On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

The old woman shuddered suddenly, as if she was stung by some invisible poisonous insect. Her body suddenly curled up, and a strong fear suddenly burst out of her turbid eyes!

She subconsciously hugged the "swaddling clothes" (actually just a ball of rags) in her arms tightly. Her skinny body trembled violently, and a rapid gasp came from her throat:

"No... I won't tell you... I can't tell you... The police are arresting people... There's blood... So much blood... Don't arrest my son! He didn't do it, didn't do it..."

She was incoherent and emotional, her shriveled chest heaving violently, and she held the "swaddle" like a drowning person holding a piece of driftwood.

"Go away! Go away!!" She suddenly waved her skinny arms wildly in Lin Zhen's direction, and her sharp nails almost scratched Lin Zhen's face.

His cloudy eyes were completely filled with huge, inexplicable panic, as if the person standing in front of him was not a stranger, but a ghost that was taking his life.

Lin Zhen took two steps back.

Cheng Xuan's originally tense face softened instantly. Looking at the old woman who was terrified because of the disordered memory fragments caused by the long time, and looking at the "swaddling" posture that symbolized protection, a huge sadness and powerlessness surged in her heart.

Her pent-up anger seemed to have been mostly extinguished by this pitiful and insane scene, leaving only a heavy, lead-like bitterness blocking her heart, making her feel suffocated and uneasy.

She silently withdrew her hand from the hilt of the sword and let it hang at her side.

Lin Zhen moved a little further away, squatted down, and spoke in a very gentle voice with soothing power: "Don't be afraid, grandma, it's okay. The police have left and no one is arresting anyone. We are just passing by and came to see you. You can rest assured."

As he spoke, Lin Zhen reached out and patted the back of her hand.

Strangely, feeling the warm touch on the back of her hand and Lin Zhen's gentle voice, the old woman's violent movements gradually subsided, and the arms that were tightly holding the "swaddling clothes" relaxed a little.

Her cloudy eyes rolled around blankly, her focus blurred. She no longer looked at Lin Zhen, but instead, holding the "swaddling clothes", leaning her head against the door frame. She soon returned to her previous dull and wooden statue state, mumbling a few vague syllables over and over: "What a sin... What a sin..."

Lin Zhen stood up silently, nodded to a young woman vaguely visible in the corner of the room (perhaps Grandma Sun's granddaughter-in-law), and left some silver on the inside of the threshold.

The woman bowed her head in fear and thanked him, not daring to look at him any longer.

After walking out of the Sun family courtyard, Chengxuan followed behind, leading the horse, with her head down, looking extremely depressed.

Old Man Wang's ignorance and numbness, and Grandma Sun's fear caused by her confused memory, tightly grasped her desire for the truth.

She finally understood why Lin Zhen stopped her from destroying the archway at the beginning.

A memorial archway and a government verdict were so powerful that they could silence an entire village for twenty years!

Erase the truth and distort memory!

This invisible shackle is so heavy that it makes people feel suffocated.

The setting sun completely sank into the western mountains, and the darkness, like thick ink, quickly swallowed up the entire Xilin Village.

The huge stone archway lost its hideous outline in the twilight, leaving behind only an even larger and more frightening shadow that enveloped the entire village.

Just as Lin Zhen and Cheng Xuan were about to ride their horses to leave this suffocating place, a hunched figure leaning on a stick stumbled out from the depths of a dark and narrow alley!

It’s Mrs. Zheng!

She chased him to the village entrance and stopped at a fork in the road not far from the shadow of the archway, breathing heavily.

In the twilight, his cloudy old eyes eagerly glanced at Lin Zhen and Cheng Xuan who had already mounted their horses. There was no longer the fear in his eyes as when they first met, but instead, there was a burning light of desperation and risking everything.

Regardless of her shortness of breath, she waved her dry arms vigorously in the direction of Lin Zhen and shouted hoarsely:

"Sir! Miss! Please wait a moment!!"

Mrs. Zheng's skinny body trembled violently in the early twilight, and every breath she took was like the sound of a bellows.

Leaning on the rough stick, she took one deep step and one shallow step and chased to the fork in the road at the entrance of the village. She was only a few dozen steps away from the stone archway that looked more like a dormant giant beast in the dim light.

The cloudy old eyes eagerly swept over Lin Zhen and Cheng Xuan who were already riding on horseback. There was no longer any fear and temptation in his eyes as when they first met. Instead, there was a light of almost crazy, desperate determination!

"Sir! Miss! Please wait a moment!!" She screamed with all her might, her voice tearing through the silent twilight atmosphere, startling two crows on the dead tree next to her so that they fluttered and flew up.

Lin Zhen's hand, which was about to whip, stopped in mid-air, and his sharp eyes cast towards the hunched figure.

Cheng Xuan also tightened the reins, looking at the old man who had cried out the truth with doubt and a hint of secret expectation.

When Mrs. Zheng saw that the two men had really stopped, she panted and staggered to a few steps in front of Lin Zhen's horse before stopping.

She didn't even bother to wipe the sweat rolling down her forehead. Her hands were tightly gripping the stick that served as support, and her knuckles were white.

She raised her face, and in the dim light, her face, covered with deep wrinkles, was a mixture of great struggle, pain, and a courage to risk everything.

"Master...Miss..." Her breath was uneven and her voice was very dry. "There are some things...I didn't dare to tell you everything before!" Her voice was filled with lingering fear.

"You didn't dare tell me everything?" Lin Zhen looked down at her, his voice calm, carrying an invisible pressure. "Old lady, is there anything else you're hiding? Just tell me, I'll make the decision for you."

Mrs. Zheng was stimulated by the calm power contained in the voice, and tears glistened in her cloudy eyes.

She took a deep breath, as if a drowning person grasping at the last straw, and stared at Lin Zhen with cloudy eyes:

"It's the baby! Young Master! It's that little baby!!" Her voice suddenly rose, with a sobbing tone, and her skinny fingers gestured towards the void, as if trying to grasp something invisible, "The little son born to Liu! His name is...his name is A Zhuang!"

Youmeng's younger brother!

Chengxuan's heart skipped a beat!

According to what Mrs. Zheng had said before, at the end of the bloody tragedy, Youmeng fled the village with her younger brother.

At this moment, Mrs. Zheng suddenly mentioned the child again...

"A Zhuang, on the day Zheng Dalang and his wife were arrested..."

Mrs. Zheng's body trembled violently with extreme fear and dread. She looked around, as if afraid of being heard. Her voice was very low, but it was filled with a tearing sorrow:

"Those damned police officers not only arrested the adults, they even spared the baby!! They... they wanted to kill to silence us!"

"What?!" Cheng Xuan felt a chill rushing from the soles of her feet straight to her head!

Not even babies are spared?!

The anger in her eyes instantly turned into bone-chilling coldness and murderous intent!