Dong Yingying was struck by lightning.
She opened her mouth, her eyes almost popping out, staring at Meng Yongli.
"You...you can't lie! Even if she hits you, you can't give in!"
Meng Yongli's mouth was full of blood, and when Lin Wanjun moved her arm slightly, she was so scared that she held her head.
"I was the one who lied before. The reason Lin Wanjun took Xiaohu and Xiaohua away was because Meng Fugen almost beat them to death!"
"Then, Xiaohu and Xiaohua must be very happy when they know Jiang Xiaoyu has returned home, right? After all, their mother is back!"
Dong Yingying tried hard to force a smile, but the corners of her mouth were twitching, and her smile was uglier than crying.
Meng Yongli shook her head repeatedly.
"Meng Fugen hung Jiang Xiaoyu from a tree in the cadre school and whipped her, forcing Xiaohu and Xiaohua to go home. Those two kids... hate you so much!"
"Xiao Hu's grandma called you a beast that deserves to go to hell!"
Dong Yingying's lips were trembling.
She has been training in the county these days and can't wait to come back and see Xiaohu and his family reunited.
She imagined countless times that Xiaohu and Xiaohua were grateful to her, that Xiaohu's grandmother would hold her hand and praise her for being a good person, and that Jiang Xiaoyu would cry and say that she was wrong.
She was clearly doing a good deed, clearly wanting the child to have a mother, so how could she have ended up killing someone?
"The death of Grandma Xiaohu..."
Dong Yingying kept swallowing, trying to find a reason not to blame herself.
Meng Yongli didn't dare to say anything and kept looking at her father Meng Shuan Gou.
My father said that this was a shameful thing, and even if Meng Fugen had beaten the man to death, he couldn't go out and tell anyone about it.
Otherwise, not only would Meng Fugen die, but all the people with the surname Meng in the village would be disgraced.
Meng Shuangou was still struggling, trying to escape from Song Zhanjin's hands.
But who is Song Zhanjin? How could he give him a chance to escape?
Lin Wanjun pinched Dong Yingying's chin and forced her to look up into her eyes.
"Meng Yongli doesn't dare to say it, so I'll tell you!"
"Grandma Xiaohu was beaten to death by Meng Fugen. She lost her life protecting her daughter-in-law and grandchildren. Dong Yingying, you are the indirect murderer!"
Dong Yingying didn't dare to look into Lin Wanjun's eyes.
She avoided his gaze and stammered, "This... This is impossible! You must be talking nonsense. How can a mother-in-law die for her daughter-in-law?"
Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have been natural enemies since ancient times!
Lin Wanjun sneered.
"Do you think there are no good people in this world? Do you think you're the only hero who upholds justice? What? Are you sent by God to save the earth?"
Dong Yingying subconsciously shouted, "I was sent by God to save the Song family. I would never do anything wrong. There must be a misunderstanding!"
Lin Wanjun pushed Dong Yingying away heavily.
"Misunderstanding? You're just an idiot being used!"
Dong Yingying's expression was one of panic and fear.
She looked at Meng Yongli for a while, then at Meng Shuan Gou, her mind constantly recalling what had happened before, and her body shook more and more violently.
That was the fact she dared not face!
Lin Wanjun pointed at the corduroy clothes on Dong Yingying.
"This is the cloth I gave to the old lady. Chinese New Year is coming soon, so I want to make her and the children some new clothes. The children's clothes are already patched up."
"You were born in a military compound, and have lived a life of luxury since childhood. While you're doing this for the children's good, you're robbing them of their only joy."
"Dong Yingying, doesn't your conscience hurt?"
Every word Lin Wanjun said was like a slap in Dong Yingying's face.
When Meng Yongli gave her the new clothes, she actually didn't like them very much.
Her bedroom in the military compound was filled with all kinds of beautiful clothes, which were a hundred times more beautiful than this dark and heavy corduroy top.
But she still gave Meng Yongli face and put on new clothes.
Who would have thought that this was a gift from Lin Wanjun to Xiaohu and his sister...
"Guess how this fabric ended up in Meng Yongli's hands? Huh?"
Lin Wanjun was laughing, but her laugh scared Dong Yingying.
"This is the stolen property that Meng Fugen used to bribe Meng Shuan Gou. Now, you're wearing it, Dong Yingying. How do you feel?"
As if bitten by a poisonous snake, Dong Yingying took off her clothes and threw them at Meng Yongli.
"Didn't you say this was the fabric you bought?"
Meng Yongli kept silent and just sobbed, covering her swollen face.
After a long time, Dong Yingying finally came to her senses.
"Where are Jiang Xiaoyu and Xiaohu? Are they...are they okay?"
Lin Wanjun laughed loudly as if she had heard a huge joke.
"What qualifications do you have to care about them? Jiang Xiaoyu was hiding well, and Meng Fugen couldn't find him. But you, on the other hand, aided and abetted the evil, which led to today's tragedy."
"Do you think Jiang Xiaoyu and Xiaohu will hate you to death?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaohu appeared out of nowhere, pounced on Dong Yingying, and bit her shoulder with his mouth.
"You bad guy! Why did you want to bring my mother back?"
Xiaohu was like a crazy little beast, wishing to tear Dong Yingying into pieces.
"I always knew where my mom was hiding! I didn't let Xiaohua cry or look for her. I didn't want her to come back and suffer!"
"Grandma brought us up well in the cadre school. Xiaohua and I don't need a complete family at all. She can only survive if Mom leaves home!"
Dong Yingying screamed in pain as she was bitten, but she was unable to break free from Xiaohu's sharp teeth.
Xiaohu watched his grandmother being beaten to death. He witnessed all the cruelty and his heart was filled with hatred.
"Help! Zhan Jin, help me! I'm in so much pain!"
Dong Yingying asked Song Zhanjin for help. She was sure that if no one came to her rescue, Xiaohu would probably bite her throat off.
Song Zhanjin remained indifferent.
This is what Dong Yingying owes to Xiaohu and his sister, and this is the debt she should repay.
In the end, Lin Wanjun stepped forward and took Xiaohu away.
The child, who was as ferocious as a little wolf the moment before, was crying loudly in Lin Wanjun's arms the next moment.
"Sister, my grandma is dead! They killed her!"
Isn’t Lin Wanjun heartbroken too?
However, no amount of tears can bring back the lives that have been lost!
Meng Shuangou broke free from Song Zhanjin's hands, crawled over, and supported Meng Yongli, who was beaten into a pig's head.
"Let's go! Go home!"
The development of things was completely beyond Meng Shuangou's expectations.
He thought that with their large numbers they could force the cadre school to surrender and rescue Meng Fugen.
In fact, Meng Shuangou didn't care about Meng Fugen's life or death. He just wanted to show his ability as the director and to save the face of Liulin Farm Commune.
There was a murderer in the commune, and he might even lose his position as director!
But he hadn't expected that Lin Wanjun would be so good at stirring people's hearts, instantly dissolving the people he had worked so hard to gather...
Meng Yongli's legs went weak and she leaned in her father's arms.
"Dad, what about...what about Dong Yingying?"
Meng Shuan Gou cursed with a cold face.
"If she hadn't taken it upon herself to find Jiang Xiaoyu, would so much trouble have happened? Ugh, a disaster!"
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