Zhou Xia slowly lowered her head and saw the warder's knife, with the front half submerged in her chest and the back half held in Cui Hu's hand.
Thick red blood flowed out of her body and fell to the ground in drops. Some of it flowed along the blade, staining Cui Hu's hand red.
"You, you, are you going to kill me?" The blood on Zhou Xia's face faded little by little, and she looked at the expressionless man in front of her in pain, her big eyes filled with astonishment.
"You're too noisy!" Cui Hu said coldly, gritted his teeth, and pulled out the knife in his hand.
The blood column on Zhou Xia's chest suddenly burst out. Cui Hu was obviously experienced in killing people and slipped away.
Then he walked around behind Zhou Xia, grabbed Zhou Xia's hair and picked up her head. The broadsword struck Zhou Xia's exposed neck as long and graceful as a white swan.
He threw Zhou Xia into the pile of hay in the corner like a worn-out doll, and left the cell without looking back.
Zhou Xia was lying in the haystack, her head tilted to one side in a strange and weird posture, and her eyes were wide open.
Those big eyes were filled with anger, unwillingness, and confusion...
All the arrogance in this life, all the ambitions in this life, fade away little by little with the gradually dilated pupils.
In an instant, she turned into a corpse with residual warmth, and was thrown alone in the corner...
The coming and going of the mortal world is just a dream, the coming and going of the mortal world is nothing.
Until her death, Zhou Xia never understood...
Cui Hu also failed to escape from the cell. When he just arrived at the door of the cell, a huge fishing net was dropped and caught him in it.
Immediately afterwards, a dozen steel knives were placed directly on his neck...
In the afternoon of that day, Cui Hu was pushed to Washikou and his head was chopped off, and his blood flowed all over the floor.
According to people who came back from the county town to watch the excitement, people like Cui Hu have done so many evil things that not only their hearts are broken, but their blood is also black.
It's so black and smelly that wild dogs don't even bother to eat it!
In the ward in the backyard of the hospital.
The white cotton cloth on Zhou Wang's face can be removed, and one arm can move on its own, but his legs are still in plaster and he cannot get off the ground.
At this moment, Xiaohuan was sitting sideways on the bed, feeding Zhou Wang porridge. Yang Ruoqing stood aside, holding a handkerchief in her hand so that she could hand it to Xiaohuan at any time.
Luo Fengtang stood behind the two of them, his eyes falling on Zhou Wang, and he had just told Zhou Wang everything that happened in the cell.
When Zhou Wang heard the news of Zhou Xia's tragic death, he couldn't tell whether the expression on his face was loneliness, sadness, or some regret.
But in the end it all turned into a helpless sigh.
"I never thought that her final outcome would be like this. She would die in the hands of her own man, and she would probably not be able to rest in peace until her death, right? Oh! What a sin!" Zhou Wang sighed.
Turning his head, the corners of his eyes were still a little moist.
Everyone in this room knew about this. Zhou Wang had been asleep after taking medicine before, and he woke up just now.
"Where's uncle?" Zhou Wang asked again.
Luo Fengtang turned to look at the ginkgo tree outside the house.
"My uncle still felt bad when he heard about Zhou Xia's death. He stood under that ginkgo tree for a while," he said.
Zhou Wang fell silent, and so did several other people in the room.
Yang Ruoqing believed that the only ones inside and outside the house who could not help but feel sad after hearing the news of Zhou Xia's death were Blacksmith Luo and Zhou Wang.
As for herself, she was very tolerant without clapping her hands in front of Zhou Wang.
As for Xiaohuan, her intuition told Yang Ruoqing that Xiaohuan's mood at this moment should be similar to hers, and she was also trying her best to endure the joy.
People like Zhou Xia deserve to be in this situation.
Compared to being pushed to Washikou to behead her and letting her die in the hands of Cui Hu, it was really the most satisfying ending.
He spent his whole life scheming and harming others, but he was loyal to Cui Hu and tried his best. He used the convenience of Feiyanfang to help Cui Hu search for a girl of the right age to sacrifice. In the end, the accomplice was killed by the mastermind. Well, the killing is very satisfying.
This is called dog eating dog, two mad dogs killing each other to resolve their hatred!
While the room was silent, Blacksmith Luo came in.
The man's eyes were red and he looked very haggard, as if he had aged several years all of a sudden.
With Blacksmith Luo standing there like this, it's really hard to tell that his real age is only fifty-three. No one would doubt that he was already sixty.
It seems that he is no longer the middle-aged man, but has officially entered the ranks of old men...
"Uncle..." Zhou Wang called Blacksmith Luo, his eyes full of worry.
As a biological brother, it seems that my grief is not as great as that of my uncle...
Blacksmith Luo glanced at Zhou Wang, then at the other people standing or sitting beside the bed, and said, "I came in to discuss with you how to treat Zhou Xia's bones."
When asked about this, Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other. Yang Ruoqing remained silent and let Luo Fengtang express his position.
Luo Fengtang said: "Uncle, Qing'er and I won't come up with any ideas on this matter. It's up to you and your cousin to make up your mind. No matter what the idea is, Qing'er and I won't interfere. After all... everyone is dead. In the past, We have written it all off."
Yang Ruoqing nodded, agreeing with Luo Fengtang's words.
Blacksmith Luo nodded and shifted his gaze to Zhou Wang.
"You are Zhou Xia's biological eldest brother, you make the decision!" Blacksmith Luo said. When the old man spoke, his voice was hoarse and low, and it seemed as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.
Zhou Wang's face showed a look of embarrassment.
He thought about it and said, "If Zhou Xia was not married, then no one would say anything if I took her bones back to Zhoujia Village for burial."
"And now, she is the daughter-in-law of the Cui family. Originally, no one in the village knew about this. She brought Cui Hu back to the village to show off, and everyone in the village knew."
"It is against the rules to take her back to her hometown for burial. The villagers will not agree to it."
Everyone nodded secretly to Zhou Wang's analysis.
This will destroy the feng shui and destroy the luck of the entire village.
But if Zhou Xia and Cui Hu divorce harmoniously, then her bones can be returned to Zhoujia Village.
Just like Xiaohua's biological mother, if she wants to move her grave to Mianniu Mountain, she must first make peace with Xu Dakui and cut off the relationship.
Then Da'an was written in the name of Xiaohua's mother, which means that Da'an married into her family and became her son, so that he could move the grave here.
Even so, Xiaohua’s mother’s graveyard is far away from the graves of other families in Changping Village.
Because Mianniu Mountain is very big, the ancestral graves of people in the village are usually concentrated on a certain two hilltops. However, Little Peanut's mother's grave is far away from theirs. That hilltop is also an ownerless hilltop, so others are not allowed to find fault.
Okay, back to the topic, Zhou Wang continued: "Besides, the reason why Zhou Xia died has caused an uproar in the county. People in Zhoujia Village will definitely know sooner or later."
"If they knew about Zhou Xia's evil deeds, it would be strange if they didn't dig up her grave. How dare they take her back to Zhoujia Village for burial!"
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