Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

The people in the gambling den became less aggressive after they had gained something. They left a few harsh words and left.

The main reason was that the smell of blood and the long silence in the room didn't end well. They were cruel, but they didn't have the courage to disregard human life.

After sending away these troublemakers, Mrs. Ning kicked open the door of the second room.

Uncle Ning covered his head with a quilt. When he heard the noise, he had no intention of getting out of the bed.

Mrs. Ning was so angry that she grabbed the wooden stool in the room and smashed it on the quilt.

But Uncle Fanning didn't want to be beaten to death like this, so he had to come out honestly, but his tone was also very arrogant: "Mom, what are you doing, are you planning to kill me?"

Mrs. Ning screamed: "You bastard want your mother's life, right? Three hundred taels, why don't you go and grab it?"

Second Uncle Ning still had the guts to talk back: "Sell the books and ink in my little brother's house, and you can always make a fortune."

Mrs. Ning slapped him again: "Fuck you! Those things of the third child are all for studying. If you sell them, how can he be an examiner? Do you want him to be like you, with no future in his life, just relying on his family? To support you? You are not as good as your cheap big brother, who can neither study nor farm, and how to learn how to do business. As a result, no one can make as much money as one finger, and he actually pushed us into the fire pit! I’m telling you you’re a joke!”

Second Uncle Ning was hurt by the criticism. He narrowed his eyes, new and old hatreds added up, and he began to speak indiscriminately.

"Examiner? He's just half-assed. Don't look back. My elder brother is already an official, and he's still hanging around at home waiting to die."

"Mom, now that you know about my eldest brother, why didn't you take it easy when you kicked him out? Why, looking at his face, will you think of your father's first wife and the shameful things you did? "

Mrs. Ning slapped her, but Uncle Ning was not as honest as his cheap son Ning Fengnian. Not only did he not let her hit her, he pushed her to the ground.

"Mom, don't blame me for not reminding you, you must come up with these three hundred taels, otherwise, I will tell my eldest brother all the things you have done over the years! Let him know that long before his mother passed away, you Just because we were in a relationship with my father and was broken up by my original wife, his own mother was so pissed off by you two adulterers!"

Mrs. Ning was about to collapse: "How could I raise such a thing like you to threaten my own mother!"

Second Uncle Ning smiled but said: "As the saying goes, if the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, you can use the matter of my deceased wife to threaten my father to do everything you want, why can't I follow your example?"

"I'm at my wits end anyway. Either you can sort it out for me, or I'll go to my brother and tell him everything."

Mrs. Ning looked at her son's bloodshot eyes, her throat trembling: "Fengcai, I am your mother!"

Second Uncle Ning spat: "Now you know, you have been partial to my little brother all these years, letting him eat and drink at home, but let me go out to suffer and get tired. Why don't you think that I am also your son?"

But he forgot that he was not the one who really worked hard in the wind and sun for many years.

The mother and son were speechless, feeling extremely heartbroken.

Uncle Ning was the first to speak: "Mother, please tell me whether you can take out the money or not. Don't blame me for not reminding you. Brother and the others know the county magistrate. According to your crime, beheading is not an exaggeration, right?"

Mrs. Ning clenched her fists, and the corners of her mouth were stiff: "Look what you said, I am your mother, how can I still ignore you? Even if I take out the coffin book, I have to help you get through this, right?" ?But don’t gamble anymore, okay?”

Second Uncle Ning said: "When I win my money back, I will definitely not go there again! By the way, mother, where is the land deed to our house?"

The string in Mrs. Ning's mind suddenly broke.

Aunt Ning felt that she had slept for a long time. When she opened her eyes, there was only a woman who usually liked to talk nonsense with her, still beside the bed, and she was wiping her body.

Her body was painful and numb, and it was full of blood. She was determined not to have the strength to clean it up, but in this summer, if she didn't clean it up, she might get some kind of internal disease in the future.

Seeing her waking up, the woman put down the veil.

"I can only help you so much after getting to know each other."

The old woman and sister-in-law of the Ning family were both hopeless. Although they did not have a deep friendship, they had quarreled with others and had their hair pulled together.

Aunt Ning was not in the mood to be moved right now. She asked with a trembling voice, "Am I giving birth? Is it a boy?"

After saying that, he changed his mind: "A girl is fine, too. Where is the child?"

The woman's expression froze. She didn't know what to say. Second Aunt Ning was so anxious that she stood up suddenly and immediately her eyesight went dark: "What's wrong? What happened? Did they sell my child?"

"It would be better to sell it..." The woman sighed, feeling that she had to tell her the truth as a last resort, "Maybe you and that child are not destined to be together."

Second Aunt Ning gave birth to a stillborn fetus. I heard that she couldn't breathe or move after birth. She was covered in bruises and looked strange. Mrs. Ning felt that it was unlucky, so she wrapped it in rags without even waiting for Second Aunt Ning to wake up and take a look. Live and throw it on the mountain.

When Second Aunt Ning endured the pain and limped over, she saw only rags that had been torn into pieces with dark blood stains on them, and a few lumps of flesh and blood with no apparent original appearance.

Ironically, this is the place where they wanted Ning Xiaoxiao to be eaten by wild beasts. The difference is that when Ning Xiaoxiao was abandoned here, the wild beasts were in the cat winter, but now it is their active season.

Aunt Ning covered her mouth, unable to control her desire to vomit. She was vomiting and crying at the same time. Her hands were covered with tears and acidic water, but she was not even in the mood to wipe them away.

Her child, whom she had conceived for ten months, regarded as everything else!

It was that damn old woman, it was the old Ning family who killed him! It's them beasts!

Aunt Ning slapped herself hard twice to get rid of the groggy feeling, then went to the river to wash her face. Looking at her ugly face in the river, she laughed like a madman.

When she returned to the village again, her face was expressionless and she seemed to have returned to normal. After entering the old house, she called Mrs. Ning: "Mom."

Mrs. Ning's hand holding the bowl was almost unsteady: "What's it called? Soul?"

After scolding, she realized something was wrong, coughed again and pretended that she didn't say anything. She stretched out her hand and said, "Here, drink the chicken soup I made for you."

When did Mrs. Ning, who never treated her daughter-in-law as a person, become so considerate and caring?

In the past, let alone asking her to kill a chicken, even if she wanted to eat a bowl of noodles with more oil, she would be scolded severely.

Could it be that there is regret in my heart because of the deceased grandson?