The group pet is three and a half years old: don't delay my mother's exam to Tsinghua Univ

Chapter 419 The Three Caves of the Cunning Rabbit (1)

"What are you afraid of? Everyone can't escape life, old age, sickness and death." Tang Tang looked at Wang Xiaogui who was shaking under the quilt, and handed him a glass of water.

Wang Xiaogui scratched his nose with tears and snot, and cried and said, "Sister, Mr. Zhang, he was fine yesterday, but suddenly died of illness today. It's too scary."

Widow Wang didn't care whether the child was afraid or not, so she took Wang Xiaogui out of bed with a feather duster and asked him to go to the backyard to help her eldest brother cut pig grass.

Knowing that old man Zhang died unexpectedly, Widow Wang was obviously in a good mood, with a smile on her face all day long.

At night, Tang Tang just fell asleep when she heard Widow Wang waking up.Widow Wang took out candles and paper money from under the bed, and lit them slowly in the yard. Widow Wang's tears rolled down her cheeks, and she folded her hands together: "Master, you and Cuicuiquan know each other, and you should rest in peace. Old man Zhang deserves what he deserves. He killed you back then, and now he is going to hell!"

"Evil is rewarded with evil. There are countless villains in this village. Sooner or later, they will pay the price."

"Tomorrow morning I will take the children to the lake and burn paper for you."

Widow Wang babbled, the paper money was burning in the basin, and was quickly swallowed by the flames.

Tangtang, who was hiding under the blanket and pretending to be asleep, slowly curled up the corners of her mouth—sneaked into the village chief’s house yesterday to find a mobile phone to contact the outside world, and was discovered by old man Zhang, Tangtang knew that old man Zhang could no longer stay.

She is soft-spoken and can only kill with a knife.

She deliberately led old man Zhang under the oleander, and smashed oleander leaves and petals on him, leaving sap stains on his body.Then he secretly sent Wang Xiaogui back to the village chief's house to squeeze some oleander juice into the teapot.

After returning home, Tang Tang and Wang Xiaogui cleaned the soles of the shoes for the first time, and then crazily made up their homework, creating the illusion of doing homework. Finally, the suspicious village head finally killed him.

"It's a terrible village." Tang Tang closed his eyes, rubbed against the pillow that was not too soft, and fell asleep slowly.

In the small room next door.

Wang Xiaogui couldn't sleep no matter what, he was afraid of death and ghosts.

"Brother, do you think Mr. Zhang will come to see me at night?" Wang Xiaogui wrapped the quilt tightly, "He hates me the most in class, will he become a ghost and come to me when he dies?"

The two brothers slept on a broken wooden bed, and Wang Xiaogui was shaking all over, shaking the whole bed.

Wang Xiaofu opened his eyes impatiently: "There are no ghosts in this world!"

Wang Xiaogui was still afraid: "The teacher was fine during the day, but suddenly he started spitting, and his eyelids were rolled up, so scary, oh, brother, I'm scared."

As he said that, Wang Xiaogui leaned over to the elder brother's side, and tightly hugged the elder brother's arm with his paws.

With his eldest brother around, he always has an infinite sense of security.

Wang Xiaofu didn't kick him away, but slowly opened his eyes in the dark, looking at the moonlight leaking into the room, and vaguely smelled the faint smell of burning paper money.He knew that it was his mother who burned paper in the yard.

Tomorrow is the anniversary of the death, to pay homage to the dead father and sister.

The death of father and sister was not an accident, but was killed jointly by Old Man Zhang and Village Chief Wang, and thrown into the lake.

Wang Xiaofu thought of Tang Tang, a clever little girl who made two vicious tigers fight without any effort.

Is she an angel sent by heaven to save Wangjia Village?

As the night fell, Wang Xiaofu suffered from insomnia.
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Kyoto, the Gu family.

A group of top technologists came together to analyze phone numbers.

They were extremely efficient and found the source of the number dialed to Mr. Gu's personal mobile phone.

(End of this chapter)