A squeamish bag can defeat a hundred [quick travel]

Zhou Xiujin killed Zhang Jiantong in his first year of junior high school.

That year, Zhang Jiantong went to the hospital to find out that he had advanced liver cancer. The doctor said that the operation would cost 14 yuan. Zhang Jiantong did not have so much money. He mortgaged his house and fields to the village, borrowed [-] yuan from the village, and borrowed another [-] yuan from usury. Yan Hongyu's father, Zhou Xiujin's grandfather, borrowed fifty thousand.

It was said to be a loan, but it was actually a threat with a kitchen knife.

Zhang Jiantong didn't borrow a penny from his family because he knew he couldn't pay it back.

Yan Hongyu doesn’t have a mobile phone, so she doesn’t know what Zhang Jiantong has done. She works day and night in the factory, and she has to support a family. She has a daughter in elementary school and a child in junior high school, and a giant blood-sucking vampire insect.

Zhang Jiantong went to the hospital accompanied by the old man Zhang and Zhang Guoping with the money he had scraped together. He had an operation, but the operation was not successful, so he had to go home and wait for death.

Zhang Jiantong got cancer and the news that the operation failed was told by the three sisters of the Zhang family to Yan Hongyu.

The three sisters of the Zhang family first went to the factory. Zhang Yulan and Zhang Womei grabbed Yan Hongyu's hair, beat and scolded her, called her a Koff, and called her a dead star.

Yan Hongyu was abused by Zhang Jiantong for many years, and she maintained a high-intensity job every day. Her body was weak, and her strength was no match for the three sisters of the Zhang family. She was grabbed by Zhang Yulan's hair and slapped by Zhang Womei.

Under the watchful eyes of all the employees in the factory, Yan Hongyu's dignity was torn off by the three sisters of Zhang's family, she was thrown on the ground and stepped on, and even spit.

When Yan Hongyu was beaten to the point where she lost all strength, Zhang Yucui came over to sing a white face, she said softly, "Sister, Jiantong doesn't have much time to live, now you quit your job and go back to take care of him, okay?"

Zhang Yulan and Zhang Womei dragged Yan Hongyu to resign, and then escorted her back to Zhang's house.

Yan Hongyu saw Zhang Jiantong lying on the bed. Zhang Jiantong's complexion was not good, his eyes were gloomy, and the eyes staring at Yan Hongyu were like cold poisonous snakes.

Zhang Guoping came to supervise Yan Hongyu three times a day to see if Yan Hongyu was taking good care of Zhang Jiantong. If Yan Hongyu did not do a good job, then Zhang Guoping would beat and scold her, and said that he was helping his brother discipline his wife.

It is said that people who are about to die have good words, but Zhang Jiantong is exactly the opposite. He curses Yan Hongyu every day on the bed, insults Yan Hongyu with the most vicious language, and scolds God for being unfair, causing him to get liver cancer instead of Yan Hongyu .

"Why don't you die like a bitch!" Zhang Jiantong sprayed the chewed rice on Yan Hongyu's face.

Yan Hongyu sat in front of the bed, staring blankly at the lunch box.

She said to herself, just endure this period of time, Zhang Jiantong will die soon, and her nightmare will end soon.

When Zhou Xiujin came back from school, she saw Yan Hongyu looked like a walking corpse. The only difference between her and the walking corpse was her eyes. Yan Hongyu's eyes would light up slightly when she saw Zhou Xiujin.

Zhou Xiujin's memory is very good, so he can clearly remember Yan Hongyu's appearance six years ago. Although Yan Hongyu washed her face with tears every day six years ago, she still looked good.

There used to be a dignified and beautiful charm between her eyebrows and eyes, like a lady from a great family, but now, that charm has been wiped away by years of beatings and scolding.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Zhou Xiujin stepped forward to support Yan Hongyu.

"...No." Yan Hongyu was in a daze for a moment, and then she stroked Zhou Xiujin's face with rough hands: "Zhang Jiantong...he will die soon." After Yan Hongyu finished speaking, she seemed to express her happiness, so she squeezed out gave a stiff smile.

Zhou Xiujin inexplicably felt that this smile was a bit glaring, as if it had a thorn in it, and it suddenly pierced his heart.

Yan Hongyu didn't know that Zhang Jiantong had borrowed money from her father until the old man Yan came to ask her for money.

The old man Yan was robbed of 70 yuan. At the age of more than [-] years old, he ran to Yan Hongyu panting on a tricycle. The distance between the three mountains was a natural barrier for other old men. For old man Yan, it was just a matter of riding a tricycle for a while .

When Yan's mother committed suicide by taking pesticides when she was young, the old man thought it was bad luck, so he went to a fortune teller. The fortune teller said that the old man had taken a life on his body, and being haunted by death was a sign of short life, unless he did good deeds in the second half of his life to accumulate blessings.So Old Man Yan helped people build houses and temples for free, which may be a real blessing. He lived healthy and healthy until he was over 70 years old. Looking at Old Man Yan’s hale and hearty appearance, he may live to 99 years old.

Old man Yan grabbed Yan Hongyu and scolded her, calling her a prodigal and white-eyed wolf, saying that a married daughter is like poured water, but she is fine, and she has to scoop a big wave of water from her natal well before leaving.

Fifty thousand is old man Yan's coffin book, which the old man kept for his son to build a house.

Yan Hongyu has not been in contact with the old man for so many years since she left home. She hates her father and just wants to make a clean break with him. Like her eldest sister and second sister, she has never gone back to see old man Yan.She thought that she and this man would never meet again, but she never expected that her biological father would come to her because of this situation.

The father and daughter who haven't seen each other for more than 20 years are like enemies when they meet again.

How ridiculous, how sad.But the reality is like this, her biological father never treated her as a daughter for a day.

The old man Yan kept making troubles, so Yan Hongyu ran to Zhang Jiantong to confront him face to face. Smash it.

The pieces of porcelain shattered into pieces, and the shards splashed into the air, then fell low.

The old man Yan was trembling with anger when he heard it. He blew his beard and stared, but he didn't dare to scold Zhang Jiantong, so he chased Yan Hongyu and yelled at him, and finally sat on the ground and cried endlessly.

The old man Yan was strong and strong, and his voice was loud, and a bunch of neighbors came to watch. Zhang Jiantong felt ashamed, so he locked the door of his room, leaving Yan Hongyu alone to face all this.

With muddy tears streaming down his bark-like face, Old Man Yan patted the ground and cursed: "Unfilial daughter! Unfilial! I haven't come back to fulfill my filial piety for more than 20 years! When I came back, I robbed my coffin book of 5 yuan!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, how can there be such a daughter." "Shameless." "It must be too black-hearted, so she was divorced by her ex-husband." "Let her man come out and teach her."

Buzzing discussions erupted one after another.Yan Hongyu suddenly felt dizzy and nauseated, and a sense of weakness and powerlessness swept over this frail body, easily destroying the control over her body. Yan Hongyu supported the wall to keep her body from being limp on the ground.

Why is this happening?

what happened?

Old man Yan's cries were intertwined with the villagers' comments. In the noisy voice, she seemed to hear Zhang Jiantong's insults. Every time she was raped by Zhang Jiantong, she would hear all kinds of foul language. The scolding sound came from the dead body, trying to tear her spine away.

Yan Hongyu's back slumped all of a sudden, and with a pale face, she wrote an IOU to Old Man Yan, and sent Old Man Yan away with a low profile.

She stood alone at the gate for a long time, looking at the back of Yan's father pedaling a tricycle, and looking at the neighbors all around dully, her dry eyes rolled slowly, and cast her blank gaze on the face of the neighbor watching a show.

Countless malicious eyes surrounded her.

She felt that all this was very strange. Suddenly Zhang Jiantong got cancer, and before she had time to thank God, she suddenly became heavily in debt.

It's weird here.

Surrounded by monsters, they stared at the eyes the size of copper bells, opened their bloody mouths and surrounded her, they wanted to swallow her in one bite, eat all her flesh, and then spit out the bones, spitting a mouthful of phlegm on the white bones .

"I want to go..." Yan Hongyu stood there for a long time, then murmured: "I want to go..."

I don't want to be here.

I want to go.

But where can I go?

I have no home, the Yan family is not my home.I took Xiu Jin and Ling Qian with me, where can I go?

No, I'm leaving.

If I don't go, I'm going to die.

Yan Hongyu staggered a few steps.

Hearing Yan Hongyu's words, the troublemaker shouted, "Her man is dying of illness, and she wants to leave?! This kind of woman really has no conscience!" "Shameless! Vicious woman!" "In the past, this kind of bitch I'm going to soak the pig cage!" "Quick, let's go find Zhang Guoping and keep her here..."

Zhang Guoping brought the bold Yan Hongyu to Zhang Jiantong, and slapped Yan Hongyu instead of Zhang Jiantong.

Yan Hongyu was slapped to the ground, her pale face instantly swollen.

Zhang Jiantong was very angry. He yelled angrily, "You want to leave before I die?! Where are you going? Are you going to take Ling Qian away! Bitch!"

The more Zhang Jiantong scolded, the more furious he felt. He thought of Zhang Lingqian, and then his heart suddenly panicked.

After he died, Yan Hongyu would definitely remarry, and then Zhang Lingqian would be beaten and scolded by his stepfather like Zhou Xiujin.

In the heart of Zhang Jiantong, a scumbag, stepfathers all over the world are scumbags.

Although Zhang Jiantong is a bastard, he treats his only daughter as the apple of his eye.He could bear Zhang Lingqian urinating on him, and Zhang Lingqian spitting at him.

When Yan Hongyu just gave birth to Zhang Lingqian, she was weak and had to take care of the child, so she couldn't go to work in the factory.She went to the factory to buy a few packages of parts, and made the products at home. She stayed up late all day, until her fingers were bleeding, her eyes were so painful that she couldn't see things, just to earn the dozen or so dollars.

Because she was making products, she couldn't bring her children, so Yan Hongyu put a quilt on the old wooden table and put Zhang Lingqian on the quilt, so that when Yan Hongyu was making products, she could see Zhang Lingqian just by looking up.

Putting it on the quilt is naturally not as comfortable as being hugged by someone. Zhang Lingqian burst into tears, and Yan Hongyu felt distressed, but no matter how distressed she was, she still made products. If she didn't make products, she wouldn't be able to support the family without the ten dollars.

Zhang Jiantong, who came back from eating, drinking and having fun outside, heard the cry of his precious daughter. He was so angry that he kicked over the plate containing the products, kicked Yan Hongyu's waist violently, and scolded while beating: "How dare you let Ling Qian crying like this, if I hear her cry again next time, I will chop off your hand with a kitchen knife!"

You see, this is Zhang Jiantong's way of pampering.

He couldn't hear his daughter cry, but he refused to hug her to coax her. He went out to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble every day, and when he came back, he beat and scolded his wife drunk.

The product rolled to the ground, and all the fruits of Yan Hongyu's three-day labor were kicked over by Zhang Jiantong.

She knelt on the ground and picked up the product with trembling hands, teardrops hit the ground one by one.

She thought of many things, for example, every time Zhang Jiantong wanted to fart, he would squat on her face to fart, forcing her to finish smelling the smell, and Zhang Lingqian, who was still a baby, would giggle beside her.

It was as if something had broken the embankment in her heart, and an endless chill overwhelmed her.

Because Zhang Jiantong did not allow her to make products during the day, she could only do it late at night. She sat in the yard alone, lit a piece of white wax, and made products while crying.

She always felt that her tears had been shed for so many years, but at this moment, when she was slapped by Zhang Guoping and then looked up at Zhang Jian on the bed, she suddenly wanted to cry again.

She saw Zhang Jiantong's sinister eyes, and heard the voice of the other party gnashing his teeth, "I'm going to kill this bitch, otherwise she will remarry in the future, and Ling Qian will be bullied."

I want to cry and laugh at the same time.

Why do you want to cry?have no idea.Why do you want to laugh?have no idea.

She collapsed on the ground and heard Zhang Jiantong and Zhang Guoping say, "I'll kill this bitch, and then you go take care of my daughter."

Hahaha, it's so funny, it's really so funny.

Yan Hongyu lay on the ground and laughed silently, laughing until tears came out.

Doesn't Zhang Jiantong know that his younger brother is the same as him?

Entrust Zhang Guoping to take care of his daughter?

Hahahaha.

There was a sound of disputation in my ears, it was Zhang Guoping's voice dissuading Zhang Jiantong, Zhang Guoping was not crazy yet, he didn't want to die, let alone take care of a child.

Zhang Jiantong held a fruit knife and quarreled with Zhang Guoping.

Yan Hongyu lay motionless on the ground, like a fish that had been taken out of the water and exposed to the sun for too long. The fish lay quietly on the chopping board, as if dead.

The sound of cursing, pushing and shoving each other, and arguing endlessly came from above, followed by screams and exclamations.

Hot blood fell on the forehead, slid down the brow bone, and dripped into the eyes, dyeing everything in sight red.Yan Hongyu raised her eyes bluntly, and saw the corpse on the ground. It was Zhang Guoping's corpse. Her eyes were closed with resentment and shock.

Yan Hongyu raised her head with difficulty, saw the young man's back in a blur of blood red, and saw Xiu Jin holding up a kitchen knife. That kitchen knife was the one she had used countless times to cut vegetables, fish, and pork. She was so familiar with it. That kitchen knife, she knew that the handle had a stench that couldn't be washed off, and she knew that the blade had a few nicks due to years of use.

And at this moment, when she looked at the blood-stained knife from a distance, she suddenly couldn't recognize the original appearance of the kitchen knife.

At that time, a ray of light came in from the window lattice and shone on the knife, so the snow-white blade reflected a dazzling white.

Yan Hongyu's eyes were flashed by the white light, she couldn't help squinting her eyes, and then saw the kitchen knife raised high and then dropped heavily.

Click, that was the muffled sound of the blade sinking into the bone.

She is so familiar with this sound. When she cut ribs in the dark and small kitchen, the kitchen knife made the same sound when it was chopped on the pork bone.

It turns out that there is no difference between humans and animals.

The white light in front of her eyes became brighter and brighter, as if turning into blinding white flames to envelop her Xiu Jin. She saw those white flames flickering in the void, and then devoured everything. The boy in front of her let go of the kitchen knife. The hand turned into a star point and dissipated.

"No—" the woman's shrill cry sounded.

"Drip--successfully captured the killer--modifying the memory of the witness--memory modification--"

"Drip—the memory modification is complete——"

Yan Hongyu struggled to get up, screaming heart-piercingly, but when she stood up again, everything in front of her changed.

In front of her lay three dead bodies.

The back of Zhang Guoping's neck was cut off, Zhang Jiantong's fruit knife was inserted into Zhou Xiujin's chest, and the kitchen knife in Zhou Xiujin's hand severed Zhang Jiantong's neck.

It seems that the boy who turned into a star point and dissipated only existed in her imagination.