Going crazy! The melons that the cultivation master exploded are so delicious

Wang Lian'er was a little dazed by the slap, and she looked at Mrs. Zhu in disbelief.

"Why are you hitting me? Besides, I bought everything with my own money. Even if your son gives me a gift, I will give him the same gift. I don't owe your son anything."

Hearing her retort, Mrs. Zhu wanted to attack again, but this time Wang Lian'er was prepared and dodged.

Mrs. Zhu was furious: "How dare you talk back? How dare you run away? Your money is also my son's. You have delayed my son for so many years, and made him miss out on so many girls who are well-matched with him. Ah!"

As she spoke, she grabbed Wang Lian'er's hair. Wang Lian'er felt pain and scratched her hard to try to break free.

Mrs. Zhu's arm was scratched by her, leaving bloody marks. Mrs. Zhu was so angry that she picked up the vase next to her and smashed it hard on Wang Lian'er's head.

"Bang-bang-"

The vase broke, and a big hole appeared on Wang Lian'er's head, with blood flowing out.

Wang Lian'er's face turned pale, her body went limp, and she fell straight to the ground with a loud "bang".

Blood, blood all over the place, not only flowing from her head, but also from under her body.

Wang Lian'er was twitching, blood blurred her vision, and she opened her mouth with difficulty to breathe.

Mrs. Zhu was stunned, and the redness in her eyes suddenly brought her back to her senses.

She was only panicked for a moment, but quickly calmed down. She looked at Wang Lian'er lying on the ground, with a ruthless look in her eyes, determined to get to the point of no return.

She picked up the half-broken vase next to her and smashed it hard on Wang Lian'er's head again. Blood splattered everywhere, splashing on Mrs. Zhu's face and clothes.

Her chest heaved violently and she gasped for breath.

"Mom! What are you doing?"

A sharp voice suddenly rang out in the room.

Mrs. Zhu turned her head in panic, and her son happened to come back!

Zhu Shijian stood at the door, his face full of shock. He looked at his mother, then at Wang Lian'er lying on the ground covered in blood, his eyes full of panic.

Mrs. Zhu murmured, "Son."

The sound was like a thunderclap, instantly waking up Zhu Shijian. He quickly locked the door and drew the curtains in all the rooms.

He asked anxiously in a low voice: "Mom, what are you doing?"

When Mrs. Zhu saw her son, all her previous ferocity disappeared, and tears flowed in the blink of an eye: "Son, son, this girl hit me and spoke rudely to me."

"I just argued with her for a few words, and she was about to hit me with a vase. I was trying to protect myself, and my mind went blank. By the time I reacted, I don't know how, she fell to the ground."

She cried as she spoke, "Son, I didn't mean to do this. What should I do now? Will I go to jail? Son, think of a solution."

Zhu Shijian clenched his fists tightly, his arms shaking. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, Mom. When it gets dark, we'll bury her in our backyard. No one will go there."

"Wang Lian'er is an orphan. We've been traveling around these years, moving from city to city. She doesn't have a stable job and doesn't have many friends. No one will notice she's missing."

Hearing what Zhu Shijian said, Mrs. Zhu felt a little relieved.

What Zhu Shijian didn't know was that Wang Lian'er was not dead yet, and even had a trace of consciousness. When she saw him come in, a hope ignited in her heart.

She raised her hands with all her strength, trying to touch her belly, and made some breathless sounds. From her mouth movements, she kept saying, "Save my child."

But when she heard Zhu Shijian's words, the last glimmer of hope in her eyes was shattered.

Her face turned pale and her consciousness sank into a bottomless abyss.

After dark, the two of them quietly dug a big hole in the backyard and threw Wang Lian'er in. When Zhu Shijian put her hand down, he seemed to feel Wang Lian'er's fingertips move.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the cold, clear moonlight in the sky. The surroundings were quiet, and dark shadows fell from the treetops, like a group of monsters with bared fangs and claws! Zhu Shijian shuddered, and without looking at Wang Lian'er any longer, he quickly buried the body.

They buried the broken vase and blood-stained clothes in the big pit.

Zhu Shijian made some money in his early years. Because his mother did not get along well with the neighbors in the village and had a bad relationship with them, and his father died early, they moved out of the village, bought a piece of land halfway up the mountain with beautiful scenery, and built their own house.

They were the only family in the area within a few miles, and no one else would go to their house.

So no one discovered that they buried Wang Lian'er at the bottom of the backyard.

At the beginning, Mrs. Zhu and Zhu Shijian were very nervous and cautious, fearing that they would be exposed.

But as time went on, Mrs. Zhu and Zhu Shijian gradually relaxed their vigilance.

As the days passed, there seemed to be nothing unusual about the land in the backyard, and not even a trace of wind leaked out.

Although there is still some uneasiness in their hearts, they are beginning to be overwhelmed by the trivialities of daily life.

Zhu Shijian began to go out more frequently, busy with his business, while Mrs. Zhu began to eat vegetarian food and pray in various Taoist temples.

He tells everyone he meets that he wants to ask Taoist immortals and Bodhisattvas to bless him with having a grandson as soon as possible.

Gradually, everything seemed as if nothing had happened, and Mrs. Zhu buried this matter deep in her heart.

Time passed quickly, and he began to get anxious as he saw that his son was already in his thirties and still hadn't married or had children.

So, she began to truly pray to God, hoping that her son would meet a good match soon and that she would have a grandson soon.

……

After listening to Guan Yueli's story, everyone was shocked and stared at Mrs. Zhu blankly.

Regardless of whether what Guan Yueli said was true or not, everyone felt terrified when they saw Mrs. Zhu with her hair disheveled and her ferocious expression.

Mrs. Zhu's inner panic has reached its peak. The secret that has been hidden for many years was suddenly exposed to everyone and even exposed in front of the entire network.

She looked crazy and rushed towards Guan Yueli desperately: "Shut up, you little bitch, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm going to tear your mouth apart!"

Before she could get close to Guan Yueli, she was kicked out by Guan Yueli.

"Shut up, old woman. You're capable of making me angry and hate you for what you did."

Guan Yueli took a step forward and kicked her again.

Mrs. Zhu screamed.

Guan Yueli's voice seemed to be coated in ice, like a cold judge judging her sins. "Wang Lian'er had no grudge against you, so why did you kill her? You know, she was so cold, all her blood had been drained, her body temperature completely gone, and she was lying alone in the darkness!"

Mrs. Zhu trembled: "You bitch..."

"Pa!" Guan Yueli slapped her in the face, and Mrs. Zhu was knocked sideways.

"You know, she was suffocated to death. You and your son had the chance to save her, but you cruelly just wanted to keep the peace and evade the law, and buried her alive!"

Mrs. Zhu kept shaking her head and crying and shouting.

"Pa!" Guan Yueli slapped her hard again. Mrs. Zhu staggered to the ground, with clear finger marks on her face.

"You know, her child was over nine months old. Even if the mother died, he could have survived with timely rescue. However, you and your good son buried him and his mother in the ground, suffocating them to death!"

"You're still hoping to have grandchildren? Even death can't atone for your sins. You deserve only hell!"