God's arrangement is amazing.
In the past, Li Gen was away all year round, and Chen Jinhua had no chance to start, and now she doesn't need to start.
Because Li Gen fell in love with her son, Wang Yuemei was equivalent to cutting off his sons and grandsons.
Chen Jinhua finally won one round and stepped on Wang Yuemei's head.
She would wake up laughing in her dreams, Wang Yuemei, you look down on me, say I'm ugly, I only deserve to be married to a pock, and also say that my son is not promising, but your eldest son with the longest face and promising future is turned around by my son. The world's joke.
After knowing that Li Gen's heart was on his son, Chen Jinhua stopped and didn't want to kill Wang Yuemei.
But there are some things that you really can't predict.
The first day of Wang Yuemei's death was the day when Chen Jinhua and Lao Li got engaged, and Wang Yuemei wanted to mention it.
Chen Jin's huāxin is not only filled with new hatred and old hatred, but also other things. Wang Yuemei is the biggest obstacle between Li Gen and her son. As long as Wang Yuemei is dead, they will leave the village and go to the big city.
Moreover, when Wang Yuemei died, she would receive a lot of gifts.
Li Gen won't let her family suffer in winter, and life will definitely get better.
Chen Jinhua's thoughts of killing arose, she waited for the opportunity, and on the day when there was a happy event in Shanghechang, when no one in the village was around, she made all the preparations and stabbed Wang Yuemei to death with scissors, killing a chicken to let blood.
A man who has done farm work for most of his life is so strong that even a lame man can drag a corpse.
Chen Jinhua dragged Wang Yuemei to the chicken coop, put on the honeysuckle with chicken excrement on her, and stuffed it into the foul-smelling chicken coop.
After doing this, Chen Jinhua calmly went back and hid the blood. Sitting in the yard, she used the scissors that killed Wang Yuemei to cut the peppers, relying on the pungent spicy taste to cover up the bloody smell on her body, and also paralyzed herself. human facts.
Chen Jinhua's voice stopped, and her breath became weaker and weaker. She looked at her son, with tears in her fine-lined eyes, but also reluctance, "Don't bury Mom and Dad with... Mom and no one... No... "
Huang Dan turned his head as if he was inducted. The man was at the door. He should have just arrived. He heard the second half of the part where Chen Jinhua killed Wang Yuemei.
When he turned around again, Chen Jinhua had closed her eyelids, her hands were hanging down, and she was lying beside the bed, dead.
It was a solid death, no regrets.
There was still a lion dance outside, the gongs and drums were loud, and the children laughed and ran past the gate of the courtyard, beaming with joy.
Huang Dan sat on the stool, Li Gen was at the door, they maintained that posture, and no one broke the oppressive atmosphere.
A beggar knocked on the door, wanting to beg for something delicious on the first day of the new year.
No one paid him any attention.
Huang Dan didn't take care of Li Gen, and when he passed by Li Gen, he didn't look up. He went to the village chief for advice, and the village chief agreed.
When Huang Dan came back, Li Gen was no longer there.
He breathed a sigh of relief, really afraid that Li Gen couldn't control it, and he came up to beat him, and if he made another mistake, he would be beaten to death.
Chen Jinhua was buried under a hillside, leaning against a forest, she was alone, quietly.
Zhang Yingxiong's parents knew that Chen Jinhua was dead, but they didn't appear to be gloating. People were gone, and it was meaningless to say or do anything.
Huang Dan feeds the chickens and ducks at home, draws with pencils on his pen during the day, and lights the kerosene lamp at night to look at the beams of the house in a daze. Li Gen has never come back. He estimates that he probably won't see him before he leaves this world.
Dust to dust, dust to dust, the grudges of the previous generation disappeared with the passing of the previous generation, and there is no need to mix into the future life.
This is Huang Dan's understanding.
He couldn't ask Li Gen to be the same as himself.
After all, Huang Dan is just a bystander, an outsider, and Li Gen is different, he is the son of another client.
When the rape blossoms bloomed, Li Gen came back.
Huang Dan was painting in the courtyard, but before he could respond, Li Gen was dragged into the room.
The points have been used up, and one chrysanthemum spirit root given by Mr. System is not enough. Huang Dan gave it credit, and it did its best to apply for three Huang Dan.
The results are still not enough.
The bitter Huang Dan was alive and hurt.
Huang Dan opened his eyes, he was still in the house, alive again, "Mr. System, what's going on?"
The system made a sound, "Mr. Huang, maybe it's not your time to leave."
Huang Dan rolled his eyes and was frightened by a savage in front of him. He opened his eyes wide, "Brother?"
His voice was so hoarse, it was estimated that he had been lying there for a few days.
System, "Five days."
Huang Dan asked, "Then why didn't Li Gen bury me?"
The system shows him the saved