Chapter 278 The one who should die could be the culprit

Mrs. Wei was startled. She looked carefully and saw that Zhao Meng's mother had already taken off her handkerchief. With red eyes, she said to her friends and neighbors who were trying to persuade her: "...You are right. For A Meng, I have to cheer up too."

Mrs. Wei couldn't see anything unusual and thought to herself, it seems that I was wrong just now.

Ju Ge'er couldn't wait to run forward and asked, "Auntie, where is Amon?"

Mrs. Wei led Xingxing forward and said, "Ameng's mother, let's see if there is anything we can help with."

Zhao Meng's mother looked very moved and gave Mrs. Wei a grateful look.

She then said to Ju Ge'er, "...Ameng is very sad and is staying in his room. You came just in time. Can you help Auntie persuade Ameng to eat something?"

Ju Ge'er patted his chest and agreed, then went without hesitation.

Mrs. Wei took a look around. Although she thought Zhao Youcai was a bit annoying, Zhao Meng and his mother were now typical orphans and widows. Many people from the village came to help, but she couldn't find any way to help for a while.

Mrs. Wei simply stood there and talked to Zhao Meng's mother.

Xingxing had nothing to do, so she walked around in the yard.

The last time she participated in such a funeral was when Yu Liuzi was dying. The Yu family was discussing the funeral, and she followed her grandparents to Yu Liuzi's house.

Fortunately, Yu Liuzi was saved by a master and survived.

Strictly speaking, it wasn't a funeral.

Next time, Zhao Meng’s father passed away.

Xingxing's round almond-shaped eyes looked at the adults in the yard who were busy with their own things.

The white lanterns were hung up, the white banners were hung up, and the snow that had fallen earlier was still piled on the fences and eaves of the yard, making everything look white.

Xingxing walked to the main room and tiptoed to take a look inside.

Zhao Youcai's body was placed in the main room.

Several villagers worked together to cover Zhao Youcai's body with an apricot-yellow shroud and put a hat with a red tassel on it.

Xingxing heard from people that this symbolizes blessing the descendants with a prosperous life, good fortune and longevity.

Xingxing thought about it. She had heard from Ju Ge'er that this man always beat A Meng and his mother before he died, causing A Meng and his mother to always have injuries on their bodies.

This person was not able to protect his family well before his death. Will he be able to protect his family after his death?

Xingxing was skeptical, pursed her lips, and prepared to leave.

At this moment, she discovered that there was something wrong with Zhao Youcai's body.

The index finger of Zhao Youcai's right hand flashed a faint blue color under the sunlight reflecting through the white snow outside the house.

Xingxing exclaimed "Huh!" and was about to take a closer look when she was stopped by the villagers in the house.

"Hey, Xiao Xingxing, don't approach her recklessly." The villagers kindly advised.

Many people think that the mourning hall is filled with too much evil spirit, and that if children get close to it, it will damage the positive energy.

But the body is still there now, and it’s not good to say that the person is evil in front of the body.

The villagers only called a slightly older child and asked him to take Xingxing away from the mourning hall.

Seeing that the other party refused to let her in, Xing Xing did not force her. However, before leaving the mourning hall, she could not help but look back at the corpse that was already dressed in funeral clothes.

But from this angle, I can't see anything unusual.

Xingxing thought, is it possible that I am dazzled?

Blue nails are a sign of poisoning.

Xingxing was full of questions, but she didn't want to go into the mourning hall to take a closer look.

She couldn't help but raise her little hand to look at the sun. Her nails were shiny and white, but the sun was too bright. Her eyes suddenly blurred and the things she saw were also shaky...

"Wow, Xingxing, are you crazy?" Ju Ge'er ran over and covered Xingxing's eyes, scolding, "How can you look at the sun? Don't you want your eyes?"

Xingxing said "Oh" honestly.

She thought that maybe she was dazzled by what she saw in the mourning hall just now.

Xingxing is not the kind of person who would dwell too much on something, so she quickly put the matter behind her.

Zhao Meng's mother invited the village accountant who was good at handling funerals, and Mrs. Wei gave a gift of fifty copper coins.

In the village, fifty copper plates as a gift was considered a lot.

Zhao Meng's mother held Wei Po's hand and was so moved that she was speechless.

Mrs. Wei patted Zhao Meng's mother's arm.

Ju Ge'er is good friends with Zhao Meng, and Zhao Meng's mother and Zhao Meng are also very pitiful.

"If you have any difficulties, please tell us." Mrs. Wei said to Zhao Meng's mother, "We are all neighbors and fellow villagers. You are an orphan and a widow, and we will definitely help you if we can."

Zhao Meng's mother nodded with tears in her eyes.

…

At night, Zhao Youcai's body was still lying in the main room, and the villagers who had helped had already returned home.

The death is scheduled for tomorrow.

Zhao Meng's mother knelt in front of the corpse and burned a few gold ingots she had stacked in the brazier.

Finally, she took out a square medicine bag from her sleeve, the oil paper of which was a little yellow and old.

She has been carrying this bag of rat poison with her for two years.

There was one time when she was beaten by Zhao Youcai and had no other choice but to go to the county to buy it.

Later, little Amon cried and looked for his mother. She couldn't bear to eat the packet of rat poison and kept it on her body.

Later...

Zhao Meng's mother stared at the corpse in the apricot-yellow shroud for a long time.

Later, she found that she could completely change her way of thinking.

Why is she the one who has to die?

Go to hell... This guy is the culprit who brought endless pain to her and Amon.

She originally thought that the avalanche that buried Zhao Youcai was God's retribution to him. But when she saw that Zhao Youcai's body was getting better and better after she dug him out of the snow, she finally trembled and opened the bag of rat poison that she had carried with her for more than two years, and sent this man off to his final journey.

Zhao Meng's mother thought a lot in front of Zhao Youcai's spirit.

Finally, she threw the packet of rat poison into the brazier where paper money was burned.

She no longer needed it.

The flames suddenly jumped higher, and the flames turned slightly blue as they licked the packet of rat poison.

In the firelight, Zhao Meng's mother smiled at the corpse in the shroud and said, "You never blessed me and A Meng when you were alive. But now that you're dead, I think our lives won't get any worse. You are blessing us."

…

After the Zhao family finished their funeral, Mrs. Wei remembered that Shuanglian had almost caused Xingxing to get burned.

She had a cold face and wanted to call Shuanglian into the house to have a good chat.

However, this time, just like last time, Shuanglian disappeared.

After a careful search, Mrs. Wei discovered that Shuanglian had actually run to the entrance of the village.

——That was the only way back from the county town. It was obvious who Shuanglian was waiting for!

Mrs. Wei took a deep breath and made up her mind.

She had felt sorry for Shuanglian because she was from a poor family, so her family bought her to work here, and that was how they were destined to be together.

But right now, Shuanglian doesn't seem to cherish this relationship very much.

Well, it's time to speak out!