Chapter 488 Don't Meet People Like Me Again

In front of his family, Liu Zhiqiu took off his thorns and looked a little tired.

"Father, mother, bury her in Xinghualing."

That night, she went to Xinghualing.

In her heart, Xinghualing may have her best memory.

Liu Er nodded, "Okay, then Xinghualing, I'll ask some villagers to help dig the pit later."

Xinghualing happened to be their home site, so there was no need to greet the villagers.

"I'll go to town after dinner, buy her clothes, and order a coffin. I want people to leave safely," Du Juan said.

Although they are not from their family, but they bought it, they definitely can't make a hasty burial.

Wrap people in a straw mat and throw them in a mass grave? Only that old poisonous woman of the Li family can do it!

"By the way, I have to boil a pot of grapefruit leaf water to wash the person to wash away the bad luck. Next time I reincarnate, maybe I can find a good family."

After his parents and Aunt Hong finished their work, Liu Zhiqiu got up and walked slowly to the small consultation room after they dispersed.

On the couch, the woman was still lying there quietly, describing herself in a state of distress, her complexion ashen, and she no longer knew what was happening around her.

Walked over, sat next to her, and quietly looked at the bloody face.

She never smiles again.

And I won’t open my mouth to whisper, Brother Liu.

Seventeen short years of life, lived like a tragedy.

"In the next life, I will join an ordinary family and live an ordinary life, and never meet...someone like me again." He said.

What's so good about a person like him?

How could she be so determined?

Outside the small clinic, Dujuangen Liuer, who had already dispersed separately, gathered together to probe their brains here.

"Erlin, what do you think our kid thinks about Miss Li Wu?"

"It's useless to think about it. Everyone is dead, so what else can you think about. It's okay to let him stay alone, he knows how to measure it."

If he dared to open his mouth, he would buy someone for 50,000 taels. As a father, he didn't have that courage, so he almost scared him to death.

How much money do they save at home? He was not willing to buy a pair of shoes for himself that cost more than two hundred cash.

That's the loser.

Finding no consolation from the old man, Du Juan went to Wei Hong again, watching her split the firewood into four pieces evenly with the palm of her hand.

"Dahong, our kid can be as powerful as you with one palm?"

It wasn't what happened today, she really didn't know that her kid could hit four with one.

"No," Wei Hong said, "He has no internal strength."

"What's the difference between having internal strength and not having internal strength? Didn't he learn martial arts from you?"

"If you have no internal strength, it's like putting on airs. When you meet a real master," Wei Hong picked up a piece of firewood and chopped it down with one palm, splitting it into two, like cutting vegetables. "It's like going up to deliver vegetables."

Besides, when did Liu Zhiqiu learn martial arts from her? It was just when she was watching her practicing swords, she got up, and learned a fancy way of drawing gourds in the same way.

She didn't expect that he would dare to rush up and fight with someone.

The ignorant are fearless.

"..." Du Juan's hands were shaking. Didn't her kid almost run up to die when he came out that morning?

How audacious of him! She can't kill him!

Wei Hong stretched out her hand to grab the woman who was looking for a weapon, "Let's finish the work first and then teach me a lesson."

Du Juan turned back and walked out, "I'll go to the town to buy what I need."

If she stayed any longer, she was afraid that seeing her son's face, she would want to beat him to death.

Since he didn't want to die, he could die by her hands.

Lest she have to avenge him.

In the afternoon, I bought clean new clothes, and the coffin was delivered to the door by a shop assistant, and it was placed in the yard of the Liu family.

In the past, there was always a warm courtyard, but because of this black lacquered coffin, it was tinged with depression and added a bit of gloom.

When Wei Hong and Du Juan were helping the woman to freshen up, they took off her clothes and found the shocking scars on her back.

Some places have even festered.

Rhododendron couldn't bear to look at it.

"It was beaten out with a stick. It has been a while, and I'm afraid it hasn't been healed after that." Otherwise, it wouldn't fester.

"It must have been punished, that old poisonous woman!" This is her own granddaughter! Won't you give him a doctor if you beat him like this?

Thinking about the little girl's visit to their house yesterday, she couldn't even imagine how she managed to get here.

People who were alive yesterday are already...

Sighing softly, Du Juan's eyes turned slightly red.

I have never experienced the unknown filth behind the big family, and I don't understand it at all.

It would be futile to say anything now, and it would sound like sarcastic remarks.

Wei Hong is not so sentimental.

It was the first time for her to do such a thing as bathing the dead, but she had seen too many of the four of them, and she couldn't arouse her emotions.

It's just that when he was washing off the blood on the woman's chest, he frowned, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, which disappeared in a flash.

"Liu Zhiqiu! Liu Zhiqiu!"

As soon as she put on the clothes for the woman, there was shouting outside the door.

Then there was a scream, "Ah-!"

Wei Hong came out of the bathroom, looked at the woman who was frightened by the coffin in the courtyard, "Miss Kang, why are you here again?"

Kang Ziyu's face paled, and he quickly walked around the coffin and approached Du Juan, ignoring the woman's obviously unwelcome tone, "I'm here to find Liu Zhiqiu, where is he?"

Behind Du Juan, Wei Hong walked out with Li Junyue in his arms. When he saw the person in her arms, Kang Ziyu immediately took a few big steps back, quickly turned his gaze away, and his face turned paler.

After washing, Li Junyue wore the light yellow dress she liked, which Du Juan specially bought for her, because she wasn't dying, so she didn't wear a shroud.

But Kang Ziyu still didn't dare to look at it, even though the woman looked like she was just asleep, the dead man's pale complexion and dark purple lips still frightened her.

She didn't even dare to ask more questions, she turned around and left, "I'll go find Liu Zhiqiu!"

"Miss Kang, this is my Liu family's compound. It's not very good for you, a big girl, to go on a rampage. If you have anything to do with Zhiqiu, you can tell me, and I'll tell him the same." Du Juan frowned.

She yelled and drank as soon as she entered the door, seeing that the elders didn't even show any courtesy, made her even more displeased with Kang Ziyu.

"I'll tell him directly, there's no need for you to tell me," Kang Ziyu walked towards the inner courtyard in a hurry, "Liu Zhiqiu, Liu Zhiqiu, come out!"

Later, Wei Hong said to Du Juan, "Shall I throw her out?"

"Forget it." Du Juan shook his head and sighed silently.

Kang Ziyu and Li Junyue seem to have a bad relationship with her kid.

Let them sort things out on their own.

Kang Ziyu almost escaped into the Secondary Hospital.

All that came to mind was Li Junyue's gray and lifeless face, which frightened her into a cold sweat and her heart was beating rapidly.

When her father returned to the yamen at noon, she learned that Li Junyue was dead in the Liu family compound, and that Liu Zhiqiu bought her relationship with the Li family off with fifty thousand taels of silver.