Deng Damei was also very emotional.

Her own mother had never made this for her.

The moment she took the sanitary skirt in her hands, she treated her mother-in-law as her own mother.

While eating the crispy and chewy fruit, she smiled at Zhang Yunxi in a flattering way: "Teacher Zhang, please give me a few more."

"Eat and take at the same time." Zhang Yunxi pretended to be shocked.

"Is it possible?"

"Okay." Zhang Yunxi raised his chin, looking like he was about to praise me.

Deng Damei, who had been the director of the Women's Department for some time, had greatly improved her ability to organize language. Zhang Yunxi benefited greatly from the praises she received.

But Zhao Mo and Er Gouzi got goosebumps all over their bodies, and He Xiaoxiao, who was in a flow state, was the calmest.

Bang--

The door that was not tightly closed was violently pushed open by a panting villager. Before anyone could ask him what he was doing, he shouted, "Zhao Hongqiang is dead."

Deng Damei's chopsticks fell to the ground instantly.

Zhao Mo's mind also went blank.

Zhang Yunxi was the calmest and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Yuan Guixiang poisoned Zhang Yujie with pesticides and she died. She was frightened and fainted, and she seemed to have a miscarriage." The villagers did not expect that Yuan Guixiang had done such a big thing without saying a word.

When she heard about rat poison, even though Deng Damei was brave, she couldn't control her physiological reaction and her legs went weak.

Furthermore, the women's director cannot handle homicide cases alone.

Zhang Yunxi, who had the least emotional fluctuations in the whole scene, went to find the captain with the villagers. Before leaving, she saw Zhao Mo's dull eyes, squatted down, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and said seriously: "Zhao Mo, you have me!"

Zhao Mo's eyes gradually focused on his aunt's face.

Like a homeless child, he found his direction little by little.

Zhang Yunxi felt very distressed seeing her like this, but the murder case could not be delayed, so he hugged her and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll go take care of something and come back soon!"

When she went to find Captain Zhao, Shi Yanchun told her that Captain Zhao had already gone to Zhao Hongqiang's house.

Captain Zhao seemed to have aged several years. He stood silently at the door of Zhao Hongqiang's house, unmoved by the crying of the children inside. It was the gathering of more and more villagers that brought him back to his senses.

He sighed deeply and said weakly, "Let's find the police."

Perhaps if he had taught Zhao Hongqiang a lesson earlier and brought him to justice when he bullied Zhang Yunxi's sister, he would have let him know that the law cannot be violated and today's tragedy would not have happened.

The police arrived at the scene quickly, grabbed Yuan Guixiang's arm, pressed her shoulders, and escorted her towards the commune.

Yuan Dabao saw that his mother was going to be sent to a labor camp, and he sat on the ground and kicked his feet anxiously: "Why wasn't it you who died? If you died and my dad was still alive, I would still have a family, and maybe even an aunt. Now that my dad is dead, I have nothing!"

Yuan Guixiang suddenly broke free from the police's shackles and slapped him hard in the face. This slap used up all her strength and also threw away all her maternal love: "Just treat me as if I'm dead."

There was no trace of kindness in the woman's pupils.

Zhang Yunxi, who was watching from the sidelines, felt mixed emotions. She would never forgive Zhao Mo, who had been tortured by Yuan Guixiang in the past, in her entire life.

But Yuan Guixiang did suffer inhuman torture.

Ended up like this.

It's another form of revenge.

She won't do anything either.

The first time Yuan Dabao was beaten by his own mother, he had blood on the corner of his mouth and stared at his mother for a long time, unable to recover.

The villagers had no sympathy for Yuan Dabao. Everyone could see that Yuan Guixiang was not nice to Zhao Mo.

At the same time, everyone can see that Yuan Guixiang tried her best to make her son Yuan Dabao live a better life. Those who have been to her woodshed know that it is clean and tidy, with some small decorations. It is better to call it a smaller room than a woodshed.

There was originally a slight leak in the room, and after Yuan Guixiang shamelessly begged the captain for a few tiles, she started to mend the leak.

She took great pains to fix the hole.

Yuan Dabao didn't even look at it.

All he felt towards his mother was disgust and hatred!

The kind of hatred that makes me want her to die!

This child...

So scary!

In addition to the son she had with her ex-husband, Yuan Guixiang also has a son with Zhao Hongqiang.

The child also cried the most heartbreakingly. When Yuan Guixiang left, she looked at her son deeply. It was difficult for her to have any love for her and Zhao Hongqiang's child, and the child was not very dependent on her. To be more precise, the child had never relied on her and never felt that his mother was having a good time. Although he was not as desperate as Yuan Dabao, who wished her to die, it was not that good either.

because……

Her youngest son actually ate a candy and called Zhang Yujie "Mom".

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

How ridiculous.

Yuan Guixiang left and confessed to the crime.

I just beg to meet Deng Damei.

Deng Damei came to the police station and showed the police a certificate that everyone acknowledged that Zhao Hongqiang beat Yuan Guixiang every day. It was more like a larger piece of paper than a certificate, but there were many red thumbprints on the paper.

The police station sent people to investigate the specific situation.

The police even asked Yuan Guixiang to look at the certificate and said, "Tell me about you. You should be living a good life. How could you make such a big mistake?"

The bright red thumbprints represent that someone still cares about her a little bit.

The person she had never cared about before, now cared about her a little bit.

Yuan Guixiang clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms. "I understand. Can I meet our women's director?"

"Okay." The police called Deng Damei over.

Yuan Guixiang looked at the round-faced girl in front of her and thought that she was really a little silly.

He spent so much effort on her and even got a certificate to reduce her sentence.

The stupidest person she had ever met.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Deng Damei spoke first: "You haven't experienced the beauty of the world yet. Don't give up on life."

Yuan Guixiang looked at her and whispered in her heart: I understand a little bit.

Deng Damei continued, "Your situation is different. You have been beaten and abused for a long time and you are resisting. I have learned about it. You will not be sentenced to death. You still have hope!"

Seeing her serious and stubborn expression, Yuan Guixiang suddenly smiled with relief, took out thirty yuan that she had saved for a long time from her closest clothes, and said softly: "This is for you, as a compensation for your dowry."

The day Deng Damei got married was the day she most wanted to rest in her life. She wanted to see how the kind-hearted women's director would get married. She was the girl who protected her the most and spoke the most heartfelt words to her.

Yuan Guixiang sincerely wished her a good life, and she even specially prepared ten eggs, hoping that they could have a happy life.

But Zhao Hongqiang didn't let her go out that day.

She missed it.

Now I can make up for it.

"I don't want it. Keep it for when you get out of prison." Deng Damei said.

Yuan Guixiang smiled, put the money on the ground, and before Deng Damei could stop her, she said, "Are you curious about why I killed Zhao Hongqiang?"