Fast-forward to the era of cannon fodder

"what……"

Suddenly, a scream woke Yuanchun, who was about to fall asleep.

She scanned it with her mental power and immediately smiled.

Ma Xiaolan and Zhong Daming came back with rations. When Ma Xiaolan opened the door, she saw her room was filled with paper money burned for the dead, small white flowers, and bloody skulls on the wall.

The sight of blood gushing out of all seven orifices looked very much like her brother-in-law's death.

My brother-in-law was beaten to death with blood coming out of all his orifices.

Ma Xiaolan’s face turned pale with fright and she collapsed to the ground, screaming “Ahhhhhhh”.

Zhong Daming, who was unloading grain in the yard, heard the noise and ran into the house. When he saw the scene, he was so frightened that his face turned pale and his legs went weak.

Ma Xiaolan seemed to be frightened to the point of insanity, muttering, "It's revenge, they must be here to take revenge on me, wuwu... They must be resentful that I made Yuanchun sick, they are here to take revenge on me, ah... No, I didn't mean it... Sister, don't come to me..."

“Don’t… don’t talk nonsense.”

Zhong Daming went to cover her mouth.

Although that storm has passed, who knows when it will blow back again? If people heard his wife spreading feudal superstition, he would lose his job.

Zhong Daming helped her up and walked out, "Xiaolan, you...you go to the kitchen to cook. The children will be late for school. I will clean up the room."

After all, he is a man and he is brave.

Zhong Daming took a broom and swept all the paper money and fake flowers in the room into a basket, and then poured them into a sack.

A whole sack full.

But no matter how hard he scrubbed, the bloody skull on the wall could not be washed off. Later, he got some lime powder and repainted the wall to cover up the bloody skull.

But even so, Ma Xiaolan still felt that the room was eerie, as if something was staring at her, and she didn't dare to enter the room again.

She asked Zhong Daming to help her pack two sets of clothes and take out some money from the drawer compartment. She wanted to move in and sleep with her little daughter.

But Zhong Daming emptied the entire drawer and still couldn't find any money.

"Xiao Lan, did you forget where you are? There is no money in this mezzanine."

"Impossible, my money has always been kept in the mezzanine." Ma Xiaolan was no longer afraid of anything. She rushed into the house and searched through all the drawers and cabinets in the room.

He discovered that all the money he had hidden was gone.

Even the huge bag of valuables that she had hidden deepest disappeared, as did the money she had sewn into her torn cotton-padded jacket.

The torn cotton jacket was in good condition, with no signs of having been removed from the patches, but the money inside was gone.

Such a strange thing made Ma Xiaolan completely terrified.

She knelt on the ground trembling all over, crying in fear and madness, "Sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was wrong, please don't punish me, I know I was wrong, woo woo... Give the money back to me, that is the money I saved for twenty years, you can't take it away, you are a dead person, you can't use it even if you take it away, I beg you, give it back to me, woo woo... Sister, I am your sister, your only sister, you can't treat me like this, although I was a bit harsh on Wenwen, but she is still alive, I didn't kill her, I also gave her a home, if it weren't for me, Wenwen might not be able to survive, you can't just bear grudges and not remember kindness, sister..."

It turns out that the original owner was called Wenwen.

Is it Zhong Liwen?

Yuanchun pretended to be woken up, walked over and said, "Mom, why are you crying? What happened in this room? Was there a thief?"