Reborn before her mother committed suicide, the heroine went crazy

In a daze, Wan An Ning only felt a stuffy pain in his chest and a suffocating feeling that he couldn't breathe.

Suddenly, a pair of feet swayed back and forth in front of her eyes, making her dizzy...

She wanted to leave, but she seemed to be under a spell and couldn't move her feet.

Suddenly, she seemed to see Feng Xiangmei's pale face...

At this moment she was shocked to realize that the pair of feet that had been dangling in front of her eyes...wasn't that the scene when Feng Xiangmei hanged herself?

Wan An Ning was shocked and tried his best to lift up the feet. But when he was about to touch the feet, he suddenly woke up from the nightmare...

She was gasping for breath and her heart was beating so hard that it seemed like it would jump out of her chest at any moment.

She didn't know how long she had slept. Her two younger sisters, Anjing and Anping, had already fallen asleep and were breathing steadily.

It was pitch black outside, very late at night, and there was not a trace of light.

Wan An Ning lost all desire to sleep. He pulled the pillow upwards and leaned against it to calm the fear in his heart.

Faintly, she seemed to hear Feng Xiangmei's suppressed sobs. At first, she thought she had misheard, until she heard Feng Xiangmei lower her voice again and cursed with gritted teeth: "Wan Guofu, you bastard, you conscienceless guy...Are you trying to force me to death?"

Wan Guofu whispered something, but Wan An Ning didn't hear it. Instead, she heard Feng Xiangmei raise her voice in an instant, "Bullshit! Your family was so poor that you couldn't even afford pants, but I married you despite my brother's objection. Now that life is getting better, you want to divorce me. You... you... have your conscience been eaten by a dog? I tell you, I will never divorce you even if I die!"

After that, Wan Guofu said nothing more. All that was left was Feng Xiangmei's hopeless crying, but Wan Guofu's voice never came back...

Wan An Ning clenched her fists again and again. She didn't know what happened between her and Wan Guofu before Feng Xiangmei died in her previous life. She just thought that she was beaten by Wan Yuanzhang and his son, but her husband didn't dare to go to them to argue, so she was so depressed that she hanged herself.

In addition, after Feng Xiangmei died, Wan Guofu went to Wan Yuanzhang's house in anger with a kitchen knife, and had his legs broken by Wan Yuanzhang and his son. She felt even more that Feng Xiangmei's death was closely related to Wan Yuanzhang and his son.

The house was in chaos at the time, and she was only concerned with her sadness. She never thought about investigating why Wan Guofu, who slept in the same bed with Feng Xiangmei, was unaware of her suicide!

Did you really not notice?

Or do you just not care?

Or maybe, he actually welcomes it!

The more she thought about it, the more she felt a chill down her spine, and her body couldn't help but tremble...

Could it be that my mother’s death is really related to my father?

She didn't want to believe it!

Taking a deep breath, Wan An Ning pinched his thigh hard, then perked up and listened attentively to the movements in the east room.

She wanted to persuade him, but the moment she opened the door, she hesitated.

Perhaps Feng Xiangmei didn't want to see her in such a state of embarrassment...

Feng Xiangmei cried for a long time, but Wan Guofu didn't say a word of comfort. It was not until the sky outside the window began to turn white that Feng Xiangmei stopped crying.

Wan An Ning heard her sniffling and the sound of her walking in slippers...

Then the doors of the east room and the main room were opened one after another, and there was the sound of water being pumped from the well, and the sound of the enamel washbasin hitting the ground...

"This is too much of a bully. What's the point of me living? I might as well just die!"

The clanging sounds were very loud in the quiet dawn. It was obvious that Feng Xiangmei deliberately made such a loud noise, as if she was expecting something.

But in the end she was disappointed...

When Wan An Ning pushed open the door of the kitchen, he saw Feng Xiangmei standing on a stool, holding a piece of white mourning cloth in her hand, and throwing it onto the beam on tiptoe...

While throwing, he said: "I don't want to live anymore, just let me die..."

Just as Feng Xiangmei was about to put her neck into the rope, Wan An Ning suddenly shivered.

"mother--"

She screamed.

Hearing Wan An Ning's voice, Feng Xiangmei's body froze. She slowly turned around, and after seeing clearly that it was Wan An Ning, a deep disappointment appeared on her face, and she murmured, "It's you..."

After saying these three words, Feng Xiangmei's body softened and she collapsed to the ground.

So...who did mom originally think would be coming?

From Feng Xiangmei's disappointed expression, Wan An Ning could guess that she must have thought that the person standing there just now was Wan Guofu. She thought that Wan Guofu would definitely not watch her hang herself, so she deliberately made such a big noise.

In fact, she didn't really want to commit suicide. If she really wanted to die, she wouldn't have needed to make such a big noise and could have just hanged herself quietly.

It can be seen that Feng Xiangmei just wanted to use this method to scare Wan Guofu and make him feel guilty, so as to achieve the goal of not getting a divorce.

If this life is like this, what about the previous life?

Did you get out of your mind?

When Wan An Ning thought of this possibility, he felt a buzzing pain in his head, and his heart ached as if it was being stabbed by a knife.

"mother!"

Wan An Ning's throat was very dry, so she threw herself into Feng Xiangmei's arms and cried silently. Apart from calling "Mom" in a hoarse voice, she could not say a single word.

Feng Xiangmei was a little at a loss. Her eldest daughter had been sensible since she was young. Since she was three years old, she had never seen Wan An Ning cry so sadly. Now seeing her like this, Feng Xiangmei didn't know what to do.

For a moment, she forgot her own sorrow, patted Wan An Ning's back gently, and whispered hoarsely to comfort her: "Don't cry, An An, don't cry. If you have any grievances, tell me and I will take care of it for you."

Wan An Ning cried for a while and gradually calmed down. She stood up and helped Feng Xiangmei up, and carefully brushed off the grass debris on her body.

"Mom, I'm scared, please don't scare me. Pingping is still so young, how could you bear to leave us?"

Feng Xiangmei smiled bitterly but said nothing. She didn't know how to explain to her eldest daughter.

Just as she was thinking about how to explain to Wan An Ning that she didn't really abandon them, she suddenly felt a pain in her stomach like a needle prick. She couldn't help but groan and subconsciously covered her stomach.

Seeing this, Wan An Ning hurriedly helped her up.

"Mom, you haven't slept all night. Go to my bed and sleep for a while. Even the collapse of the sky is not as important as your health..."

For some reason, Feng Xiangmei felt that her eldest daughter's aura had changed since she fell ill. Although the child was sensible before, she was still very young and did not have her own opinions on everything. She would always do whatever she and Wan Guofu said.

But since she woke up yesterday, she first argued with Wan Yuanzhang, and later heard Wan Guofu say that she had directly forced Wan Yuanzhang to take out the ten yuan again at Wan Xinhai's house. If these things had happened in the past, she would never have believed that An Ning could do such a thing.

But now, not only did she do it, but just one sentence calmed her tangled heart.

Lying on Wan Ning's small bed, Feng Xiangmei fell asleep quickly.

Wan An Ning's heart was hard to calm down for a long time...

She stood in front of the door of the east room, listening to the snoring inside, clenching and unclenching her fists...

It was so almost like she was going to repeat the mistakes of her previous life!

Staring at the door of the east room, Wan An Ning's eyes were sharp and his heart was full of hatred!

It was as if the person sleeping in the room was not her biological father, but the enemy who killed her mother in another lifetime.

If she hadn't been able to stay calm at this moment, she might have pushed the door open and strangled the person in the room to death...