Chapter 6958 Madness
No matter how hard Yang Huaming shook him off, he couldn't shake her off. Yang Huaming had no choice but to carry Mr. Liu out of the old Wang family hall and into the yard outside.
It was only then that Mrs. Liu got off Yang Huaming's back, holding on to Yang Huaming's arm, jumping and crying, talking about her previous panic.
Yang Huaming himself was actually frightened. He hugged Mrs. Liu for the first time and patted her back: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
The villagers watching in the yard were because of Mrs. Liu. During this commotion, everyone also learned about this shocking inside story, and everyone was in an uproar for a while.
The timid one screamed and backed away, and even turned around and ran towards his home, as if he would be overtaken by the evil spirit if he ran too slowly.
The daring one had the courage to come to the main room of Lao Wang's house, wanting to see with his own eyes whether Wang Shuanzi's neck was really bitten off by a wild beast.
At this time, the old Wang family hall was also in chaos.
Although Wang Shuanzi's head was quickly picked up by Yang Ruoqing and wrapped in a handkerchief, everyone who should have seen it saw it.
Yang Huamei rushed towards Yang Ruoqing like crazy, "Shuanzi! Shuanzi!"
Yang Ruoqing was so frightened that she had to give her the thing in her hand. The moment Yang Huamei took off the veil and held Wang Shuanzi's head in her arms, the previously noisy main room suddenly fell silent.
All eyes were focused on Yang Huamei, and everyone's hearts were tugged together, especially Mrs. Tan. She couldn't care less about being afraid, so she wanted to come over and grab Yang Huamei, but she herself was grabbed by Yang Huazhong. .
At this time, no one should go there, and don’t disturb Yang Huamei.
Everyone looked at Yang Huamei with fear, but Yang Huamei looked at Wang Shuanzi infatuatedly.
She still didn't cry loudly, she just sat on the ground and held her head tightly in her arms.
She gently touched his face, and when her fingers slid over the missing half of his face, her fingers trembled violently.
She was still whispering to him:
"Shuanzi, I have been at my mother's house these past two days, but I have been holding back a lot of things that I want to say to you, but I have never been able to see you.”
“Actually, it was my intention to divorce you that day. I'm trying to scare you, why am I willing to separate from you?"
"You have such a good temper, you will do whatever I say. You are kind to everyone, except my mother. You are the most tolerant of me. How can I be willing to separate from you when you are so good?”
Tears fell on Wang Shuanzi's cold and stiff face, and the blood and flesh were blurred, making it even more terrifying.
Ms. Tan was so frightened that she didn't dare to step forward. She stood there with trembling legs and knees.
Even Xiao Hei burst into tears.
Yang Huamei leaned over and kissed Wang Shuanzi gently on the face, then lowered her head and put her forehead against his, holding her tightly in her arms.
“Shuanzi, you said that your children and grandchildren cannot be relied upon, and we will have to support each other in the future.”
"You don't mean what you said, you just left like this, didn't even say hello to me, and left me alone, how can I deal with it?"
"You are an enemy, how can I deal with it? How to fix it..."
< br>When she finished the last sentence, her shoulders began to shake, from slow to fast, and finally she raised her head and cried loudly. She cried and laughed a few times. Her weird laugh made everyone in and outside the yard feel chills on her head. Body is cold.
Yang Huamei fainted in the end.
“It doesn’t matter if she faints, she won’t survive if she keeps going like this.”
Mrs. Tan wiped away her tears and went into the house to accompany Yang Huamei. Yang Huazhong and the others quickly packed up Wang Shuanzi and loaded the coffin as soon as possible before Yang Huamei woke up.
The coffin belongs to Wang Hongquan. Wang Hongquan is fifty-nine this year, not really sixty yet.
But his coffin had been laid together many years ago when Shuanzi Niang died suddenly.
At this moment, most of Wang Hongquan's life was gone. He touched his coffin and said to sisters Wang Cuihua and Wang Chunhua with tears in his eyes: "When this coffin was built, the master painter gave me this hint. Pass this coffin Maybe it wasn't me who slept with him. I thought he was too drunk at the time, but now it seems to have come true. Oh my god, my father's good son is gone... From now on... , who will provide for me until my death?”
Wang Cuihua burst into tears.
Her good brother is gone. What will happen to her parents’ family in the future?
Wang Chunhua, who had no contact with her mother's family, was also in tears at this time.
Back then, my parents were busy doing farm work, and my eldest sister had to do housework and take care of the chickens, ducks and pigs.
She was the second child who had to take care of her sick and weak brother. Even when she went out to hunt pigweeds, she would tie her brother to her back. Sometimes she would come back late, and her brother would be carried on her back during the bumpy ride. Everyone fell asleep.
To be honest, the relationship between myself and my brother is the deepest and deepest.
"Your brother is gone, Dabai is in prison again, and Xiaohei is like a loser."
"Who will take care of me in the future?"
Wang Hongquan let out a long cry, his tearful eyes rolling over the two girls in front of him.
The eldest daughter, Wang Cuihua, was immersed in the grief of losing her younger brother. Seeing her father look so pitiful, she felt even more sad. She couldn't help but hold Wang Hongquan's arm and said, "Dad, you Don’t worry, as long as Chunhua and I have something to eat..."
How about a bite to eat?
Wang Hongquan was breathing rapidly, waiting for what the eldest daughter would say next.
"Sister, let's talk about the future later. For now, we sisters will work together to help our parents overcome this difficulty!"
Wang Chunhua's sudden interruption made Wang Hongquan very unhappy.
“The white-haired man gives the black-haired man a gift. I don’t even know if there is a future. I might die tomorrow and go looking for my penis...”
"Dad, please don't say that. My mother is gone, and my brother is gone too. If you die again, I really won't have a family, wuwuwu..." Wang Cuilian started crying again.
Although Wang Chunhua also frowned and shed tears, she was very dissatisfied with Wang Hongquan's words and deeds.
My younger brother is still lying in pieces on the door panel, and he is planning to let his two daughters die in retirement.
If it is really like what he said, a white-haired person giving a black-haired person, you will have no idea of living. You will be so desperate that you want to die, and you have no time to think about who will support you next. You, what will you eat tomorrow? If you are really sad, you will not think about tomorrow, because tomorrow will be dark for you.
Wang Hongtao came to the east room to discuss the funeral with Wang Hongquan. Wang Hongquan waved his hands vigorously:
"Don't ask me about those things. Go ask Mei'er. She is in charge of this family and all the money is in her hands. I don't care about anything and I can't control anything..."
Wang Hongtao said: "Mei'er is so distraught that she fainted. If you don't hold her up now, who will?"
Wang Hongquan He stamped his feet and said, "I don't have any money, what can I do to support myself? Will I use half of my life to support it?"
Wang Hongtao was stunned for a moment, "Brother, what's your attitude? Shuan You are gone, why are you still arguing with Meier?”
(End of this chapter)