and let her sit back on the sofa.
Mu Anchun took another pill to calm down.
In the huge living room, the only sounds were Fei Xinmei's sobbing and pleading.
After his wife's complexion recovered a little, Fei Liyan took a deep breath and walked up to Yue Yuan: "Officer Yue, I am the father of the deceased Xie Lijiao. On behalf of the deceased's family, I request the police to severely punish the murderer!"
I've been waiting for you to say this!
Yue Yuan straightened his chest, raised his head, and saluted: "Yes, Chief!"
Fei Liyan turned and looked at Gu Shaoqi.
Gu Shaoqi met his gaze, his body slightly stiff.
After a while, Fei Liyan raised his hands, placed them on Gu Shaoqi's shoulders and squeezed them tightly. His voice was hoarse, filled with heavy sadness and remorse: "Child, it's my fault, I'm sorry!"
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