Changping Village.

The main hall of Lao Wang's family became a hell on earth.

Even the old ladies in the village who loved to watch people doing nothing and crying were wiping away tears while watching. Some of them couldn't bear to watch anymore.

Why?

Because there is a kind of "crying for mourning" that subverts their understanding.

Originally, they all felt that when someone died in a family, those relatives who cried loudly were the saddest. However, at this moment, Yang Huamei's behavior deeply shocked them.

When Yang Huamei staggered into the main room and saw Wang Shuanzi lying upright on the door panel, his face covered with straw paper and his body covered with a quilt, she just paused and did not cry.

She obviously wanted to get her wings and fly back, but when her foot actually slipped through the door and saw him, she didn't dare to move forward.

He held the door tightly with both hands, turned sideways and stared at the person lying on the door panel in horror, shaking his head from slow to fast, muttering: "No, no, that's not a bolt, it's not..."

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Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Liu wiped away their tears and came over to support her: "Mei'er, my condolences and my resignation..."

Yang Huamei suddenly turned her head crazily and shouted at her two sisters-in-law: "Shut up, shut up, that's not Shuanzi, not my Shuanzi, you are talking nonsense!"

Both Sun and Liu were frightened. They came to help her again with tears in their eyes. Yang Huamei suddenly got the strength to push them away. She ran to the door like crazy and opened the door with trembling hands.

Open Wang Shuan and cover his face with papyrus.

Wang Shuanzi was lying with his face turned sideways, leaving the half of Yang Huamei's face stiff and sallow, like a piece of dead pork smeared with thick tung oil. While reflecting the cold oily light, it also gave off a strong aura of death.

"Shuanzi, why are you sleeping here in such a cold weather? Don't you know you're weak? Come on, wake up, I'll help you back to bed..."

On the side, Yang Huaming, Yang Huazhou and Wang Hongtao saw that Yang Huamei was going to help Wang Shuanzi up, so they quickly came over to stop him.

"Meier, the bolt has gone. Just look at him and don't touch him..."

"Why can't I touch my own man, the father of my child?"

Yang Huamei suddenly raised her head like a fierce female animal to interrupt Yang Huaming's words.

Yang Huaming was stunned for a moment. He couldn't tell her that we spent a lot of effort to give Shuanzi such a relatively decent appearance, right?

"mother!"

At this time, Xiao Hei was brought to the main room by Yang Ruoqing.

At this time, Xiao Hei was crying until his eyes were red and swollen.

Today, he was also on the way to the mountains to look for Wang Shuanzi. Originally, he didn't want to go into the mountains to look for him. Wouldn't it be nice to warm up at home in the cold weather?

Moreover, in his mind as a son, Wang Shuanzi is his father. Only his father is worried about his movements as a son, so how can any son go to his father? His father is an adult, so Xiao Hei still feels very safe with Wang Shuanzi.

Yes, I don’t think anything will happen to my father after he disappeared for two days and one night.

Even when he followed his cousins ​​up the mountain to find his father, he was still unhappy until he saw his father with only one head left under the tree, and the things in the bundle that looked like pig liver, lungs, and intestines.

When he picked up the things, he suddenly realized that his father was also an ordinary person and he would die.

From now on, he will be a child without a father...

"Mom, you have to hold on. Dad is gone, but you still have me. I will stay with you and take care of you!"

Xiao Hei cried and shouted out the words that Yang Ruoqing had taught him for a long time. Although Yang Ruoqing gave these lines, these tears were his own.

He came over and hugged Yang Huamei. He originally thought that the mother and son would hug each other and cry. After Yang Huamei cried and vented her emotions, he pulled her to the side. The others quickly covered the straw paper back, and then quickly loaded the coffin after nightfall.

Encoffined.

"Snapped!"

Yang Huamei slapped Xiao Hei with a backhand, making Xiao Hei's face confused and his eyes aggrieved.

"Mom, why did you hit me?"

"You are the one who is being beaten. You are spitting shit. Your father is obviously asleep. You want to curse him, you unfilial thing!"

Yang Huamei was fierce and ferocious like never before, and almost poked Xiao Hei's eyes with her fingers. Xiao Hei was so frightened that he quickly hid behind Yang Ruoqing and shouted: "Cousin, save me, my mother is crazy!"

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to protect Xiao Hei, while also looking at Yang Huamei closely.

I saw Yang Huamei with disheveled hair, red eyes, and black energy coming out of her body, just like Mei Chaofeng who had gone crazy after practicing martial arts.

"Qing'er, please don't protect him. That brat is not a good guy. He is always angry. Shuan Zi has been worried about these two sons all night long and has been unable to sleep. His health is not good to begin with. He relies on his body every day.

He was hanging on with such bitter medicine. He often told me that if he didn't worry about his two children, he wouldn't want to live. But what about these two children? Each one is worse than the other, and my father-in-law, he doesn't care either.

Xin, this quarrel between me and Shuanzi was all because of him. Where have you been hiding, old man? Come out, come out!"

Yang Huamei's speech was completely incoherent. After scolding Xiao Hei, she scolded Dabai, and after scolding Dabai, she scolded Wang Hongquan. She couldn't listen to anyone's advice, as if she was out of her mind, as if she was the only voice in the world.

At this time, Mrs. Tan also arrived with Yang Huazhong. Seeing Yang Huamei like this, Mrs. Tan became anxious. No one else dared to rush up to pull Yang Huamei for fear that she would do something drastic.

As soon as Tan entered the door, she saw Yang Huamei pointing at the sky and cursing, stamping her feet and putting her hands on her hips. Without thinking, Tan rushed forward and hugged Yang Huamei: "Daughter, if you don't feel pain, just cry loudly. Don't torture like this."

Self, you have to be more open-minded about the fact that people cannot be resurrected after death..."

"It's not dead, it's not dead, Shuanzi is not dead!"

Yang Huamei shouted in a high voice. When she pulled her hands out of Tan's arms, she used too much force. Tan was thin and unprepared, so she staggered and fell onto the door panel behind her.

All this happened so unexpectedly that there were people inside and outside the hall, but no one could save him in time.

With a bang, the door panel was knocked over by Mrs. Tan, and Wang Shuanzi's body rolled to the ground. The head was originally loose, so it rolled to the door and fell at Mrs. Liu's feet.

The news that Mrs. Liu originally learned from Yang Huaming was that Wang Shuanzi had been found, but he was already dead. The cause of death was probably that he was bitten by a leopard. His body was hanging on a tree, with several pieces of meat missing from his body...

Mr. Liu imagined that there were a few pieces of meat missing, that is, the arms, thighs and buttocks were bitten into pits, but he never thought that even the head was separated from the body.

She originally saw something rolling towards her and subconsciously wanted to bend down to pick it up, but she saw it was Zhuanzi's head. The other side of the face was gone, and the upper and lower back alveoli could be seen from the outside.
Chapter completed!