When Chen Sanpao received the express delivery, he was a little surprised. He had been in prison for almost twenty years, and the only person who could mail something to him was his son.
Why is the sender of this express delivery someone else?
Who is Cai Gen?
When I opened the courier, I saw the envelope inside. The familiar handwriting was from my son Chen Song.
The content of the letter was not too long, but Chen Sanpao read it all day and all night. He didn't cry or laugh, he just read the letter with an expressionless face.
He put away the letter properly and committed suicide while eating breakfast. Instead of cutting his wrists and hanging himself, he chose to touch high-voltage wires. Maybe he was not a person who likes ink, so he just wanted to finish it off without any chance of rescue.
He was burned by a strong electric current on the spot. He was supposed to be released from prison in less than three years. Why can't he think about it so hard? The administrators of the prison are very unlucky. If an accident happens to a prisoner, they are also responsible. What is performance and what bonus?
, all gone.
After his charcoal-like body was sent to the crematorium, he began to contact Chen Sanpao's family, but failed to contact him. He notified the community where he lived. When he went home, he found that Chen Sanpao's only relative, his son, had died on the bed.
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In the middle of winter, the heating was very good, but the body was badly decomposed. I don't know how long it had been dead.
When Chen Sanpao woke up, he was in the morgue of the crematorium. Even when he woke up, the charred blackness on his body was like a layer of shell, which kept falling off. As he woke up, he felt an inhuman force flowing through his body, and he still felt that
Accompanied by a faint white light.
Because he was uneducated, Chen Sanpao understood this to mean that God saw how miserable he was and decided to resurrect himself to take revenge. The following actions were all in compliance with God's arrangements.
He stripped off the clothes from other dead people, strangled the night watchman, stole the money, and started running home.
After tossing and turning, I arrived home. My son's body had just been taken away a few days ago. I stood in front of my son's bed and looked at the human figure on the dirty quilt. It must have been drawn by the decomposition of my son's body after no one knew about it after his death.
Regardless of the stench, Chen Sanpao hugged the quilt and cried heartbreakingly. Then he kowtowed to the portraits of his parents and began to take revenge in accordance with God's will.
Who is his enemy, Li Juan?
Who doesn’t know the famous Li Juan Buddhist Shop?
As for where to live, it is even easier. The most high-end residential area in the city, Dongshan Jiujun, the core urban area, has only nine high-rise buildings with a minimum area of 200 square meters. You can't buy a house without one or two million. Li Juan
I live in Building 1, No. 2408, Jiujun, Dongshan.
Chen Sanpao randomly found a merchant on the Taiping Temple Funeral Supplies Street, made some inquiries, and found out the above information. The shopkeeper was accompanied by a strong sense of envy and jealousy.
That night, Chen Sanpao arrived at the Jiu County of Dongshan. It was a closed community with hotel-style management and densely distributed security guards. Chen Sanpao, who didn't like ink marks, chose the most direct route, without going to the lobby, taking the elevator, or even passing through the community.
door.
After entering the community through the outer wall of the community, he climbed directly to Building No. 1 with bare hands. He wanted to confirm which one was Li Juan's home from the window.
The occupancy rate of the community was not very high, so the screening process was relatively easy. Soon after arriving on the 24th floor, Chen Sanpao finally found Li Juan's home.
Looking through the clean floor-to-ceiling windows, I saw Li Juan, who was wearing cool clothes, being beaten by a woman holding her hair and pushing her down on the ground. A young girl was arguing, an old lady was sitting on the sofa and watching indifferently, and a middle-aged man was looking down.
Smoking is so lively.
Chen Sanpao was very willing to watch this scene, except because the floor-to-ceiling windows were well sealed and no sound could be heard, which was more real than watching TV.
It wasn't until a middle-aged man in the house accidentally discovered him and yelled that Chen Sanpao broke in through the window and began his revenge.
After coming out of Cai Gen's store, Wang Shenpo took her daughter-in-law back to her house and said with a bad face,
"You don't know there are outsiders? Can Yongqiang do that? Don't listen to outsiders' nonsense."
The second daughter-in-law burst into tears and sat down on the ground.
"Mom, how long have outsiders been spreading this rumor? Can't you hear it? Now Wang Yongqiang doesn't even go home and has gone to live with Li Juan. Are you still protecting him?"
Protecting a calf? Grandma Wang doesn’t think this is a derogatory term. If I don’t protect my own son, who will? I don’t care if he is a calf or not.
"Get up and talk. Don't act like a fool. You went to live with Li Juan? Where did you live? Did you see her?"
The second daughter-in-law stood up immediately, like a rooster ready to fight at any time, and said confidently,
"I saw it. My sister's child was newly transferred there as a property manager in the nine counties of Dongshan. I saw Wang Yongqiang and Li Juan coming in and out every day, in pairs. It can't be wrong."
My son was actually discovered? Hey, why were you not careful? Goddess Wang also heard it from others, but the old-school idea is that men, it is inevitable to get into trouble with women, just take good care of the family. Why is the wife here so bad now?
What about being sensible?
"Second daughter-in-law, you're already so old. It's just a joke. Do you still take it seriously? Just keep the money. Let's live life as it is."
Upon hearing this obvious show of support from Goddess Wang, the second daughter-in-law quit.
People's hearts are not static. If Grandma Wang was still telling people's fortunes before, she would be frightened to death and would not dare to disobey this great fairy.
Things are different now. Goddess Wang no longer cares about things, so she no longer makes money, and there are no ghosts or gods to bless her. The grievances and dissatisfactions she had in the past are now released.
Sometimes, trivial matters such as having more or less family members are more irritating to one's heart. Relatives are not as good as outsiders.
"Mom, what are you talking about? Don't you know how my son died? He broke his shoes and was hit to death. Now his father also broke his shoes. Do you know? What are people saying outside? This belongs to your old Wang family.
A bad family tradition is passed down from one generation to the next, from one generation to the next."
It’s okay to scold Wang Yongqiang and Wang Shenpo, but you can’t criticize the old Wang family’s family style. This is the face that has supported Wang Shenpo for most of her life. She was so angry that her lips trembled slightly.
"Sun Qiufen, you fart, who dares to say that to my old Wang family? You are here to make excuses, what are you doing? Did you catch me in bed?"
Hearing that Grandma Wang was still arrogant, Sun Qiufen became anxious and tore open the last piece of dough.
"Old Mrs. Wang, you don't believe it, do you? Let's catch someone in bed today. Let's see what else you say. Come on, you and I will catch him."
I knew in my heart that I couldn't leave. Those karmic creditors would follow me if I left here. Goddess Wang was still sensible, and ten thousand of them were unwilling to go.
However, this has already involved the reputation of the family, and we have reached this point, what should we do?
Grandma Wang really didn't believe that her son could be so stupid and be caught doing it. If he had any brains, where could he catch him?
Seeing that Goddess Wang was cold and silent, Sun Xiufen didn't get used to it, so she dragged Goddess Wang outside to her car. Today she must understand what the old Wang family's style is.
