Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

He Yushui followed him into the house and said, "Silly brother, I'm scared. Can I sleep in the same room with you tonight?"

Sha Zhu nonchalantly agreed, "Okay."

He Yushui happily ran to the side room to grab a blanket. She was terrified because three people had died in the courtyard all at once.

Sitting on the bed, Sha Zhu was lost in thought, muttering to himself, "Jia Dongxu is dead. Sister Qin will have to rely on me from now on. My chance has come."

Thinking of the softness he had just touched, Sha Zhu was immediately filled with desire; Sister Qin could only be his.

Her husband died. Should I go and comfort Sister Qin?

Just as he got up and stepped out the door, He Yushui came over with a blanket and asked, "Silly brother, what are you going to do so late at night?"

Sha Zhu replied dismissively, "I'm going to find Sister Qin. You go to sleep first, I'll be back in a bit."

He Yushui was dumbfounded. She had moved here precisely because she was scared, but you just kept running away.

But when she heard that Shazhu would be back on his own soon, she stopped worrying.

He said with dissatisfaction, "Fine."

Sha Zhu arrived at the door of the west wing, raised his hand and knocked twice, but only Jia Zhangshi's impatient voice came from inside.

"Shazhu, what do you want to do? Knocking on a widow's door in the middle of the night, do you believe I'll report you to the neighborhood committee?"

The police officers are still at their post under that crooked tree outside the courtyard. What tricks are you trying to pull at this crucial moment?

Sha Zhu's hand, which was about to knock on the door, was suspended in mid-air. He withdrew it, took two steps back, and said, "Aunt Zhang, please don't misunderstand. I just wanted to discuss something with Sister Qin. I didn't mean anything else."

Don't worry, I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now.

Inside the room, Jia Zhangshi muttered a few curses, "Why hasn't Qin Huairu come back yet? Wasn't he supposed to go to Yi Zhonghai to discuss Dongxu's funeral arrangements?"

"How long has it been? Can a few words take this long?"

She pulled the blanket up higher, then turned over to face the wall, thinking, "When she gets back, I'll teach her a lesson."

"It's so late at night, Dongxu just died, and there are still two young children in the house. How can she be running around like this? It's outrageous!"

What she didn't know was that Qin Huai was not in Yi Zhonghai's main room at all.

In the cellar at this moment.

Qin Huairu braced herself against the ladder with both hands, gritting her teeth as she said with great difficulty, "Uncle, Dongxu is gone, leaving us, a widow and her children, how are we going to survive? You can't abandon us."

Yi Zhonghai said in a deep voice, "Huairu, don't worry. As long as I, Yi Zhonghai, have food to eat, you will have water to drink. I will never let you go hungry and will make sure you are full."

"Ugh..."

Qin Huai let out a low moan, covered her mouth, and said nonsense, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Uncle. Banggeng is your child, you can't let us, mother and son, go hungry."

There was a moment of silence in the cellar.

Yi Zhonghai looked on with almost clumsy surprise: "What? Bang Geng is my son?"

Qin Huairu slowly turned around, her voice carrying a perfectly timed hint of reminiscence:

"Uncle, you haven't forgotten, have you? A few days before my wedding to Dongxu, you went to deliver the betrothal gifts to Jia Dongxu. We were in the grove..."

"Also, Bang Geng has small curly hair, while Dong Xu doesn't have curly hair."

Yi Zhonghai subconsciously touched his head. Goodness gracious, he used to have curly hair.

So, the pheasant really is his own offspring.

Does he have his own son?

Yi Zhonghai was completely absorbed in his own beautiful fantasy. Qin Huairu wiped it away with disgust, thinking disdainfully:

I don't even know whose child it is, could it be yours?

Qin Huairu had her back to him, slowly and methodically adjusting the hem of her clothes, her movements calm and practiced, as if she were doing something she had done many times before.

The corners of her mouth curved slightly, then quickly flattened.

She didn't actually know whose child it was.

On the night of her blind date, she was walking home alone when she was stopped by several people on a dirt slope outside the village entrance. Her struggles were futile.

She ran for her life, but she couldn't escape. In the darkness, she couldn't see the faces of those people, but she could remember their heavy breathing and the smell of alcohol.

If I hadn't heard that you were a level 7 fitter back then, earning eighty yuan a month, I would have known that being bitten by so many people was no big deal.

Even if you take another bite, it's still a bite, but unexpectedly, this move turned out to be a lucky accident.

Qin Huairu turned around: "Uncle, don't worry, I won't let anyone else know about this."

Yi Zhonghai said happily, "Huairu...don't worry, I will take good care of you and the baby."

"Uncle, my son and I will depend on you from now on. I want to leave Dongxu with a child born after his death."

Qin Huairu was somewhat unsatisfied, thinking that Yi Zhonghai was no match for Jia Dongxu.

But in the past two years, Jia Dongxu's health has deteriorated, and he can no longer stand himself.

If it weren't for a better life, to avoid toiling in the fields and getting a government-subsidized food supply, I wouldn't have chosen Jia Dongxu. Jia Zhangshi is just too wicked.

After I moved in, I did housework and took care of the children every day.

"Okay, okay, Huairu, let's have another one."

Yi Zhonghai happily pounced on him again.

Although Qin Huairu still felt disgusted, her body obediently responded.

However, just then, Sha Zhu's cursing voice rang out from above the cellar entrance:

"That old hag is really something. If she didn't want me to meet Sister Qin, she should have just said so. Instead, she cursed at me. If her son hadn't just died, I would have made her pay."

Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai paused, exchanging a glance, afraid of being discovered.

Lin Tian's ghostly figure watched all of this silently; it truly was a scene of carnage.

They smashed the jars in the cellar.

"ah!!"

Startled, Qin Huairu cried out. Yi Zhonghai hurriedly covered her mouth, but it was too late. Hearing Qin Huairu's scream, Sha Zhu's gaze fell on the half-open wooden door of the cellar.

It was Sister Qin's voice.

Sister Qin is in danger.

Sha Zhu pulled him away abruptly, his gaze blank, followed by boundless rage and fury.

His beautiful and charming Sister Qin was being gagged by that old bastard Yi Zhonghai, who was committing indecent acts against her.

Qin Huairu panicked.

She never expected to be caught by Sha Zhu, especially not in this way.

Yi Zhonghai inexplicably felt like he'd been caught in the act, especially since Sha Zhu had seen him. He knew exactly how much that rascal Sha Zhu liked Qin Huairu. What was he going to do? He was afraid his backup plan for old age was gone.

Suddenly remembering something, Yi Zhonghai felt confident again. It was just a matter of taking care of elderly people; he had a son after all.

"Yi Zhonghai, you son of a bitch."

Sha Zhu roared, shattering Yi Zhonghai's plans, and rushed down into the cellar. Before Yi Zhonghai could even pull up his pants, Sha Zhu's fist slammed into his face.

"Hey! What are you doing, Sha Zhu?!"

Yi Zhonghai screamed in agony.

"I'll fuck your mother."

Sha Zhu kept beating Yi Zhonghai. Yi Zhonghai was already exhausted, and could only passively take the beating. After more than a dozen punches, Yi Zhonghai lay on the ground howling in pain.

Sha Zhu was so enraged by Yi Zhonghai's tools that he kicked them directly.

"Aaaaah, you stupid Zhu, you dare kick my crotch!"

Yi Zhonghai curled up on the ground, his face contorted in pain.

Qin Huairu was so frightened that she stood there trembling. After venting his anger, Sha Zhu turned to Qin Huairu and questioned her:

"Sister Qin, why won't you give it to that old bastard Yi Zhonghai instead of me? Look at his bean sprouts, are they any better? Why?"

Sha Zhu couldn't control his anger and shook Qin Huairu's shoulders with both hands.

Qin Huai cried out in fear, forcefully shoving Sha Zhu away. Taking a breath, a sudden inspiration struck her, and she said with a pitiful expression:

Do you think I wanted this?

"I'm a widow who just lost her husband. What can I do? We have no money and no food. My mother-in-law even mentioned in front of the police that Dongxu was stealing scrap iron from the steel mill. How can I keep my job at Dongxu?"

"I have no choice but to submit to this old man. He can keep my job, okay? Go ahead and hit me if you want."

Sha Zhu was stunned.

I never imagined that Sister Qin was forced into this situation by that old bastard Yi Zhonghai. He deserves to die.

How dare they defile Sister Qin! Sha Zhu's gaze involuntarily moved downwards, landing on Qin Huai's bare, white buttocks, and his eyes widened instantly.

If only that were possible...

However, Yi Zhonghai's screams and angry shouts had already alerted the entire courtyard.

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