Song Yaoyao struggled to her feet and smashed everything she could in the room.
Anger and resentment surged up like a tidal wave, almost engulfing her entirely.
She recalled being ignored by Zhou Jiuzhen in her previous life, being abused by her lover, and being despised by those around her.
She thought that in this second life, she would become the wife of the richest man by relying on Zhou Shuyao.
But it seemed as if fate was against her.
In this life, she is even worse off than in her previous one.
All of this is Ling Huanwu's fault.
If it weren't for Ling Huanwu, she would never have gotten this far!
Song Yaoyao collapsed to the ground, crying her heart out.
She stopped crying as if she had discovered a new continent when her gaze fell on the two trembling figures in the corner.
Su Haiting and Grandma Su were huddled in the corner, staring in terror at Song Yaoyao, the out-of-control murderer.
They were terrified that any move they made would provoke the murderer in front of them to slit their throats.
Seeing Su Haiting's timid eyes, Song Yaoyao's eyes lit up. She slowly got up from the ground and walked towards the two grandmothers and granddaughters in the corner, scaring them so much that they hugged each other tightly.
"Ahhh... Heroine, please don't kill me!"
Song Yaoyao's limping figure was reflected in their pupils, making her look like a god of death.
The next second, a hand was stretched out in front of Su Haiting.
"Comrade Su, let's cooperate. I'll help you win over your sweetheart and drag Ling Huanwu down to hell. How about it?"
Song Yaoyao grinned at Su Haiting, her words like a devil's whisper, sinister yet irresistibly seductive.
Unconsciously, Su Haiting reached out and clenched the hand that had invited her into hell.
From this day forward, it will be either Ling Huanwu who dies, or they who die!
*
After the discovery of gold and quartz deposits, the entire island seemed to be injected with a brand new vitality, instantly becoming bustling and busy.
The villagers, who had previously been somewhat dejected due to poverty and lack of resources, now had a renewed glow of hope on their faces.
These past few days, everyone has been following instructions to build houses near the mining area, eagerly anticipating a better future.
The news quickly spread throughout the city.
The relevant departments attached great importance to this and immediately dispatched professional mining personnel to the island.
The engineers were experienced and started working methodically as soon as they arrived on the island.
They first conducted a detailed exploration and planning of the mining area, and formulated a scientific and reasonable mining plan.
Finally, during the measurement, it was discovered that the area of associated gold and quartz deposits here was immeasurable, enough for them to mine for ten years.
This exciting news brought joy and jubilation to the island's inhabitants.
Immediately afterwards, a formal mining area was established on the island, and workers were recruited.
The villagers also have a new way to make money: they can work in the mining area and earn work points.
Every day at the crack of dawn, many villagers would arrive at the mining area early, waiting to be assigned tasks.
Some of them were responsible for mining the ore, while others were responsible for transportation. Everyone performed their duties, and the work progressed very quickly.
Although the work was tough, everyone was highly motivated because they knew that this mining area was their only support on the island.
As expected, after careful consideration and research, the higher authorities decided to cancel the original island relocation plan, given the discovery of abundant mineral resources on the island and its potential for sustainable development.
When this decision was made, the villagers wept uncontrollably, gazing towards the sea as if they were being reborn.
They no longer have to leave their homes and the places where they have lived for many years.
In the past few days, the small wooden shed where Zhou Jiuzhen and Ling Huanwu lived has been almost worn down by the villagers.
For several days in a row, Zhou Jiuzhen was busy with things at the mine and didn't go home.
Every time Ling Huanwu wanted to go out to the mining area to find him during the day, villagers would bring all sorts of things to thank her and her in-laws.
Each time she saw off the villagers, it was almost dark, which meant she didn't see Zhou Jiuzhen for several days in a row.
The triplets, eating the food brought by the villagers every day, grew increasingly plump and kept pestering Ling Huanwu to take them up the mountain.
Early that morning, Ling Huanwu gave each of the triplets a canvas bag, inside which she put their favorite crispy pastries and White Rabbit milk candies.
She carried a bag of freshly fried oyster pancakes and flatbreads, and remembering that Zhou Jiuzhen loved her peanut soup, she filled a thermos with peanut soup and rushed out the door, afraid that her aunt would come to deliver more things and she wouldn't be able to leave even if she wanted to.
As they passed the wooden shed where Song Yaoyao was being held, a woman's joyful yet hoarse and choked voice suddenly came from inside.
"Babies, babies, come here, it's Mommy!"
Song Yaoyao struggled to peek through the crack in the door, tears streaming down her face.
She struggled to reach her fingertips through the narrow crack in the door, trying to touch the children, but no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't reach out and touch the three children she longed for day and night.
The triplets were startled by the sudden noise and crouched behind Ling Huanwu, watching warily at the eye peeking out from the crack in the door, as if they had seen a ghost.
Seeing that the three children who came out of her womb avoided her like the plague, but were affectionate with Ling Huanwu like mother and children, Song Yaoyao felt heartbroken. Her hands, which were gripping the door crack, almost broke it apart.
At this moment, her hatred for Ling Huanwu was almost bursting out of her eyes.
Ling Huanwu met Song Yaoyao's murderous gaze at the door, a gaze that seemed to want to skin her alive and tear her apart.
She quickly covered the eyes of her three children, nodded to the guards, and hurried up the mountain.
Because the island's focus has been on quartz mining these days, there is a shortage of manpower, so the police officers are also helping to maintain order on the mountain, and the escorting of them into the city has been delayed again and again.
On the way up the mountain, the triplets chased butterflies and picked flowers, extremely excited, showing no signs of being affected by their recent sight of their birth mother being imprisoned.
Ling Huanwu followed behind, looking at their innocent and naive appearance, and felt a mix of emotions welling up inside her.
She recalled how the triplets treated her in her previous life, just as they treated Song Yaoyao today.
No mother can bear that kind of excruciating pain.
Fortunately, in this life, she is not their mother.
Without this constraint, she can face them with a more normal mindset and watch them grow freely.
*
After the temperature warmed up, the sun on the mountaintop became as scorching as fire.
Dust billowed from the mining site in the valley, and the clanging of shovels striking rocks mingled with the miners' chants, echoing through the valley.
Ling Huanwu carried a canvas bag, held one child in each hand, and protected the youngest child in her arms. Sweat dripped down her temples and clung to her sunburnt cheeks.
After finally getting through the makeshift wooden fence, Zhou Jiuzhen came into view in the distance.
He was wearing military green overalls, with his trousers rolled up to his knees, revealing his muscular calves, which were covered in mud and dust.
Sunlight shone on his sharply defined profile, and beads of sweat dripped down his jawline, hitting the ore at his feet and disappearing instantly.
But Ling Huanwu's lips, which had just turned up in a smile, froze in the next instant.
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