The end of natural disasters: the daily life of child brides in ancient times

Chapter 375 Death without Evidence

The bastard lowered her head and explained softly:

"Mom, you and big brother are both sick. If you don't eat enough, it will be hard to recover!"

When Mother Shulin heard this, she thought that this was the case.

Although he was still cursing, he reached out and took the bowl.

Yang Shubao, who was standing next to him, looked in and saw that the bowl was still filled with vegetable paste, and started rolling around in a rage:

"Mom, I don't want to eat this. It tastes bad. I want to eat white flour bread and meat!"

Mother Shulin felt that her youngest son was too young to understand that the family had no food, so she advised him kindly:

"Baby, there's no food at home now, let's drink some of this porridge first.

When spring comes and I earn some money, I'll buy you some pancakes, okay?"

Yang Shubao refused and twisted his body, refusing to eat.

Seeing this, Shulin's mother had no choice but to move her body and wanted to go over to feed her eldest son first.

But she was unable to move, so she glanced at the bitch beside her and cursed:

"You're such a tactless person, standing there like a club, why don't you come and feed your big brother!"

Jian Ya walked forward with her head lowered and took the bowl. She took a spoonful of the paste, blew it carefully and fed it to Yang Shulin.

Although Yang Shulin was dizzy, he was still able to swallow the food when it entered his mouth.

Seeing this, Jian Ya felt better. She carefully blew the food cool before feeding it to him one spoonful at a time.

Seeing that she was sincere, Shulin's mother beside her stopped scolding her and just leaned beside her, holding her stomach and watching.

Seeing that he had fed half of the bowl, he quickly called for a stop.

She took the bowl and tried to coax Yang Shubao into feeding it.

Not surprisingly, I was rejected again.

The Chinese New Year is approaching these days, and in order to prepare for the New Year, Bai Xing'er made a lot of pasta with white flour.

Yang Shubao had eaten good food before, so when he saw the porridge again, he didn’t want to eat it at all.

Seeing her youngest son like this, Mother Shulin felt helpless and said to the little girl:

"Go get some white flour and make some pancakes for your brother!"

"Mom, all the flour in our house has been used to pay off our debts."

Before Shulin's mother could say anything, Yang Shubao, who was lying down, heard that there was no more flour, and started rolling on the kang. While crying, he kicked the wound on his mother's stomach.

Mother Shulin was in so much pain that she lay on the kang, holding her stomach. It took her a long time to recover.

Seeing this, Yang Shubao didn't dare to make trouble anymore, but he still didn't want to eat the porridge.

At this moment, Shulin's mother was in so much pain that she didn't want to persuade him anymore. She picked up the bowl and started eating.

The bitch stood by the kang, staring at her.

Watching her feed the porridge into her mouth spoonful by spoonful, the smile on her face grew deeper and deeper.

Mother Shulin looked up inadvertently and got goosebumps when she saw her like this.

She muttered to herself, this little girl, is she stupid? She is laughing like this even though she has no food to eat.

Thinking about it, I felt uncomfortable and said:

"Stop standing here! Put some more firewood in the stove! The kang isn't even warm anymore!"

The girl stopped laughing and went to add firewood to the stove.

She sat on a small stool next to the stove, looking back at her mother from time to time.

When only a fingertip of rice remained, Mother Shulin stopped eating and said,

"Bitch, come and feed your brother!"

Jianya walked over, picked up the bowl and wanted to feed it to Yang Shubao, but he kicked her and almost kicked the bowl over.

"I won't eat it. This thing tastes so bad. I won't eat it!"

As Yang Shubao spoke, he rolled around on the kang again.

Mother Shulin tried to coax him and carefully avoid him from kicking her again, but she couldn't persuade him for a long time.

She looked at the bitch standing by the kang, and then at the bowl in her hand.

I was a little worried that she would go out and eat secretly, so I said:

"Leave this bowl here and get out!"

"I know, mother!"

The girl agreed, glanced at Yang Shubao on the kang, and then went out.

According to her original plan, she didn't want to keep him.

But just now, she suddenly felt that she could keep him for a while longer.

Her mother and elder brother are gone, and the reason can be attributed to the serious injuries they suffered.

But if three people in the family died one after another, it would be a bit surprising.

Thinking of this, Jian Ya came up with an idea.

She went to the east room, scooped up half a spoonful of grain, carefully protected it with her hands, and went to the kitchen.

It’s time for her and her sister to cook and eat!

She curled her lips, scrubbed the pot clean, and then added water to cook.

After they finished their meal and cleaned the stove, they returned to their room.

I hardly slept last night, and now I have a headache. I fell asleep soon after lying down.

Just as I was dozing off, I heard the child's sharp cry.

"Wuwuwu, mother, what's wrong with you, mother!"

Jian Ya suddenly woke up, quickly got up and ran to the west room.

When I opened the door, I saw Yang Shubao crying loudly and shaking his mother.

On the kang, Shulin's mother had her eyes open and her mouth half open. Her exposed skin was pale, with only black and purple bruises on her face where she had been slapped.

Upon closer inspection, the body that was shaken by Yang Shubao seemed a little stiff.

The little girl wanted to go forward to feel the pulse, but before she could do so, she was slapped in the face.

Yang Shubao glared at her and cursed fiercely:

"Don't touch my mother, you money-loser!"

"Snapped!"

The bitch slapped him hard, knocking him down on the kang.

Yang Shubao was stunned by the beating and subconsciously wanted to find his mother to complain, but he quickly realized that there was no one to complain to now.

The bitch ignored him. How could she still indulge him at this time?

She didn't reach out to feel for a pulse again. At this distance, she could already see that her mother's pupils were dilated.

She reached out and closed her eyelids, and her touch was cold.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the poplar trees next to me also had ferocious faces.

Judging from the expression on his face, he must have woken up from the pain before dying.

The bitch reached out and closed his eyelids.

These days, dying with eyes open can easily cause gossip among villagers.

If seen by others, it might cause her unnecessary trouble.

Jian Ya looked the two of them up and down and saw that there was nothing unusual.

When I turned around, I saw Tingmei who had followed me was frightened and stood at the door, tears in her eyes about to fall.

She walked over, hugged Tingmei, and comforted her:

"Second sister, don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Yang Shubao, who was standing next to her, saw how gentle she was towards him and wanted to come over to seek comfort.

The bastard glanced at him coldly and ordered:

"Mother and elder brother are gone. Go to the village chief's house and call for help!"

Seeing her cold face, Yang Shubao didn't dare to argue anymore. He quickly got off the kang, put on his shoes and ran out.

When Jian Ya saw that everyone had left, she quickly took away the small half bowl of porridge left on the table.

He scooped some hot water from the pot and carried the hot water and porridge to the toilet.

After a while, he came out of the toilet.

Although her mother is a bad person, the idea she came up with is a good one.

This time, there is really no evidence.

She washed the bowl clean before putting it back.

After returning to the house, he looked at the terrified Tingmei and did not offer any further comfort.

It is right for the second sister to cry until her eyes are red.

After a while, the village chief and others came and saw it, and they no longer became suspicious.

After thinking about it, Jian Ya adjusted her expression, but she really couldn't cry.

After a while, tears welled up in her eyes when she thought about how Tingmei was almost killed at that time.