Feng Cuihua ran down from Lianhua Mountain and all the way back home. Calculating the fastest, it would take more than half an hour.
Yao Jingping was so anxious that half an hour was enough for Ning Hongmei to dig open the grave. She couldn't imagine her mother's bones being exposed to the hot sun...
Zhou Zhiyuan drove the car very fast. This car was originally a military off-road vehicle. It climbed the mountain road without any difficulty. In just seven or eight minutes, the car had already arrived near the cemetery.
Ning Hongmei had already dug the grave open, and now she was standing in the pit, banging the coffin with a hammer.
After Ning Xuemei passed away, she specially prepared a heavy solid wood coffin with tight corners and corners, and even put a few mice in the coffin.
Huh, even if she is dead, she still needs to be gnawed hard by mice. It is best to gnaw out her beautiful big eyes and gnaw her face clean. Why should she be able to do everything while she is alive? She stole the spotlight!
Ning Xuemei was good-looking and good at studying. She was admitted to university and became a doctor. She was the apple of her parents' eyes. She was much better than her in everything. She had lived under her light since she was a child and was compared to her. She was really worthless. So wronged!
Haha, so what if she is good-looking and capable? Her child was taught to be willful and domineering by her, her man was robbed by her, and even her life was taken away by her. She was lying dead in the coffin. Where was her previous ability?
But now it was really hard to take Ning Xuemei's body out of the coffin. The coffin was heavy and strong and could not be opened, but it made her exhausted.
Fortunately, she split the coffin into pieces. Now she grabbed the lid of the coffin with both hands, shouted with all her strength, and the lid of the coffin was lifted with a bang!
boom!
She received a heavy blow on her wrist, and a sharp pain suddenly shot out from her wrist. As the coffin lid was moved to the side, Ning Hongmei, whose face changed color due to pain, collapsed on the ground and covered her head with a bandage. His left hand held his right hand that was in unbearable pain, and he lay in the tomb crying hysterically.
The one who slapped her wrist was Zhou Zhiyuan.
He was still more than fifty meters away from here. From a distance, he saw Ning Hongmei, who was like a crazy woman, trying to lift the coffin lid. He bent down and grabbed a stone, and threw it towards her wrist!
Zhou Zhiyuan is a sniper who is always accurate, and he is even more accurate when hitting people with rocks. If nothing happens, Ning Hongmei's right wrist must be broken!
"Ouch, Ning Hongmei, Ning Hongmei, you actually did such a thing as digging up graves and digging up corpses. You and Jingjing's mother are two sisters, and you actually did such a disgusting thing? Jingping, Jingping, you But you have to find a way to find out whether Ning Hongmei is not your grandma and grandpa's child at all, or else she is so vicious!"
Feng Cuihua quickly ran to the dug grave and couldn't help but frown.
The grave was dug into a mess by her, the head of the grave was flattened, dirt and rubbish were thrown everywhere, and the place was in a mess.
Thinking that Ning Xuemei, a fair-skinned and beautiful doctor, ended up in such an end, Feng Cuihua couldn't help but burst into tears.
She picked up a few pieces of rubbish and threw them at Ning Hongmei, who was lying in the grave. She yelled and cursed while doing so.
"Ning Hongmei, Ning Hongmei, you are a beast, how could you do such a thing? It's pitiful that such a good person like Xuemei has such a wolf-hearted sister like you. You were born from a wild wolf. …”
If Zhou Zhiyuan hadn't held her back, Yao Ningping would have rushed over and chopped her down with the machete in his hand.
She doesn't have much memory of her mother, but that doesn't stop her from loving her and respecting her.
I heard Feng Cuihua mentioned that her mother had the ability to treat illnesses and save people. She would treat any neighbor who had a headache or fever without charging them a penny. She would also share any delicious food at home. For those greedy kids.
Ning Hongmei, who is selfish and cruel, are two different people.
The cause of her death was originally unknown, but she didn't expect that after so many years after her death, she would still suffer unreasonable disasters. A beast like Ning Hongmei really deserves to die!
While yelling, Feng Cuihua ran to the nearby field and pulled some weeds. She jumped down from the grave and tried to put the coffin lid back on the coffin, and then use weeds to cover the broken parts of the coffin lid to prevent the sun from reaching the coffin. inside.
Zhou Zhiyuan asked Yao Jingping to stand aside and calm down, jumped down from the grave pit and held the coffin lid, thinking about closing the coffin lid with Feng Cuihua.
"Ouch, Zhiyuan, this, this..."
Feng Cuihua's face turned pale, her hands trembled, and the coffin lid she was holding on slid off, hitting Ning Hongmei who was lying in the grave, covering her wrists and crying.
Even though Ning Hongmei howled like a slaughtering pig, no one paid attention to her.
Feng Cuihua's face turned pale with fear, and Zhou Zhiyuan frowned.
Even Yao Jingping, who was standing above, was stunned.
There was nothing else in the tomb except for a few palm-sized skeletons, which seemed to be the skeletons of mice.
In other words, mother Ning Xuemei was not in the coffin at all!
"Ning Hongmei, tell me! Where is my mother?"
Yao Jingping got angry, and the kitchen knife in his hand flew out with a clang. If Zhou Zhiyuan hadn't pulled Ning Hongmei, who was pressed by the coffin lid, the flying kitchen knife would have cut off her nose!
Now that there was no weapon in his hand, Yao Jingping simply picked up a wooden stick, squatted next to the tomb and stabbed Ning Hongmei randomly.
"How did my mother die? Was she killed by you? She has no grievances against you. She is still your biological sister. Why are you targeting her!"
Yao Jingping gritted his teeth and roared, and stabbed Ning Hongmei's face and body with the wooden stick in his hand without any plan. Unfortunately, the bones in Ning Hongmei's wrists were broken, and her legs were pinned down by the coffin board, so she could only be beaten passively. , there is no place to hide.
After a short while, Ning Hongmei's face was already a bloody mess. If Yao Jingran stabbed her like this again, she would be stabbed into a sieve, or she would die.
Zhou Zhiyuan jumped out of the tomb, took the wooden stick out of her hand, held her tightly and whispered comfort in her ear.
"Actually, this is a good thing. Maybe my mother is still alive..."
Yao Jingping's eyes flashed, yes, if mother is not in the tomb, she must be alive...
She was extremely excited.
She nodded towards Zhou Zhiyuan, indicating that she understood.
This time she didn't need to poke her with a wooden stick. She squatted next to the grave pit, grabbed the dug out loess, and sprinkled handfuls of it on Ning Hongmei.
Her face and body were covered with wounds, and the thrown loess mixed with blood clung to her body. She could not die but had to suffer.
"If you don't tell the truth about my mother, believe it or not, I will bury you alive here today..."
"I said, I said, I said it all... Jingjing, for the sake of raising you, please save me. My bones are broken and I'm going to die from pain..."
Ning Hongmei opened her mouth and cried wildly.
