Chapter 184 Seeing us, a widow and orphans, they want to eat our spoils.
When the matter was mentioned, Xia Wanggui's body trembled violently, and his emotions, which had just calmed down, were instantly ignited by hatred.
Her soul began to fluctuate violently, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and a mournful cry seemed about to rise uncontrollably again:
"But later... the hype died down, the visitors left, the news stopped reporting on it, the leaders stopped coming, and the village returned to its former tranquility..."
"Wang Shu's uncle, Qiao Dashan, has finally revealed his true colors!"
Xia Wanggui suddenly screamed, and the tiny soul that was floating next to Shen Yuepo floated over and hugged its mother's leg with its semi-transparent little hands.
"He saw that we were an orphan and a widow, all alone and helpless..." Xia Wanggui's voice suddenly lowered, but became even more chilling, "He wanted to take advantage of us!"
Two streams of bloody tears flowed from her eyes. "Wang Shu is an only child, and his parents-in-law passed away early."
"After his sacrifice, we received a pension from the state, subsidies for martyrs' families, some savings that my wife and I had accumulated, a few acres of poor land, and a fairly decent house..."
"In Qiao Dashan's eyes, they've all become a piece of fat meat!"
Xia Wanggui's voice was filled with anger, "At first, he pretended to take care of us, saying he was afraid that my daughter and I wouldn't be able to make a living. Later, he openly and secretly said that his son needed money to get married and that he wanted to borrow money."
"Later, they said they wanted to renovate their house and move to my and Wangshu's house. I disagreed! When Qiao Dashan saw that I disagreed, he became hostile."
“He’s used to bullying everyone in the village because he has many sons. He first forced me to sign a document transferring the land to his family’s name!”
"Then, he pried open the lock on my door, threw out my and my daughter's belongings, and said that the house was the ancestral property of the Qiao family, and since Wang Shu was dead, it should belong to him, the eldest uncle of the branch of the family!"
"It was winter... My child and I were forced into a dilapidated woodshed!"
“I went to the village chief to reason with him. At first, the village chief frowned and said, ‘Qiao Dashan is being unreasonable; we’ll take care of him.’”
"But when I came back, Qiao Dashan gave him money and treated him to several meals... The village chief's attitude changed, and he came to persuade me instead."
Xia Wanggui suddenly imitated the village chief's tone, his voice so greasy it was nauseating:
“Wang Gui, please be understanding. The Da Shan family is indeed in dire straits. Your family only has you and a baby left. Having so much land and money is of little use to you. It's better to give it to the Da Shan family; they'll remember your kindness and take care of you and your baby in the future…”
Xia Wanggui's voice was filled with sorrow and irony:
“What about the other people in the village? At first, a few aunties couldn’t stand it and secretly brought me some food and said a few words of justice.”
"But Qiao Dashan is used to being domineering in the village, who dares to really offend him? Those families who spoke up for me either got into trouble with Qiao Dashan or had their fields sabotaged by others..."
"Gradually... no one dared to say a word. They even advised me, 'Forget it, Wangshu, it's better to avoid trouble. Anyway, it's a waste for us, a widow and her child, to take those things...'"
“But I’m not reconciled! Holding my child and Wang Shu’s martyr’s certificate, I wanted to go to town to report him! To call the police. I believe the country will not abandon the martyr’s widow and child!”
"But... Qiao Dashan had already bribed the person in charge of petitions in the town, and that director who often drove to the village and called Qiao Dashan his brother!"
"I had just arrived in town and hadn't even entered the government building when I was stopped by two men in uniform! They looked fierce and said I was being unreasonable and disrupting peace and stability!"
"They stole my martyr's certificate and tore it to pieces right in front of me!" Xia Wanggui's voice suddenly rose, filled with endless despair.
"They said... if I dare to cause any more trouble, they'll lock me up! And I'll never see my child again!"
“They even threatened me, saying that Wang Shu was a hero, and his reputation could not be tarnished. If I made any more trouble, I would be disgracing the hero… and letting down the country…”
Xia Wanggui's cries had turned into blood-soaked wails, and his soul was fluctuating so violently that it was on the verge of collapse.
"I...I was holding my child, carrying my torn-up martyr's certificate, and they chased me back to the village like I was a beggar..."
"When Qiao Dashan found out, he became even more ruthless. He used to give her three meals a day, but now he only gives her a little bit of spoiled food and cold water. The child developed a high fever... and couldn't even cry out anymore..." She looked down at the innocent and ignorant soul of her child in her arms, and tears rolled down her cheeks like broken beads.
“I went to beg Qiao Dashan… to ask him for some money to treat my child… He stood at the door of the woodshed, sneering, and said, ‘It’s better if he dies; it saves us from wasting food!’”
“That night… it was snowing heavily outside, and the woodshed was as cold as an ice cellar. My child was getting colder and colder in my arms…” Xia Wanggui’s voice was as light as a feather, yet it was filled with endless hatred.
"I will never forget that, at the very end, my child smiled at me and called out 'Mommy'..."
Xia Wanggui suddenly raised his head and let out a sharp shriek, causing the ground nearby to tremble:
"They all must die! Qiao Dashan! Those lackeys! Those cold-blooded beasts! Not one of them will live!"
Her soul began to expand wildly, and Shen Yuepo hurriedly made a hand seal, only to see Xia Wanggui suddenly calm down and float towards the desolate grave while holding the child.
“My child is gone, my world has collapsed. Later I dug a hole…” She gently stroked the grave mound, “and put the child in it… and I lay down in it too.”
Xia Wanggui turned his head to look at Chen Yuepo, his eyes filled with a chilling madness and hatred. "That day, I was right next to my child, and it was so cold to the bone..."
She gave a bitter smile, "What's even more ridiculous is that after we died, they all gave the same story, saying that my son and I died of illness..."
"But!" she suddenly screamed, her resentment surging and crashing against the faint golden light that protected her.
"I will die with my eyes wide open! At first, I could do nothing but be trapped here. Later, hatred and resentment gnawed at me day and night! Finally, after a year, I comprehended the art of creating barriers!"
"I'll make them hear me and my child crying every night! I want them to remember the sins they've committed! I want them to... never have a peaceful day!!"
A piercing scream echoed across the silent wilderness, filled with hatred.
Shen Yuepo listened quietly, her cold face expressionless, but deep in her eyes, it seemed as if ice was freezing.
She slowly raised her hand, and her fingertips once again gathered a soft yet powerful spiritual light, attempting to soothe Xia Wanggui's almost collapsing soul.
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