Chapter 029 Outbreak
When we arrived at the scene, a verbal fight was going on through the wall.
That was a family that lived more than a hundred meters away from Ma Chaoji's home, separated by two vegetable fields, with two dark red wooden doors closed.
"I know you're home, you son of a bitch."
Qin Mengmeng never underestimates the swearing vocabulary of an elderly woman in her sixties or seventies.
The extremely aggressive curse, enough to make people furious, was fired out like a cannonball, but it did not cause any waves. The other party closed the door and said nothing, willing to be a turtle.
Just like a martial artist practicing boxing against a wooden stake, the one-sided attack makes people depressed.
Qin Mengmeng turned and asked Ma Chaoji.
"What's going on with this family?"
She didn't say how you offended him, how you came to have such a big hatred with him, or what happened to you.
Ma Chaoji and his grandmother are both extremely proud and arrogant people.
Qin Mengmeng used to be such a person.
She knew how to deal with people like that.
Ma Chaoji whispered, "No one in this family is a good person."
His breathing was rapid, and Qin Mengmeng could see that he was in extreme emotional control, but in this state he still maintained sufficient verbal expression ability and told her the whole story.
This matter can be traced back to a long time ago, a generation ago.
When the two generations were grandparents, they had a dispute over the housing land and looked down on each other. Later, my parents' generation had conflicts over marriage and love issues and fought a life-and-death battle.
Later, the wave of migrant workers came, and adults left their hometowns and went south to work. They were not at home, and finally there were no major conflicts.
But the old people and children were all in the village and couldn't leave.
Things like today happen often.
The years of feud between three generations finally fermented into something like what happened at Xincheng High School. Ma Chaoji failed in a one-on-one fight and was beaten up by a group of people. He was sent to the ICU and almost died.
I have to say that high school students really have no sense of propriety when they act.
Strictly speaking, their grudges are far less serious than the ones in the previous two generations, such as you occupied my homestead and you slept with my wife.
But they were the ones making the most noise.
This is the second time a lawsuit involving death has occurred.
Qin Mengmeng couldn't find any trace of the little ghost, so she could only say, "Your bright future is not worth ruining because of something like this. I'll open the door in a while, and you stop your grandma from doing anything."
She had to open the door and find the little ghost.
If the door wasn't opened, she wouldn't know what was going on inside. To her, it was just like a horror movie.
In addition, she also had to control Ma Chaoji, who was outside, from acting impulsively.
The best way is to give him a task, a task to control others.
Qin Mengmeng never worried that her grandmother would cause any big trouble. The old lady didn’t live in vain to such an old age. She was only worried about Ma Chaoji.
Ma Chaoji was stunned when he heard this. He felt very strange: "Where can I get a bright future? And how are you going to open the door?"
Qin Mengmeng took two steps forward and said to her grandmother, "Grandma, please stop scolding me. I'll handle it."
Grandma was stunned. She frowned and said, "This is none of your business."
Qin Mengmeng didn't say much, and directly asked loudly: "Is the person inside still alive?!"
No one responded.
Qin Mengmeng let out a long sigh.
What the hell is going on? Kid, you better not let me catch you killing someone in there.
Otherwise, this matter may not be resolved peacefully.
The lock on the family's wooden door is an old-fashioned bolt, a piece of wood pinned behind two doors. It is a simple but effective structure.
In addition, the door has a protruding headboard to prevent climbing, and the walls on both sides are covered with broken glass and wrapped with barbed wire.
The protection is very complete, and the people here are in great danger.
Qin Mengmeng took out the key chain, took out the folding knife on the key, opened it to about fifteen centimeters long, turned it over with the blade facing up, and inserted the thin blade into the crack of the door.
Seeing her do this, grandma's face immediately changed. She came over and grabbed her hand, asking repeatedly: "What are you doing?"
When he looked back, he saw a smile on Ma Chaoji's face, and he seemed to be in a very happy mood. When he tried to come over to stop him, he stopped his grandmother.
Qin Mengmeng felt a headache.
"Don't worry, grandma. I have absolutely no bad intentions. But you are sure that this family must be in the house, right?"
Grandma said, "She must be in the house. I know what shit the old bitch wants to do as soon as she sticks her ass out."
Qin Mengmeng nodded: "I'm worried that something might happen if he stays in the house for such a long time without answering. After all, it's a bit dangerous for an old man to be alone at home."
Grandma sneered: "What kind of danger can there be?"
Qin Mengmeng had a blank expression on her face. She exerted force on her forearms, showing off the muscles she had developed in just two years.
If she hadn't brought the little ghost here, there would naturally be no danger.
The door lock moved up little by little.
Ma Chaoji actually came over and said, "I'll come and open her door."
Qin Mengmeng glanced at him coldly.
This little bastard actually thought about this.
"Stand back." Qin Mengmeng said coldly: "Didn't you ask me where your bright future lies? If this matter can be solved perfectly, you will naturally have a future. But if you dare to say a word or move your hands today, there will be no future for you."
"No matter what happens, you are not allowed to lift your arms for me."
Ma Chaoji was stunned on the spot.
With a bang, the wooden bolt was pushed up and fell to the ground.
Qin Mengmeng pushed the door open, walked in quickly, and shouted, "Is he still alive? If he's okay, just let him know!"
A shrill scream came from the inner room.
"Help!"
Qin Mengmeng took a deep breath and ran over quickly.
It's not like she had never seen a murder scene before. Once, on a construction site, a worker stabbed the contractor to death with a knife because of a salary dispute, and she was at the scene.
When they were taken away, the workers said thank you to Manager Qin, who was a good person.
Because she casually agreed with the contractor when they were arguing and asked him to advance the wages as soon as possible. Although these words were of no consequence, they still saved her life.
Her luck was really bad, so her family didn't want her to stay on the construction site any longer.
Although she doesn't care.
Sometimes she felt that being alive was good, and sometimes she felt that dying was also good. She really didn't care much about her life.
Even though it's a wild chicken, it can't be afraid of death, right? Otherwise it would be ridiculous.
But she did care about the little ghost.
Although the kid is arrogant, sensitive, difficult to talk to, has an extreme personality, and needs to be stroked, overall, this child is quite sensible.
Qin Mengmeng hopes that he will have a good future.
She rushed to the inner room and saw the little ghost standing there, blood all over the floor. An old man about the same age as grandma collapsed on the ground, his eyes blurred with tears, terrified, but unable to move.
Qin Mengmeng stood at the door of the room, blocking Ma Chaoji and his grandmother from coming in, and shouted sternly, "Stop!"
The kid looked up at her.
The extraordinary resentment on a face that looked exactly like Ma Chaoji highlighted his difference from the living version.
He had already tasted the pain of killing in the underworld.
Qin Mengmeng looked back.
When their eyes met, Qin Mengmeng did not flinch or show any emotion. She said calmly, "Go back."
"I'll take care of this."
The little ghost looked away, slowly lowered his head, and said blankly: "When I'm gone, she will bully my grandma."
Qin Mengmeng said again: "I will take care of this matter, go back and don't let anyone see you."
The little ghost clenched his fists, secretly looked up at her expression, thought for a long time, and finally disappeared on the spot.
Only then did Qin Mengmeng breathe a sigh of relief.
She made way for the grandmother behind her to rush in and help the person in the house up.
"Oh my god, what happened to you, old woman?" She lifted the clothes on the other's legs with concern and saw a circle of scars. "Who did this? Are you okay?"
Ma Chaoji showed a confused expression behind her.
Aren’t they in a life-and-death relationship?
Qin Mengmeng called him over, and he walked over obediently, his eyes never leaving the two old people.
People of this age don't understand. They think that the great insult and hatred between the two old people cannot be resolved. If he wants to leave his grandmother, he must clear away the obstacles for her.
Otherwise, when he comes back and sees his grandmother suffering, he will definitely regret it.
But in fact, for an old man who is alone in the village, perhaps having an enemy to pass the time is not a bad thing.
Qin Mengmeng held Ma Chaoji's shoulders and said, "Don't be impulsive in future actions. If you encounter something and don't know how to deal with it, come to me first."
"Many times, the problems you think are unsolvable are actually very simple for adults."
"When you encounter problems, you must first try to find an adult for help, understand?"
These words were spoken both to the living Ma Chaoji and to the little ghost.
Ma Chaoji nodded meekly.
He was still very confused about the brief love between the two old people.
Qin Mengmeng planned to explain it to him later when he asked.
At this moment, another loud shout suddenly came from outside the door.
"Oh my, what happened?! Why can I see resentment rising from a distance?"
A shrunken old man came hurriedly over.
It turned out to be an acquaintance.
The old man rushed into the inner room at a speed that was totally inconsistent with his age. When he saw two old ladies sitting on the ground hugging each other, he slapped his chest.
"Still alive! That's great, at least she's not dead, I thought!"
He squatted down first to examine the wound.
“It’s resentment.”
"Who are you provoking? You are already so old, but you still provoke this and that every day."
"It's okay, don't worry, I'll take a look."
"Fuck him too." He gasped as he looked at the wound.
"With such a heavy grudge, you are still alive, old woman! What kind of god is blessing you?"
After a long time, he raised his head and saw Qin Mengmeng.
"So it's you, the immortal."
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