Wrong hold? The fake daughter made her whole family famous by relying on metaphysics

Chapter 194 God Chapter 15
Perhaps because he thought what he said was reasonable, Liu Zhaodi's father slapped his wife in the face: "Why don't you hurry up and ask Uncle Wu to pull the ox cart over and take Zhaodi to the health center!"

idiot! If you want to hit someone, you hide and hit them. If you hit someone so hard and hit them in public, it’s really thoughtless. Women have long hair and short knowledge.

The woman was really wronged. It was obviously Liu Zhaodi who fought back first.

"Hurry up and go!!"

This roar made her tremble all over, and the fear penetrated into her bones, and she hurriedly ran outside.

Liu Zhaodi's father then looked at Wang Zhongliang with a playful smile and narrowed his eyes: "Why do you suddenly care so much about Zhaodi?"

How could Wang Zhongliang not understand his thoughts, and exited the courtyard with a cold face: "I don't want to live in the same village as a murderer. My own daughter can be beaten to death. Who knows if they will attack me one day."

After saying that, he glanced at Liu Zhaodi's father with disdain, then turned around and left without any regret. He didn't seem to care about Liu Zhaodi, but was really worried about himself.

Liu Zhaodi's father's face turned dark and he snorted coldly. He didn't think there was a problem with beating his daughter to death, but it was just troublesome for others to find out.

That bitch will die if he dies, but don't really affect his precious son's ability to get a wife.

Liu Zhaodi was carried onto a bullock cart and bumped all the way to the hospital. Her whole body seemed to be falling apart, and the pain caused her to wake up.

After Liu Zhaodi's mother reluctantly paid ten yuan for the surgery, she got on a bullock cart and went back. She didn't care about her life or death, and didn't even see the attending doctor.

If she hadn't been worried that her son would be criticized, she would have been able to spare ten yuan, but she wouldn't have been able to give him a penny.

Although Wang Zhongliang was angry at Wang Zhongliang for meddling in his own business, what he said was reasonable. No family was willing to marry a girl to a family with a murderer.

Fortunately, Liu Zhaodi looked miserable, but most of them were skin injuries, including a broken arm, which was temporarily put in a plaster and unable to move.

Ten yuan barely lasted until she stayed in the hospital for two days, and Liu Zhaodi had no private money, so she could only leave the hospital in disgrace. However, she did not plan to go home, but planned to find a job to support herself.

Liu Zhaodi, also known as Zeng Huihui, didn’t know much about this era. She heard a lot about it from her parents, and she would be caught selling things at a stall.

The idea was beautiful, but the reality was skinny. She wandered for several days, her chest pressed against her back from hunger, and she couldn't even find a job that could provide enough food. In the end, she walked home in embarrassment.

Perhaps because she had learned from the past, she was not beaten this time, but she still had to do the work. Because of her broken hand, she was left at home to clean, wash clothes and cook. She had to do these tasks with one hand until midnight.

Zeng Huihui fell into despair. When she looked at Liu Zhaodi's family, there was a bit of hatred in her eyes, and more of a murderous intention.

If all these people died, she wouldn't have to do so much work, and all the money in the family would belong to her alone!
She had seen Liu Zhaodi's mother hiding a lot of money and occasionally buying candies for Liu Zhaodi's younger brother.

Finally one day, Zeng Huihui's hand was just halfway. Liu Zhaodi's parents were bitches, and dogs couldn't change their ways of eating shit, so she was beaten again.

That night, Zeng Huihui put rat poison in her rice. It was not difficult to get, and food was precious. To prevent rats from stealing the food, every household had the habit of preparing rat poison.

As expected, she was not qualified to eat at the table and could only pick up the leftovers after everyone had finished eating.

In the evening, there was a burst of wailing from Lao Liu's house, which woke up the whole village. When they arrived, they saw Zeng Huihui slumped on the ground crying, while the three members of Lao Liu's family were lying on the ground, holding their stomachs and crying in pain.

"Find someone to take him to the hospital quickly."

"Did you have a bad stomach, or something else?"

"It looks like I ate something, why does it hurt like this?"

Just when the villagers wanted to send them to the hospital, Liu Zhaodi's mother did not agree. She was reluctant to spend the money, and finally struggled for a long time. By the time her distressed son finally agreed to go to the hospital, it was already too late. The bullock cart had just been pulled over but before it even set off, a family of three died tragically in the yard.

At the end of the matter, Zeng Huihui said that she was fine because her family didn't give her food, and that her family's affairs were not a secret in the village, and everyone knew a little bit about it.

No one doubted her words. As for the cause of death, perhaps it was because the food that day was unclean.

Zeng Huihui also became the most pitiful person in the village. Her family died overnight, leaving her an orphan. No one doubted her. If she could do something cruel, she would have done it long ago. Wait until now.

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A few days passed, and Wang Zhongliang didn't find a chance to talk to Yu Qing alone.

Until the end of the day, he followed Yu Qing. Because Yu Qing suddenly turned to a deserted place, he knew that he had been discovered.

Wang Zhongliang walked up to Yu Qing and told what he found: "I went to see Liu Zhaodi that day, and she should be Zeng Huihui."

Yu Qing knew this a long time ago.

Wang Zhongliang continued: "I tried to help her and succeeded, so I guess the villagers here may not be ghosts."

After his experience in the kitchen on the cruise ship, Wang Zhongliang wanted to give up on Zeng Huihui, so he finally gave her a hand as a last resort.

This time he chose to come forward because he wanted to find some clues and see if the villagers would be angered. Even though his life was in danger, he couldn't do nothing.

Yu Qing frowned: "I told you that you don't have to do anything. I don't want to see the same thing happen a second time."

After saying that, she turned and left without wanting to talk to him any more.

Wang Zhongliang stood there for a while. He was not a fool. Of course, he could see that although Yu Qing was cold, her words were all about telling him not to die here.

So in the next few days, Wang Zhongliang settled down until he heard about the tragedy of Lao Liu's family, which really scared him.

He never thought that Zeng Huihui would dare to kill someone. He didn't believe a word of the accidental death. It seemed that staying away from Zeng Huihui was the right choice. Fortunately, he didn't recognize Zeng Huihui.

Otherwise, if the dog gets impatient, they might be exposed, and it would be a real crime to implicate Yu Qing.

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Nie Qinhai swallowed the steamed bun with difficulty and took a sip of corn paste.

He hadn't seen Lin Lianhua for some days. Aunt Zhang had brought him meals these days. Occasionally, he would see Lin Lianhua through the window, who was so busy coming in and out.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the village fell into silence, and every house was closed to sleep.

Deep in the back mountain, the river water splashes along the river beach and onto the mountain wall, with strands of black air seeping out of it, heading towards the village along the back mountain.

Nie Qinhai, who had closed his eyes to rest his mind, suddenly opened his eyes.